Picture overload, as usual.
It's been a pretty busy last few months on my end. I figure no one reads anything that people write on Xanga anyway, so I'll just fill photo version of the last few months...
Haven't been travelling much lately, as it's been almost two years since I've been out of the country. The last few months has been short trips to around California and Arizona, mainly for work. I'm hoping to go back to Asia this summer, with at least a few weeks in Vietnam.
Stanford Lambda Phi Epsilon 15 Year Alumni Reunion. A bunch of the older guys flew in from across the country to enjoy a weekend of debauchery in Palo Alto.
Eric had the GREAT idea of doing YMCA during the reunion banquet. Fortunately, for some of us, the attire was not much worse than what we wear on an everyday basis...
 
And so the gayness begins, and does not let up until well into the next day...
Obviously Jackie and Angela are jealous of all the manlove...
They make cute couples, don't they??
A time honored tradition: crush the young guys...In this case, young means anyone under 26...
All housemates/former housemates of mine... Also known as the Kappas + 3, the masters of disaster, the gayest of the gay, etc...
Alex was very promiscuous that night...
We made a new record as to how many DUDES I've had on my bed at one time...
On a trip to Lake Tahoe, we stopped by Del Taco in Davis. The Taco Del Carbon looked like such a great deal, until I realized that you get exactly what you pay for...
Hoon's 25th birthday in SF. We headed up to the city on a Wednesday to get drunk, and of course, sing "Howie Day's Collide" when it came on the radio. Let me tell you, the next day at work would never end...
Group pic with the girls that night...
Roadtrip to LA to visit Alex. We went to the gun range where we practiced skeet shooting.
Seriously, only a fool would trust this man with a loaded firearm.
Hai taking a few shots at the orange clay pigeons. Shooting the shotguns was really cool until I looked at the giant bruise I got on my arm from the recoil.
Hoon is rather enjoying his job as cheap labor...more on this later
The Bobaman himself... Seems perfectly at home with the rest of the rednecks at the shooting range...
Got put on a short business trip to socal. Figured I'd take a shot of the great John Wayne at the airport in Irvine.
Met up with Ron, Eddy, and Jenny in Irvine. Ron was my old roomate in college, and is big pimpin' it in Asia as a professional golfer. Incidentally, he and I once played Starcraft for six hours straight right before a final; quite smart we are.
Met up with Janice in San Diego. She and my buddy James are the only friends I still keep in contact with from elementary school. We sorta drifted after I got too cool for her after joining the marching band, becoming the president of the technology club, and joining the academic bowl team, so it was good to catch up after all these years.
Rafting/camping trip near Auburn last weekend. We had a pretty good time for what was billed as the worst weekend of our lives. The river water was under 60 degrees, and the air temperature was 105, so pretty much you're soaked the entire time, no matter where you were.
So we got somewhat wet on the river...
I've never seen two men have so much fun touching each other....
I think Hoon is an excellent day laborer...Obviously, he did not agree.
Sunset from our campground...
Ray asking me to marry him with the 42 Karat rock he put on my finger...He was quite unhappy when I turned him down because the 42 Karats soon became 0 Karats... Obviously it was quite hot that day...
The misery in this picture is quite palpable...
So I brought a tent from home for all seven of us to sleep in. Unfortunately for us, one of these corner pieces was missing. We thought we were doomed and were going to be sleeping with the squirrels, until....
Claudia jury rigged a new corner for us, using water bottles. Stanford engineering at its best. Luckily for us, the newly completed tent provided us the pleasure of sleeping seven people into what really should have been a five person tent.
The completed product. As night fell, we had only one flashlight, so we were forced to go to sleep early, when it was at least 80 degrees and extremely humid in the tent. Notably, however, even though the tent felt like the inside of a sauna, Professor Raymond Tsao insisted that it was not possible for all our breathing to increase the humidity in the tent, not even 1%.
Fortunately, it cooled down enough for Wei to fall asleep and start snoring next to me. We were so packed like sardines in there that I had a four foot by two foot space to sleep in. I spent the entire night trying to sleep in a combination of fetal position and giving birth position in order to not kick Eric's head. When I woke up the next morning, I look at Eric, he has a huge amount of space next to him. I wanted to kill him.... | 
