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Hooray for Weekends!

by Kris ⋅ July 20, 2005 ⋅ Comment now ⋅ Subscribe RSS

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If you know Chris, you know that he’s spontaneously wacky yes, but he’s also very chill. And after a week of work and Calculus and Programming and other brainiac activities, he’d be happy to just kick back and watch a few movies or play some video games. That’s where opposites attract.. or maybe it should be distract.

This weekend, after a few errands and such, we cruised to Shoreline, the offshoot of the Bay that happily resides adjacent to an estuary, a golf course, the historic (and haunted) Rengstorff House, and in the near Dreamlogic.net's Hooray for Weekends
distance, the goddamn Google tech park. Shoreline is also right behind Chris’ work, so on my days off (and when I had quit my job to go freelance-ish) I made friends with the ducks and geese and swooping terns on many walks around the lake. This Saturday, however, we were in the lake, kayaking! Chris only suffered minor casualties: two sunburned shins. I overdid it, as usual, and needed to Salonpas (amazing little Japanese pain patch) my forearm. It is sooo nice out there! If you’re in Mountain View, go allll the way down Shoreline Blvd and try it out!

We also went on a nightly stroll and shuttle run through the NASA Ames Research Center, where a gathering of Dreamlogic.net's Hooray for Weekends telescopes pointed at the Moon were on display. We stayed for a bit, skipped out on a lecture, but suddenly decided we couldn’t wait for Venus to show up. I dunno why we felt so restless.

The next day I decided to let Chris rest, so it was beta testing an upcoming video game for Sony, Karaoke Revolution and umeshu, hemming a few pairs of pants (kay, I’m short but at least I can sew to make up for it!) and other you know, domestic shtuffs. That night was the Obon Festival at the Mountain View Buddhist Temple.

The short version of the history of Obon is that it is usually a time
that we remember those loved ones that have passed on before us and we try to express our appreciation and gratitude to them. Rather than being a time of sadness it is usually seen as a gathering of joy and reflection for the way that others have touched our lives. Source: enochchoi.com

Here are a couple of pics at the bonsai exhibit and the Obon dance with a healthy turnout of approx 200 encircling dancers and 300+ in the audience. Even a group from the Honolulu Hongwanji was there! An elderly man told us that he was so pleased with the level of participation. “You just don’t see it like this in San Francisco!,” he quipped as we rescued his jacket from a tree branch.

I guess it sort of turned into a “how Kris got her Jap back” renaissance weekend, which is always refreshing for us Americanized sansei “twinkies” (yellow on the outside, white on the inside). Next thing you know I’ll be using the screenname “AZNpride_365″ or “TABSrule!” or something.