Monday, December 14, 2009

U.G.L.Y Xmas Sweater Party

12.4.09

Like a cold winter breeze blowing us into 2010
Kenmazing Lam is back flowing on these pages once again
Chang and Miller devising the perfect party to light up this holiday season
The U.G.L.Y Xmas Sweater party is a must attend, that is your reason
Nothing like ridiculous gag gifts for the Dirty White Elephant
Awesome friends, one night, 3 destinations, is heaven sent
How many possible Lotto winners can you have in one night
Leanna chanting "Look at my puppies" was an eye popping sight
The Dirty Clapper was a huge fan favorite to help condone laziness
When it came to the Starbucks Holiday gift box, a heated debate developed between Kenneth and Big Sis
From "You don't drink coffee" to " Now I will"
The realization that the package already expired, Maggie, "What the hell?!"
Engulfing garbage pies and downing plenty of Flat Tire beer
Every bystander glancing at us in admiration as we flaunt our old fogey gear
With untamed curiosity, we all pressed the Red Button in the restroom
Good thing we passed on the suicide pizza, or else our tongues would of gone kabooommmm!
Females love to spoon, but males much rather fork
There's nothing Nikia can't do next year when she moves to Brooklyn, New Yorrrrrrkk!
Unaware of our stroll to our third and final destination
The small British pub introduced Dark Hef as a last attempt to satisfy our insatiable sensation
Jamie's comment of "TOO MUCH HEAD" in one glass appeared like a volcano on verge of eruption
Heidi " The Good Girl Vampire" was on the verge of draining my neck like a vacuum suction
As we say our good-byes to a ridiculous year of two-zero-zero-nine
The whispers of Raunchy Prom Night to rewrite our yearbooks
Is our kick-ass way of welcoming 2010 as another one of a kind!

Merry Dirty Xmas Everyone! XOXO

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

The Man In The Leopard Jacket

7.31.09

The ideas of Studio 54 at Studio 17 came to light
When our one and only Pasadena resident, Ken-mazing Lam, was officially given the keys to the city on this very night
Sleepless nights brainstorming the perfect outfit to wear
Maggie tinkering back and forth with either the 80s or 70s
Please dear, I love you to death, but make up your mind I swear
Once the powers to be decided on the Disco theme
The Man in the Leopard Jacket was reborn
Determined to dance the street of Colorado Blvd to the beats of Billie Jean
The infamous orange chicken teriyaki made its way to Kitchen Stadium
Jasmine couldn't stop eating the citrus bits of brilliance
She kept on repeating over and over, "I can't stop eating themmmmm"
Chicken Pies from Portos arrived along with Rebecca's plus one
She quickly identified what's missing from Studio 17
A microwave and TV is what you need 'son'
Bubbly champagne was swished in our mouths like Gold Listerine
Potato Vodka with Pomegranate Italian Soda
Became a big hit like James Dean on the silver screen
Tipsy turby in our own little crazy fashion
Off we go to Villa Sorriso
Watch out Pasadena, here comes the Lady Assassin

The entourage of Studio 17 changes venues to the Italian destination
Beats resonating into the air of 91101
The alchemy of lust has bodies dancing in hypnotic vibration
Thirsting for energy the crew turns to the bar upstairs
Cranberry Vodka, Chivas On The Rocks, SoCo & Lime
Friends dancing their asses off like we just don't care
The arrival of Dave and Aileen always brings something special
Like the free gift found inside Cracker Jacks
Open happiness is just as advertised by the new Coke commercial
Engagement like announcements of Dave and I going to Germany next year
Maggie shaking recklessly and endlessly with her gifted derriere
The dynamic duo of Kristy and Kenneth waving our arms like we can reach the sky
The Legendary Mind Eraser is the ultimate 9th inning closer
Singing at the bar to the tunes of "Tonight is going to be a good nighhhh"
I can go on and on with the rest of the Hangover story
However, I don't wanna kiss and tell
Some things are meant to be LIVED on our one night of glory

See u y'all when I get back.

Love, Kenneth


















Monday, July 6, 2009

Studio 17

In the United States, July 4th marks the celebrated declaration of independence from Great Britain. On the other hand, July 6th marks MY separation from The Heights (i.e. Rowland and Hacienda). It is on this day I, Kenneth Lam, depart from the mother ship, and become an inhabitant of the beloved City of 91101, Pasadena. It's funny how things can transform from one thing into another in a matter of two weeks. From aggressively looking for a home, to finding a studio rental out of the numerous postings from craigslist. Don't get me wrong, the overall goal of finding a home is still intact like gum stuck on your shoe; however, a needed departure from my comfort zone was long over due. Plus, how can I complain when I'm only 3 miles away from work. Maybe I can run a 10K to and from work...NOT! But you get the picture of how spoiled I am at this point. Elvis has left the building......

