Miniseed

Karen and I went on the ECC tent camping trip this past weekend with Happyfish.  The initial plan was to arrive on Friday night, but due to some circumstantial events, our small group ended up arriving on Saturday morning, much to Karen’s delight.

We proceeded to erect the 10-men tent…

Afterwards, we went down to the beach, where some jet skis were available to cruise on free of charge, courtesy of some brother in ECC.  Erick and Jun took the initial run, squeezed the accelerator, and almost broke the 1 MPH barrier.  Yes, my grandma could have walked faster than that.  Evidently there was a foreign object caught in the vehicle, so my engineering instinct was unleashed as I attempted the delicate repair.

Having escaped shorting out the engine a few times, the repair was successful and the jet ski cruised down the runway at over 50 MPH…

When I took the helm, I decided to take it easy by squeezing the accelerator all the way, gliding down the waters through the slow region and nearly getting ticketed.  So what’s new?

After that, it was time for a change of pace, and we headed to the stable for some horseback riding.  When we arrived, there was no one in sight.  Having resisted the urge to hop on the horses for a self-guided tour around the region, we found another way to satiate that urge…

After that we got bored of playing horsey and started playing some caveman bocce…

Finally the cowboys returned and we each mounted a horse to ride into the wilderness, except when I gleefully hopped onto my horse, I ended up on a mule instead.  I got gypped.

His dominance must have been the donkey side, as Charlie kept glancing left and right and stopped every 30 seconds to eat the surrounding foliage, holding up the line.  When I tried to steer him, he appeared to be on autopilot and ignored my signals.  When I left him alone, he ended up walking through the bushes instead.

With everyone’s legs cramped up at this point, Karen assumed a funky posture to the relief the tension…

Then we had some BBQ dinner, sang some songs, and hit the sacks.  The next morning, we were revitalized as we attended the Sunday service…

Well, some of us were revitalized anyway…  For more pictures, go to the Tent Camping album!

On Wednesday, Karen noticed that Fuzzy’s hind legs seemed to lack the usual strength.  We hoped that it was just morning weakness, but by the afternoon Fuzzy kept sleeping and breathing hard.  Normally, when we call his name, he would wake up with a mean demeanor, pat down our hand repeatedly with his small paws, which was really comfortable by the way until he switch to the biting maneuver, which was less comfortable.  By night time, Fuzzy would not leave his house.  We de-roofed the house and fed him water, then picked him up, and he just laid there, void of energy.  He had no appetite, not even when his favorite sunflower seed was hand peeled and personally fed to his mouth.  Something was definitely wrong.

By Thursday afternoon, Fuzzy didn’t even have energy for water, so Karen drove Fuzzy to the vet, the Bellevue Center of Veterinary Medicine.  Unfortunately, that was when we met doctor Death, who squeezed him all over and slapped him down, when he started shaking.  Doctor death was not done.  He picked him up again and strangled him, which was when Fuzzy perished at his evil hand.  Needless to say, the place would not receive our recommendation to anyone other than those interested in paying for Euthanasia, without the mercy part.

So we bid farewell to our beloved little pet, who had been with us for 1 yr 8 mo.

We will miss you, Fuzzy!

Instead of initiating another battle with the persistent weeds in our backyard, Karen and I decided to take the day off from housing duties and stroll around the downtown Seattle.

Afterwards, we were a little tired, so we headed to Myrtle Edwards park noth of the piers to take a breather.

  I had Karen go over to miniature peninsula and shot some pictures when suddenly an unexpected gust of wind caused an unexpected splash…

Then we noticed a new addition to the sidewalk resembling the an Oscar trophy making a splash…

Then we played with some artistic photoshoot…

and jumped to the area where the remaining pieces of sculture are…

The rest of the pictures can be found in the Waterfront gallery.

So many of you know that my picture vault is like the great void…  only pictures go in, and none ever makes it out.  Well, I intend to defy the conventional wisdom by periodically posting some long-post pictures, starting with…  last year’s Happyfish Costume Party at Jun’s!

Congratulations to Jeffrey and Grace for their beautiful wedding! Of course, the rest of us have been completely tired out from the endless amount of chores in the background… 

Without further ado, let’s see the bridesmaids…

and groomsmen… 

here comes the bride…

Here are Mr. and Mrs. Ma!!

and the traditional bouquet toss…

Of course, Karen and I needed a picture with the focus of the event…

For more pictures, go to Jeffrey and Grace’s Wedding section.  Once again, congratulations!