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RIP Poca.

You can also hear my Dad’s voice. Sad.


Courage This is it. I finally have the courage to wear my Father’s ties.  Hmmm. Sleeves look a little long. Alteration time. Banana Republic coat, shirt, and pants. Pancaldi tie. Dad dressed well.

Courage

This is it. I finally have the courage to wear my Father’s ties. 

Hmmm. Sleeves look a little long. Alteration time.

Banana Republic coat, shirt, and pants. Pancaldi tie. Dad dressed well.


Yahrzeit candle for Dad: I lost my Father one year ago. Here’s the first yahrzeit candle in his memory. I achieved the mirror effect by placing the candle on my glass desk. Exposure: 8 seconds Aperture: f/8.0 ISO: 80 Focal length: 6.11 MM Cleanup in Photoshop.

Yahrzeit candle for Dad:

I lost my Father one year ago. Here’s the first yahrzeit candle in his memory.

I achieved the mirror effect by placing the candle on my glass desk.

Exposure: 8 seconds
Aperture: f/8.0
ISO: 80
Focal length: 6.11 MM
Cleanup in Photoshop.


The ocean swallowed my keys: I had a fancy Tumi keychain with a bunch of keys and discount cards dangling. I really liked it because of its similarity to something my Dad used when I was little. Well, it’s gone now thanks to the ocean (and my stupidity). Blessing in disguise. Creating a new set of keys taught me that I should only carry around the keys that are absolutely necessary. 1 ring. Apartment and car. How minimalist. Although extremely simple, I feel like something is missing. Something expressive. Any suggestions? Maybe a Gucci, Twitter, or Flickr logo perhaps?

The ocean swallowed my keys:

I had a fancy Tumi keychain with a bunch of keys and discount cards dangling. I really liked it because of its similarity to something my Dad used when I was little. Well, it’s gone now thanks to the ocean (and my stupidity).

Blessing in disguise.

Creating a new set of keys taught me that I should only carry around the keys that are absolutely necessary. 1 ring. Apartment and car.

How minimalist.

Although extremely simple, I feel like something is missing. Something expressive. Any suggestions? Maybe a Gucci, Twitter, or Flickr logo perhaps?


Dad Would Be Disappointed

When I was young, my parents and I often had Sunday brunch at “The Hotel Restaurant” a.k.a. the Stanford Court Hotel in San Francisco. We would drive up from Hillsborough, eat brunch, and then walk around some small art galleries.

When my Dad moved out and took some time off from work, he continued to eat at the Stanford Court as a part of his weekday routine. He was always so proud of those years:

“Remember those times, Dave? I’d wake up, take you school, go back to sleep, wake up again, go to the gym, go eat at the Stanford Court, read six newspapers, and then pick you up from school.”

Yes, six newspapers. Every day. He was the most well-informed adult I knew for many years.

Yesterday I tried to take Amy to His old “Hotel Restaurant.” Sadly, it no longer exists. The parking valet did not understand the shattered look on my face. I tried to explain but I assume it sounded thoroughly corny.

Sorry, Dad. Your restaurant is gone.