As I typically do every year--except for the JH period--I went to Delaware for Thanksgiving and relaxed with Kaizar & Clan, and his assorted relatives who stopped by that week.
On the Chinatown bus to Wilmington, DE aka the place where corporations are formed. Due to F train delays it took me approximately 35 minutes to go two stops on the subway. Bastard MTA! I want my 2 dollar fare back! This may explain our irritated looks here.
Kaizar actually having to work in the tightest workspace possible. Go check out his company's website that he runs as editor at Newstrust.net.
Once we got to his home, we chilled out with his parents and then crashed. The next night we headed into Philadelphia to visit Akash!
Kaizar brought along a Bob Dylan album to listen to during the drive. Nothing gets a pre-party going like Dylan! Note the similarity in Bob D's hair with Kaizar's hair.
Thumbs up.
We met up with Akash at his sister and her husband's apartment. We could hear their new baby crying from outside the door, so we bid a quick adieu and Akash took us to a friendly pub nearby with good quality beers. Note the local NFL football team's logo on the glasses. Classy! It was nothing like the bar in my favorite TV show du jour, "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia." Oh well.
Go Eagles and their extremely subpar season!
Kaizar's the big winner!
Akash took over the camera for awhile and decided to take it old school with the black and white feature and this really flattering photo of me. Gawd, I look awesome.
As does Kaizar here.
Akash objects to not having a groovy photo of himself.
I don't recall what sort of beer it is I ordered here, but the bartender decided it required the fancy glasses.
Leaving the bar.
[Hilarious, but censored.]
[Hilarious, but censored.]
We were starving but all the pizzerias were closed by the time we left the bar. Luckily we found a diner.
Oh yes, what's a night without pizza fries, I ask you.
Disgusting.
Really disgusting.
Foul.
Then we walked back to the car. Or rather jumped around to the car.
Don't block the box while Kaizar's jumping, ya'll.
Jumping.
Akash's virgin jump on this blog. There will be more in the future, Akash!
Heading back.
Showing Philly the love.
The next day was Thanksgiving prep day in the kitchen. Kaizar in a nonpareil moment of laziness decided that it was too far to walk to where his pants were, so instead he put on whatever was closest to him that morning. That turned out to be one of his mother's skirts.
All that time in San Francisco is starting to confuse his sense of identity.
Kaizar's brother Mufu doing his part to help.
I did my part by giving moral support while playing Halo 3.
Still sleeping.
As the muscle of the house, we had to transport this gargantuan TV in.
Thanksgiving Day was a taste explosion in my mouth.
This turkey was so freakin amazing. I want some now!
While waiting for everything to finish cooking, we drove around until we found some firewood to "borrow" from neighbors.
Git in ma' belly!!!
Mmmmmm.
The kids table.
Thanks again to Kaizar's parents for hosting and feeding us! There's nothing better than waking up at noon, then sitting down to some awesome breakfast-lunch (brunch I suppose) along with some yummy chocolate ice cream, then playing Halo 3 for a couple hours followed by an afternoon coffee break (good job on that french press coffee, Kaizar!), more Halo 3, then more awesome food during dinner, more Halo 3, then getting a few drinks at the Gold Club before finishing off the day with an hour or so of the Military Channel (top 10 tanks specifically) before heading to bed.