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Oct. 9th, 2005 10:15 am
cemetery day
Today is our biannual cemetery day. My family, as usual, is running late. I'm driving up from my place there, so I googled for directions and came across this link to our cemetery. The few comments the webmaster makes in bullet points is hilarious.
1. No sprinklers. - This is true.
2. Lawn is pretty bad. - Also true.
3. Cool Chinese restrooms. - Um, I'm guessing he never went inside. There's no light, never any toilet paper and is damp and dirty. My family and I avoid it if at all possible.
4. Always gloomy and fog ridden in the mornings. - Um, it's the Bay Area? It's like that all over here. Usually the fog lifts by eleven.
I hope my dad made some of his fried chicken. Our cousins are also going today, and he often makes those as treats for my cousins' kids.
Update:
Oops, looks like that's the wrong cemetery. Our cemetery is on the other side and does not look out onto traffic. Our cemetery cannot be located by Google, which is actually fine by me. (You can probably do it if you have the precise address, but not if you type in "Hop Sun Ying Cemetery".) I think we have a better view. But the restrooms are still crappy. The faucets weren't working. But there was toilet paper!
My dad made his famous fried chicken. I fed Mark some later in the afternoon, and he said, "These are soggy and cold, but they are still DELICIOUS!" We got our cousin's kids to finish them (well, it wasn't hard), warning them - "There'll be no more until New Year's!" They ate the chicken while watching the various pill bugs on the ground. Firecrackers were lit, fake money burned, and wine poured. It was good.
1. No sprinklers. - This is true.
2. Lawn is pretty bad. - Also true.
3. Cool Chinese restrooms. - Um, I'm guessing he never went inside. There's no light, never any toilet paper and is damp and dirty. My family and I avoid it if at all possible.
4. Always gloomy and fog ridden in the mornings. - Um, it's the Bay Area? It's like that all over here. Usually the fog lifts by eleven.
I hope my dad made some of his fried chicken. Our cousins are also going today, and he often makes those as treats for my cousins' kids.
Update:
Oops, looks like that's the wrong cemetery. Our cemetery is on the other side and does not look out onto traffic. Our cemetery cannot be located by Google, which is actually fine by me. (You can probably do it if you have the precise address, but not if you type in "Hop Sun Ying Cemetery".) I think we have a better view. But the restrooms are still crappy. The faucets weren't working. But there was toilet paper!
My dad made his famous fried chicken. I fed Mark some later in the afternoon, and he said, "These are soggy and cold, but they are still DELICIOUS!" We got our cousin's kids to finish them (well, it wasn't hard), warning them - "There'll be no more until New Year's!" They ate the chicken while watching the various pill bugs on the ground. Firecrackers were lit, fake money burned, and wine poured. It was good.
