Perhaps the one of the more randomly themed parties I’ve attended, but yes, tonight was a Panda Party. Laura W., being ever the lover of all things Asian, decided to host a viewing of Kung-Fu Panda, and the backing of Panda-shaped goodies.
As you can tell, the Rice Krispies Treat Panda collapsed after a while.
In honour of our 44th President, I made O-shaped pancakes. It’s really not that hard, just put a glass in the middle of the pan and then take it away once the first side is cooked.
Julia came over and we watched the speech and festivities. So glad to be rid of Bush; I can barely formulate a sentence to describe how much.
A plane loses its engines. Lands in the Hudson River. Naturally, I snap a few pictures. I am my father’s son.
