The Palace of Fine Arts

A random day after Amanda's baby shower, Erika and I found ourselves taking the last exit before hitting Marin and taking a walk through the Palace of Fine Arts. Gorgeous Architecture. Amazing. I love San Francisco. You never know what you'll find. I tried to capture it. I was going to post what else I did, but everything loses spotlight next to this

I Went Out!

I'm turning 25 next month and it's my turn to be in the phase of not wanting to celebrate. Oh well, c'est la vie! Derick came up for the weekend with DJ, filming a wedding. It's nice to have him home once in a while. And I liked getting to know DJ a little more. Alcohol helps in icebreakers. Another thing I love to do: Meeting new people. They all have a story. I could write a book on these stories of these interesting people I meet. Saturday was Doowutchyalike. An 80's Edition as in L80's Edition for Mama's Day.
Elle

And then on Mama's Day, we had breakfast with my mom. Together. Now how often does that ever happen? Never. This is the man that takes up most of my time. Happy Mother's Day to me too. I'm his second mom.

GetAway

While the rest of my friends were in Vegas, I routed to San Diego to visit Derick. I shouldve taken my camera around more than I did. Dont you wish you could capture every thing you see so you dont forget it? Lets try to do that more often.
San Francisco International Airport:: International Side:: Virgin America



Usually when I go somewhere, its Virgin America. So I'm used to this terminal side and I'm used to the restaurants to sit in while I wait for my flight. Like this one. Firewood Cafe. At the end of the terminals before you go downstairs for that flight to Vegas or Orange County in Terminal 9 and 10 or London was it this time?, it's on your right hand side headed towards the end. It's smaller than the full loaded restaurant when you first get past security, but it has so much space for you to lounge. Today it was just Minestrone Soup, seeing I was getting over a cough.

The French Bakery across the way.

And then the space.

When I landed we went straight to the Asian Supermarket. Someone had to cook for this man. So seafood salmon sinigang with whitehead shrimp and 2 hours of making real lumpia the next day, dinner was ready for him when he got home. Longanisa and Filipino scrambled eggs with tomatoes and onions the last day for breakfast. And eating out in between, I managed to stay away from their infamous Mexican food this trip but unfortunately, never got to cook adobo that was requested. We were cut on time. Mmmmmm.... I miss cooking. On my to do list of things to do more often as well. I keep on telling myself, when I have time, when I have time. I think it's time to make time, don't you think? Then I can cook all of you food! (oh, these aren't what I made, just an idea. My sinigang's off the hook though and my Grandma taught me how to make real lumpia. So ya, I rock)

Movies. We had a fest. Well, for me at least. Because I never have time to watch movies. I think I'll spend more time now.

This is one of my picks. I used to watch this with my Daddy when I was a little girl. Love this movie.

I had fun with Monsters vs. Aliens. We've both never watched a 3-D movie before (Disneyland, Great America, Magic Mountain, the M&M Factory do not count) and now we want to watch all of them! haha There's nothing wrong with letting your inner kid out like a monster. A goofy monster. With popcorn and an Icee and 3-D and uh Pump Reeboks.






Then this fool wanted to watch this off Netflix. It was the first time I've seen it. It reminded me of a movie Milk was playing one time during the last Popsh!t party we did with Vinroc. When was that again? I can hardly keep up nowadays.

Then we watched the first one to get ready for the one that just came out and skipped 2 and 3... was there a 3? Youtube says there was a 3.... but like I said, I haven't been watching that many movies.

Crash. Please tell me you've watched this.


Now, let's talk about Saturday. Mission Valley. Off Saks Fifth, I found a pair of Anne Klein $500 pair brown scale skinned 3 inch pointed toe boots were magically $49.32 for me. Now, to get them back home. Ship it? Wear it on the plane? I wore it on the plane and I left the box at Derick house for me to get later on. Damn. I should've asked them to ship it. It's ok. I love 'em. Then tell me why we filled up a whole bag of sour power and Peach o's at Sweet Factory and snacked on that and whatever that guy got from Dairy Queen, so we could munch on it at the movie theater after the fight.Ok so, I've never missed a boxing match. I come from a sports family where my uncles used to sit me in front on the couch and make me watch sports. While drinking beer, swearing at the tv, fighting, BBQ, oysters, more swearing, more fighting, more watching sports. I was trained to know my sports. It's part of my family. And I love my boxing. Ferreal. And this was the first time I wasn't with my family in Socal or Norcal, just with Derick. So we went to Seau's. A restaurant in San Diego owned by a former Charger, yea, Seau. And uhm, I don't like the Chargers. Every time I'm there and there's Charger gear in front of me, I tend to gasp in shock and forget where I am. One time, we were in this plaza down there and this little boy maybe only 1 years old came out in a full Chargers fit (that city was full of baby blue the week where they were trying for the Playoffs), I swear I didn't know what to do with myself. I have never been so shocked. My close minded self can only think red and white. I'm sorry. Ahem, but back to the restaurant. I actually liked it! The figure of Jerry Rice catching a touchdown and a signed poster of Steve Young helped. ;) The place gets packed easily, well, there was no cover charge, and the big screen everyone can see. Oh, and the fight. AND THE GAME. AT THE SAME TIME. while eating. and drinking Heineken and Coronas and munching on calamari, a lobster ravioli, and the Stanley Cup Pizza. Front row seats to the television. And though Game 7 wasn't as much hype as the last 6 there was THAT GOOD ASSSSSSSSSS FIIIGGHHHTTT. uunngggghhhhh nananNAnaaaaaaaa. Mayweather? Mayweather? ;)





