The soapdish almost fell in the sink!

There should be a photo right here, huh?  I have a SuperNikon, but only seem to take it out when I am working or when I have a photograph in mind.  My little pocket camera has lost its charger.  So, you will all have imagineer the images related to this post.

Barbecue at Shelton’s again.  Tilapia again.  I seem to use it a lot, but really I only cook with it when I am cooking for several people; it’s good and it’s inexpensive.  I made a modified version of this:  Tilapia wrapped Asparagus with a Cherry and Cheese sauce.  It seemed to be well enjoyed, even though professional contest announcer Sal Barbier kept saying “Keep the strawberries and cream cheese off my fish”.  We also had steak, bok choy, corn on the cob, and Caprese salad.  The barbecues are picking up steam, last week there were only 2 of us, this week there were 7.  I left rather early because I had to get up at 6 to be in Agua Dulce for a job.

I’m doing a project in AD.  God damn was it hot there, and I was out in the heat all afternoon.  I’ll post some photos and design process work as it’s available.

I also have about 8 other projects on the table and will update you on those when I am able.  Some of them are shrouded in secrecy.

Post-academic life is very, very good.  I’m staying financially afloat and choosing the projects I want to do.  Even though it will be 4(ish) years until I am licensed, I seem to be getting offers for a lot of projects.  One good thing about school is that I made friends with a lot of my classmates, and can put a very skilled team together virtually overnight.  Furthermore, I developed relationships with several professors, most of whom are licensed architects, and most experts in a certain field or architecture.

It’s all coming together.

Say word.

My Father, sister and niece came to LA for my graduation. We had a nice time. Here is the proof.

Moustaching at Woodbury.

Moustaching at Hollywood & Highland with my beautiful niece.

My dads name is Larry King.

I graduated from Nikon University, apparently. The moustache was shaved for graduation. It clashed with the hat.

Awww.

In case it isn’t instantly obvious, I really love my niece.

A sailboat!

This is Belle’s sneaking up on pigeon’s formation. It didn’t work very well on the pigeons, but I think the Santa Monica homeless got a kick out of it.

The writer’s strike is over.  Boo.  My daily commute takes me by every Burbank studio, and with production shut down I have been zipping to school virtually traffic free.  Now, it’s back to the barely moving sea of cars all the way from Burbank to Hollywood.  I have also enjoyed seeing all of the writers carrying their signs around, and honking at them support their cause.  Now I’m honking at them as they cut me off and change lanes without blinkers.

I suppose it will be nice to have new episodes of 30 Rock, The Office, Dexter and Lost but too bad I’ll be stuck in traffic and I haven’t yet jumped into the TiVo age and won’t be able to watch them.  And I suppose that a lot of those writers needed to go back to work to earn money to feed their children.

But really what’s more important, starving children or me saving 20 minutes (per direction!) on my daily commute?

Totally rhetorical question, by the way, don’t feel obligated to answer.

[Aside from all that.  Congratulations to the writers.  I haven't read the extents of the new deal, but I hope they got a fair deal.  And it's great to see people fighting to get what they deserve.  Knowing a few writers around town, I know it was a struggle.]