Lobster Safari (and Wedding)

This weekend, I went on a lobster safari. The lobster's natural habitat is on the East Coast, and one of the best known lobster preserves is located in and around the town of Boston. Green Thumbs and L. Woods accompanied me on this quest, but L. Woods arrived a day early to scope out the place.

GTM and I flew from San Jose to Boston, careful to sit in non-adjacent seats so as not to tip off the lobsters. Lobsters are very sensitive creatures and often detect trouble with their long antennae. This was my first lobster safari but I did my homework in advance, mostly in the form of daydreaming about the moment when I would meet my first lobster face to face, antennae to ears, mano y mano.

The morning of the safari, GTM and I woke up at the crack of dawn (9-ish) and prepared ourselves physically to confront the feisty lobster. I ran on the treadmill, and GTM read a book about a girl who kicked the hornet's nest (presumably in case we encounter any hornets on the way to the lobster lair). L. Woods felt that the best way to prepare for the safari was to go back to sleep for another hour.

During that hour, GTM and I warmed up and each purchased a lobster roll next door at the James Hook Lobster Aquarium. Here's what it looked like:

Look at the chunks of lobster in that baby!

Then, it was time to go on the actual hunt. We took a 30 minute ferry to The Lobster Island, attended Cl. Panic's and A-dog's beautiful wedding ceremony, and were led to a table of lobster torture instruments. When our table was called, I shot up like a rocket and stealthily slithered over to the lobster lair. Upon reaching the lair, I pointed at an unsuspecting lobster and exclaimed, "I'll take that one!" He didn't know what hit him!

I slung the slain lobster over my shoulder and dragged it back to our table. There, I eschewed the instruction sheet and relied purely on my predatory instincts to take apart the beast, limb by limb.

Afterward, we all enjoyed a wonderfully timed sunset.

The Nus wish Cl. Panic and A-dog much happiness and contentment in their life together!

The Transformation is COMPLETE

It all started with The Green Machine, my iPod Shuffle.  I was so happy to get it!  I'm still using it to listen to audiobooks when I go running.

Then, I got Paddy, the iPad.  Wow.  I haven't had my own computer since, well, since college (which is a long time ago).

Tonight, Mr. Nonny Nu surprised me with a brand new MacBook Pro!!

My transformation from PC user to Apple user is finally complete.  I love it!

P.S.  I just sent my first email to L. Woods from my MacBook!  I'm still thinking of what to name her.  I know it's a her.  I can feel it!

R.I.P. Polka Dot (2010-2010)

(From left to right: Dunkin'*, Snow White, Polka Dot.)

The above photo was taken by Wah Toh a couple months ago.  Polka Dot met an untimely death on July 21.  Her mom, Wah Toh, and her family are in mourning.  What follows is Wah Toh's account of the incident.  We will miss you, Polka Dot.

*The full name of the doggie pictured is "Dunkin' Donuts."  We call him "Dunkin'" for short.  Many people mistakenly believe that his name is "Duncan."

Dear Family,

We finally located the body of Polka Dot and have retrieved her remains.  It was a sorrowful sight (pics available upon request).  The suspect mutilated her head and wings.  Part of her torso was torn.  In the absence of DNA evidence, all circumstantial evidence points to two possible suspects:  one suspect wears a mask and the other is believed to possess nine lives.  The victim did not have a trespassing habit.  She is very mindful of boundaries.

In order not to have Polka Dot lose her life in vain, we have decided to use her remains as bait to lure the criminal.  If caught, we will be sure to use the criminal's body as a sacrifice on Polka Dot's altar.

We inspected the crime scene and found lots of feathers from both Polka Dot and Creamy Espresso (not pictured).  After giving Creamy Espresso a physical check up, we noticed that she also suffered head and eye injuries.  No other wound was noted.

Please join us in mourning this tragic event.  We will update you as the investigation develops.

Wah Toh

Update: Additional photo of Polka Dot, courtesy of Wah Toh:

Happy Birthday to Kashy Boy!

Dear Kashy, You will forever be my little blonde-haired, blue-eyed baby boy. I know that you like all sorts of crazy foods, including fruits, so here is a watermelon cake for your eating pleasure. I love you! Don't eat too much, you will barf it up and you know who will have to clean the floor... Your mom, nn

Happy Birthday, Cl. Panic! by MonkeyPig, guest blogger

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Happy Birthday to Ca Loc!!

Happy birthday to Ca Loc! Thank you for all the times you gave me a bath in that yellow vat, and for trying to feed me dinner after Wah Toh took me to eat fishball noodle soup. Here is a pair of jeans to replace the ones that Jean Cutter ruined in Vietnam.