Life’s Trifles

   
    It’s a long 12-hour flight, I squint my eyes.. we’re almost
there, the sun though still burning bright. Hurtling straight towards the
night, into the dark embrace of twilight. On the horizon, I catch a glimpse of
the coast, standing out against the deep blue of the ocean.. then, as if on
cue, darkness suddenly envelopes like a shroud. Into this, I stare out.. as
what once was.. I can only make out.    

        As least, that’s what I thought would happen, hehe. I left Manila at 10 in the evening for a flight to cross the
Pacific, cruising at 650 miles per hour relative to the ground and scheduled to
arrive at San Francisco
at 8 in the evening. Since the Earth rotates from west to east with a speed of
1035 miles per hour at the equator relative to the day/night boundary, I would
be hitting the day/night boundary at a relative speed of 1685 miles per hour! I
had expected instant darkness, like the day being switched off to night, hehe.
As it turns out, it was the summer solstice at that time, and that meant much
longer lengths of day. It was still bright at 8pm when I landed, quite
surprising. Sigh, guess I wasn’t able to fly into the twilight. Maybe next
time, perhaps I’ll choose a much later flight.=)

    Hi peeps! It’s been almost a year since my last blog entry.. so much has happened since then.. so much to tell. As a change from the previous norm of my writing, I’ve decided to no longer create cognitive energy expensive, excessive word articulating, huge initiative requiring entries on my blog. It’s just too much trouble, and also probably the reason why I wasn’t able to add here in the first place since then (haha, wuz lacking perhaps then in the 3 qualities I said..?). And what would an example of otherwise the previous norm be? Unimportant non-sense, haha.
    Ok, have you guys ever been fry high? High, defined as that sickly feeling you get when you imbibe too much beer. That heavy feeling in your stomach, loss of motor coordination, and the strong urge to puke. Well, back to my subject. I’ve always loved french fries. I just can’t seem to have enough, when I take them as movie snacks or just munchies at the mall. Seeking to gorge myself flat on one my favorite eats, I purchased a 4.5 pound package at the supermarket, cooked a 500+gram serving at home, and stuffed my face silly while watching cable. After finishing that serving, I couldn’t believe I was fry high, hahaha. Basically what happened next was what you would expect to happen when you get stoned. I’ve also done a much more expensive version of this high when my officemates and me had our work-anniversary dinner at Saisaki at G3. That time I camped and swiped all the tempura from the buffet, around 15+ pieces in two trips, stuffed myself more than full, and got.. tempura high, hehe. Anyway, if your going to try to get fry high, I suggest that you use premium oils when frying (canola/sunflower/olive), to avoid those nasty trans-fats. Cheers!=P