BBQ

No, we weren't just burning the weeds. We were getting our BBQ action on! I had my farewell BBQ last night and I learned a few things about myself.
1. I can't read when I'm nervous. My little speech was embarrassing.
2. It's hard to hold a plate, chopsticks, hand towel, beer and camera all at the same time. I never figured out how to add eating into that equation.
3. I really, really like fireworks -- especially those that are lit in people's back yard but still get pretty high.

Yakisoba Baby!