San Francisco International Airport
Virgin America
Firewood Cafe
The Last Castle
Monsters vs. Aliens
Full Metal Jacket
Crash
Xmen
Wolverine: Xmen Origins
Seau's, San Diego
Off Saks 5th
Sweet Factory
Mission Valley Mall, San Diego
Milk Bar, San Francisco
Game 7, Boston vs. Chicago

Pacquiao vs. Hatton

Doowutchyalike with Neil Armstrong

Distortion 2 Static presents you DJ Neil Armstrong. Jay Z's official DJ is our special guest at Poleng this Saturday April 11th, at 10. I think I'm pulling a sliding scale for this one. rsvp here to get reduced admission before 11. I'm excited to have him as our special guest. very. :) I cant wait to hear what he has planned. 

Distortion 2 Static

Beats Rhymes and Life trailer

There's this program started by my friend Tomas' to help the youth in Oakland. Using hip hop as a source of inspiration, (as it should be) the youth use their amazing talents of hip hop to express themselves and what they've been going through. Lead by Distortion 2 Static's Tomas' and Halline helps too and so do a numerous generous strong willed leaders, this undeniably valuable program now has been approached with a team of filmmakers and the mayor of Oakland to follow around the youth of Beats, Rhymes, and Life and see what positivity can come through of the hip hop culture. Check it out.

Beats, Rhymes, and Life

Beats, Rhymes, and Life film trailer

DJ Haylow's blog

My Hero

If anyone were to ask me what you meant to me, I think I wouldn't have the words to describe it. What you meant to all of us. But I wanted to tell you.................................................
When Mr. Swan paired you up with me as my leadership mentor in high school, he must have been on to something. Because can I just please tell you that you have made me into the best leader I could have possibly imagined I would be. When we all messed around at auditions and I didn't want to get in trouble with all of you, you used to tell me, its ok, because we're gonna get call backs anyways so don't trip. And then the next day we would get callbacks, then the role, then rehearsals, then dancing and messing around in the band room with everyone. Practicing songs. And dances. Then our own songs. And our own dances. And you would always make me laugh so hard. You made the whole room laugh. And thats an example of how you were always right. So right. And we'd have another leadership retreat and we'd always have the coolest ideas and the coolest project out of everyone. And look, we even had dopest outcome. And it is an honor to call you my mentor and by big brother. And I hate writing you this because I wish I could have told you all this in person before you left me. I would have told you more how you made me in to so much more of a better person. And how I would have told you how I think you've done that to everyone you came across. And you made everyone feel important like Annie said. Because I know we were all important to you. You used to tell me that in high school over and over again. And when I came back from going away, and I saw you again and you grabbed me and lifted me up in one of your infamous hugs and you told me I cant believe you and you told me thank you for coming home and kept on saying my name and I just laughed at you and we squeezed each other so hard I almost couldn't breathe. I never got to thank you for not forgetting about me when I was away and how much it meant to me for you to check up on me still. We were supposed to go finish recording that song. And we were supposed to go out with all of our musical friends for drinks remember? And I promised you I'd buy you another drink, but you wouldn't drink it by yourself because you said you'd only let me buy you a drink if I had another one too. So you were waiting for me to get sober. And I didn't that night, so I promised you next time. And you said no next time, we're starting all over again. Thank you for everything you have made me, done for me, done with me. If I would have known God was going to take away my Hero, I would have let you known that was what you were to me. And I'm mad at you for not telling me yourself you were going. Because I just saw you the other day and you said you were gonna come by and see the baby and then we were going to go out for drinks together. And we never got too. I'm just waiting for you to hug me and tell me its ok, and hey if i want a drink and then come on lets go dance. I'm waiting for you to bust out in song so that I could join you and we would talk about what we would do in this world. I am soooo waiting for that hug of yours, you have no idea. and if you tell me all of us down here are going to be okay without you then ok fine we'll be ok. Because you were always right. Thank you thank you thank you a million times over for being everything you were to me and so much more. My big brother in every way possible, one of my best friends dear to my heart, my mentor to the fullest you've shaped me, and my hero because you're everything I could ever hope to be. "Stay Fly" I love you so much, Eric.




Mama Culp picked a perfect song.

For my name to be used when it has nothing to do with me.... is getting very tiring. period. This is absurd and very uh... WHACK.