Showing posts with label Charlotte Chang. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Charlotte Chang. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

RETROSPECTIVE: Perkin Chai's Shanghai Open albums



Beijing winning the party award for going as Doozers on Saturday. Perkin's albums are here and here.

Also see: one of Mike Shyu's 15 albums

Charlotte: please notice the drastic difference between the two persons with bottles in their hands: one is literally pouring the liquid into his mouth as if the physical cells of his mouth recognize poison from a distance and the other is basically deep throating the bottle. both seem...wrong.

Monday, April 27, 2009

WEEKEND ROUNDUP: Hot or not?

Seen Saturday on the Frisbee golf course (hole No. 7) at Chaoyang Park:



If you throw it into the water, you'll be fetching (or fishing).




The night before, a celebration of Therese and Jim's birthdays:


Kro's Pizza and Alpha (club); the man in the middle arranged the surprise party for Therese.

Jeff was his usual leery self.



Jim was so happy he ended up in a tree.



And this:



All in all, a pretty great time, especially for those wearing matching shirts:



That's Charlotte with Helen and her husband, Mike. Which reminds me of something Charlotte wrote a while back:

a threesome with a christian and her husband or doc and a random asian would be quite fine.

She got her wish. I'm pretty sure Helen's Christian, though I may have made that up just now.

Friday, April 3, 2009

WEEK IN REVIEW: Beijing Ultimate's newest face

HINT: It's not Doc Tobin.



Quoting from February 22 at 4:37 a.m.:

so the story goes...in order to get to the year 3000, one must actually catch his plane. and he replies, "yes yes but what is modern convention for a post modern man who is a writer nonetheless?" who can argue with idealistic artistic rhetoric except that the registration went on and the writer let his disappointment feed into a novel that will go to win the hearts of modern men...some of whom actually happened to go to that registration party where everyone had the best time ever and no one missed the writer at all, even with his choice of monochromatic fashion. well there were two people that missed the writer...one was in the corner waiting for a map and the other couldn't remember where she was but definitely remembered that a threesome with a christian and her husband or doc and a random asian would be quite fine.

The two love making comments on each other's Facebook photos, but the best -- most notable, I mean, or perhaps funniest, or sublime, or worthy -- series of comments, by far, was the one to the following picture --



-- which I reproduce in a screen grab below: