While I was away...

March 14th, 2007 Eric and Lynn were made leaders.  Coffee society and BJ's.  I was in Germany oggling the German bellboys.  Any comments here?

March 21st, 2007  Girish is a wonderful storyteller.

Hans: "I hearby ban any references or uses of the word/phrase "mini BJs",
effective immediately. That means you too Eric. "

Gerald: "it sounds like i missed something interesting last night. "

Girish: "So, we are at BJ's last night. Hans walks in, with that proud
I-work-for-google-so-I-am-the-shit walk. We quickly find ourselves a nice
booth and take our seats. Since, the rest of us had already ordered food at
the bar, Hans was the only one who had to order. Our server comes around and
asks him politely what he would like. Hans looks up, in complete seriousness
asks the server... "Can I get a mini-BJ?"

Of course, a second later we are all rolling around uncontrollably in our
seats laughing our asses off. Hans sat there with a.. "I cannot believe I
just said that" look on his face. The server wasn't amused either."

Hans: "girish ugh you assclown"

Red Robin stole my heart and BJ's made us drunk

March 7, 2007 I remember I was so tired this day... and then when Eric picked me up to go to Pizza My Heart...  all I saw was Pizza My Broken Heart because the place was so tiny and did not have enough room for us to eat.  I did not understand.  I was so upset.  I cried poison tears.  Which I then collected with Eric's nalgene bottle.

Luckily, with the help of my phone (RIP), I moved everybody over to Red Robin.  I was very happy to see Justin, Annie and Theodore there because I haven't seen them for a long time.  Of course, I had much love for the regulars as well.  Especially the ones that brought their own jokes.  Coz it was joke night, yo.

Deepa, Junshien and Eric waiting in front of Pizza My Heart.  Hey.. what's that on the table? Is that my CELL PHONE?? OMG OMGOMGOMG

@ Red Robin. Eww Junshien looks so happy.  Nobody should look that happy.

All fifteen or sixteen of us ordering?  We had a large crowd this time.  I didn't even get the chance to meet the two people sitting at the other end of the table.

Pricilla (sp?), Lynn and Junshien

Albert, Annie, and... ugggh

You know -- It's funny... I was so tired this night, that I can't remember what happened. 

But I do remember I the waiters singing Happy Birthday to Hans.  Too bad Hans doesn't age gracefully (see pix above).

Finally at Bj's.. armed with long islands.  I want to post the video of everyone's jokes, but I don't know how to video edit.  Can somebody help me or do it for me?  I think funny sh-t when down at this time, but again, I can't remember so feel free to comment.

Free pitcher of beer! 

Theodore and I.  I = drunk. 

Sigh.

Chili Cheese Fries!

Thanks for a great time, guys.  I will do you again sometime.  I mean let's do it again sometime.

Nola's BJ and Lynn's cookies

"Nola's BJ?! Where can I get a BJ from Nola? Nola's a guy? Hell yes! I mean, hell no!" -- Hans

"Nola's BJ?! Where can I get a BJ from Nola? Nola's a guy? Hell yes! I mean, hell yes!" -- Eric

Truth to those statements?  Who knows... but in my mind, that's how it went down... and it went down.  It went down just like how I would have downed Lynn's cookie if I didn't leave it in Han's car.  Wait, you don't down cookies, do you?

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Feb 28th, 2007 started off by going to Nola's in downtown Palo Alto.  It was a pretty happening place, but crowded. Luckily, we got our own room for dinner and mardi gras beads (yes, luckily for the mardi gras beads or else!).  Jambalaya was the most popular entry of the evening, along with beer and sangria.  Will said: "Why are we so symmetrical?" and I replied: "Because the table is a rectangle".  I also turned red as a lobster after my first beer.  But like they say, the redder you get, the more smharter yu becames. 

Deepa, Lynn, Girish

Eric, Hans, Deepa, Lynn

Susie, me, Eric, Hans

From there, we wandered off to BJ's in Cupertino for Irish car bombs, brownies and pizza.

Hey, where is Susie in this picture?

Lynn: "Hey, how come I don't feel anything?"

Me: "Girish, Lynn is SOO cool. Like SOOOO cool."

Susie: "..."

Will: "..."

Hans: "I am NOT an angry drunk!"

Girish (to Hans): "Okkkkay..."

Eric: "You're ugly!"

Deepa: "Obsessed!"

Let the debauchery begin.

Romance and Pool

Feb 22, 2007 Pezzella's Villa Napoli Italian Restaurant was a very nice, romantic place -- not at all appropiate for 15 loud, asian, 20-something year old crazy people.  When I arrived, I told front desk person (nicely dressed in her pale blue nordstrom-bananarepublic-anntaylor skirt : "I made a reservation under Elaine for 11 people, but is it okay if 15 people come?", which made the lady upset.  I guess if you look poor and comely, you shouldn't eat Italian food.

Albert, Will and Quyen

Gerald and Miss Wonderful

Eric, Simon, Lynn (cute), and Debby

Howard and Albert

Don't we all look so conservative, nice, respectable beings? Yeah?  Well, that's what we'd like you to think. 

We also headed down the street to California Billards, got three tables, and well. Sucked ass.  Okay fine. We had fun. But it was just our skills that sucked.  Fine. It was just my skills that sucked.

(cry)

In the beginning...

After leaving my life at Davis, I moved back to the bay area only to discover that I had close to no connection with the people here -- and I felt lost and confused.  Sorry. That was a lie.  I was just lonely and I wanted some action.  Uh-uh-uh.  You know, type of action you get when you meet new people.

I decided that I needed to drag people out on Wednesday night, so I could fulfill my destiny of... being worshipped (joke).

Jan 31, 2007 marked the beginning of our Wednesday night outtings.  The turnout: four people, including myself.  That night, Albert C, Eric and I raided Layang Layang in Cupertino.  Fishhead Stew, Lamb Curry, Indian bread, Beef dishes... what more could we ask for?   Yes, you are correct, the answer is: Speed Scrabble.  We ventured to Panera Bread, ate our bread and played.  Gerald spelled out "Queff" and everybody laughed.

Feb 7, 2007 we went to Zeni Ethiopian Restaurant.  This time, more people showed up.  Eleven to be exact: Will, Eric, Deepa, Junshien, Lynn, Nancy, Nancy's friend (sorry I am horrible), Gerald, Queyan, Howard and me.  I was so surprised that there were more girls than guys (6:5), I could not stop yapping about it all night.  The food was great (I am coming back here) -- two big tables filled with yum yum stuff.  And ethiopian bread, yum.  To top it off, we had honey wine and red wine.  Afterwards, we stood outside in the cold ... Eric said something about skiing over a child and Lynn could not stop laughing for long time.  Eric also babbled about being an asshole, but a really pathetic asshole.  Finally, Lynn, Will, Eric, Deepa, Albert (who met us here), Gerald, and I went to Tapioca Express to battle it out in Speed Scrabble -- teams.  Eric, Deepa and I spelled out Giant Lazy Penis Sex.  I proclaimed us winners.