Gyah!
The hardest part about writing a blog? Badmash.org.
No man, really. I sit down to write this thing, get a funny link from KD, and then half an hour later I gotta tell myself to stop watching the Dishoom and an Ambassador get demolished before opening up Notepad to write this thing!
But I digress.
How’re ya doing. Loyal blog reader? Occasional visitor using this site to pass time? Random web surfer who stumbled across this by accident? Whatever your reason dude, awesome you’re here. And if you’re one of the first two, sorry it’s been forever since I wrote.
The infrequency of my posts this term don’t exactly back up my point, but I really like blogging and I’m happy to defend why I do it.
I mean, I’ve been told more than once that blogging is a waste of time, and that you don’t really need it to connect to people. Hey, for sure I’ll admit it’s not for everyone, but what started back in India as a way to write stories for back home has become so much more.
Waterloo gave me the chance to step outside of my familiarity and work in new places and meet incredible new people. Blogging, I think, is also one way for me to help stay connected with those people even after the experience is over.
At this point, I could make some philosphical statement about life being as much about the fun stories along the way as it is about the big goals we strive for, but we all know what the deeper story is: Graham in a coconut bikini-top. Or at least, that’s what you’re about to see 
But before we get to that, and to keep you in suspense (okay, okay, I know you can just scroll down) let me tell you about Tia Lu’s. Actually, let me not. Because I’m not gonna use this blog to whine about why, this past weekend, our favourite spot in Seattle became a place we don’t care for anymore. I’ll just say that their management is awful and nor myself nor my buddies will ever suggest you go there.
But hey, for a good part of the summer, we had some pretty good times over there
From top smiley face to lower smiley face, that’s Irene and Colleen, our buddy from SF who was visiting her best friend in Seattle, and our buddy in Seattle who was being visited by her best friend from SF. Respectively.
I talk good.
That’s our buddy John/Ted/Fry D. You’ll see him later this post performing on a pole for me.
That’s Graham making sure Irene gets a good shot of what she sees in front of her. And that’s Real superstar Joesph watching his protege Dave wear the happiest smile you’ve ever seen.
If you’re Rohit’s mom, read this:
My friends and I had so much fun having lemonade at Tia Lu’s! The waiter would keep filling trays of it, and we drank lots of them before going home safe and sound at a reasonable time.
If you’re not Rohit’s mom, read this:
Margaritas! And huge, happy-hour margaritas none the less. Can’t help but be left stunned.
But huge happy-hour margaritas lead to some good times. Lots of conversations about how much we all love Michele…
…burning our mouths off with Salsa…
…joking around with everyone else at the bar…
…and maybe even thinking about who you wouldn’t mind catching a plane to go see.
But the last thing we do is grab our phones and wake up our friends in different time zones.
Right.
Meet Michael, another one of our buddies whom it SUCKS is leaving at the end of this week. Yeah, Waterloo (and a few other schools) have their internships last until the end of August, but a lot of our friends are ending their twelve-week tracks now. No fun.
Anyhow, the great city of Seattle has a not great schedule for its Seattle-Redmond bus, so we had to leave the club around midnightish.
The blurry one on your left is Clare. Remember that name, because this past weekend her, Bill, John, Colleen, Bo and myself were up to some craziness, and in a couple of weeks I’ll fill you in on what it was
Bo was away that night. And Bill? If you’re wondering why these shots look so incredible, it’s because he’s the genius behind the lens. Thanks for letting me put your pictures up Bill! I’ll put up a link up to his photography site when it’s back up this Fall.
Anyhow, so yeah… we hopped back on the bus around midnightish to head to the suburbs and continue partying back home. Not like we stopped the partying on the way, though.
Anyhow, Graham just got back home from work so I’m gonna talk to him about how the conference is going. That means I’m gonna have to leave you in suspense about his coconut bikini yet another day or two.
Sorry dude! Hope you didn’t think all that reading was for nothing. Or maybe you just skipped all the text and just looked at the pictures. But hey, that’s alright, I just think it’s cool that you dropped by and took a look. Because of all the reasons I said I blog, the number one is always gonna be the one in front of the screen – you.
Aww what the hell. Picture now. More pictures and an explanation later. Gnite everybody
