Words Fail Me

I was feeling a bit anxious.  Then I remembered that a death of a family member, moving, and a career change are each on those lists of the most stressful things people have to endure.

Luckily, I’m of the “once you’re soaked you can’t get any wetter” school of thought.

I stumbled on this place coming out of seeing a movie at the NoHo Laemmle:  rolled ice cream, mixed and frozen and scraped off a super cold metal surface.  Apparently it’s a Thailand thing.

Lying in bed in my Shanghai apartment the weekend before the 2016 presidential election, I had an anxiety attack about what I was doing with my life.  I worked out three possible plans to consider:  The Red Escape, The Green Escape, Escape from Alcatraz, and Unfinished Business.  After much soul searching, I settled on Unfinished Business and moved back to L.A.  But circumstances have changed.

I’ve come up with a new plan.  The Blue Escape.  I’ll be moving to Connecticut to work at Blue Sky Studios.

Took my sister downtown to protest Trump’s policy of separating families at the border.  This is the sign she made with leftover poster board I had from D.C.  High reuse value.

Went to Universal Studios for the first time in forever and had a chance to explore the Wizarding World of Harry Potter.  Very well-themed (although I could have done with drizzly British weather instead of So Cal summer heat.)

I kept hearing about the wands you could buy which let you interact with certain spots in the environment, but I was struck by two things.  First, the interactive wands are incredibly expensive.  (So expensive that they also sell cheaper, non-interactive versions!)  Second, the interactive spots seems so finicky that each one needs a Cast Member stationed at it to show kids exactly what they have to do.  Cool idea, though.

My sister wanted to go to the Scottish Festival in Costa Mesa.  My brother, sister-in-law, and niece drove up from San Diego to join us.

I was a little worried, times being what they are, that this year the festival would be tinged with white supremacism, but I was pleasantly surprised.  The number of mixed race couples I saw really encouraged me.My niece got a chance to try sword dancing a little.