1st Week in Studio 17

For those who don't know, I'm an extreme foodie. Love to eat, love to watch other people eat, love to cook, and love to goto the supermarket just to stock up the refrigerator. Like a honeycomb surrounded by bees (don't know why I used this analogy...hehe), I'm constantly surrounded by food. I live and die by one of my rule of thumbs in life, do not starve to death. My first observations of grocery shopping in Pasadena, it's freaking expensive. Since Paseo Colorado is ridiculously a few minutes from my place, I decided to pick up some stuff from Gelson's. Big mistake. With convenience, comes mucho dineros $. To make matters worse, I made two visits...lol. So during the week, I visited Pavilions, Mitsuwa, and 99 Ranch Market comparing prices left and right for things I will use in Kitchen Stadium. When it comes to food, I'm an extreme F.O.B to the tenth power. Even before I arrive to places like Spain and Las Vegas, the first thought that comes to mind is what kind of Asian food will I eat. To display my patriotism, I will support our economy through the Asian markets. It is a sound financial and practical decision. That being said, comes my first two meals in Studio 17:

Farfelle w/ Peas and Anchovies


Ironic, how my first meal is Italian....haha.

Gyudon (Japanese Beef Bowl w/ Rib Eye "Shabu Shabu" Beef)


Let the Japanese invasion begin!

The highlight of the week came when my Simmons Beautyrest Classic "Sunflower" Plush Queen-Sized Mattress Set arrived. No more sleeping on my futon. After I paid a visit to Pho Siam (http://www.phosiam.com/), my body was back to normal. Thank you Thailand (Khob-Kun-Krub)!

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Rebecca's Flirty Dirty Burfday

Damn, it's been a long time since I wrote on my blog. I call it the curse of Facebook. I'm definitely going to jot my thoughts again, and it starts now.


This past weekend we all threw Rebecca (aka Big Sis) a burfday party, and here's a break down of the event via my lyrical skillz.

5.29.09: Introduction

Turn up the headphones, follow me babeeee.....follow me babeeee!!!!

Let's dedicate our devotion to Rebecca's resistance against time
Las nueve y media, seis de Junio, it'll be a sin to not follow this rhyme
They sometimes refer her as the Recruiter or the Matchmaker
However, since she never hooked me up with a gurl or a job, she is just my older Sister
Popping to her favorite trance beats all night long
Little hood rats can't even begin to hang because they just don't belong
If you are unfortunate to look straight in her hypnotizing eyes
Watch out little boys, she'll cast a spell that you can't deny
They say she is the 8th Wonder because no one knows her true sexuality
If you don't come equip with creative pick up lines
She'll read you the like a book and challenge your originality
How do we even celebrate the birth of such a iconic voice
Off the corner of 7th and Western, lies our Korean venue of choice
Downing multiple shots of Crown at the Le Cercle Super Club
We end the night with Pho Tai at Pho LA with a place to grub.

6.5.09: Tip-Off

Haha....you didn't think I would enter the weekend unspoken.

Whatcha gonna whatcha gonna do
When Becca and her entourage of 24 invades Le Cercle and is divided into two
On the A-side represents the Dream Team
Da best of the best, you know what I mean
Led by your one and only Superman
Kenneth "Legen.....Wait for it....dary" Lam
Because like LL proclaims, "Don't call it a comeback, cause we been here for years"
We drink and dance with No Freakin Fears
Who dares to be on time and roll within the Circle of Trust
One toast two toast three, a wild celebration to our gurl of the night is a must
Now skip to the B-Side
Troops marching down the dance floor behind the footsteps of Alan Ma
Sophistication and deligation is how this leader lights the night up...Hoorahhhhh!!!
But as the instigator and facilitator, I will tear down the Berlin Wall
Tipsy and drunk, we all sing in unison, "All for one and One for all"
Allow harmony and debauchery to take over our pure minds
Rebecca dancing with a pole is just another great spectacle to find
I leave this moment with one final thought
Drinking and driving, please don't get caught!

6.8.09: The Aftermath

On a Monday afternoon, I drop my final thoughts on Saturday night....

Cleveland Ohio, they are all witnesses to the chosen one
Attention city of 90005, Rebecca and crew will now educate on how to have fun
The magical night begins with all participants showing up on time
Never in the history of party planning can I testify to such a sign
What's worse than getting introduced to our waiter named Rambo
15 sober party goers thirsting for liquid courage for example
The sight of colorful concoctions make our hearts melt
The effect, guys and gals, downing multiple shots of Crown on a converyour belt
Aileen & I kicked it off by performing Mr. Brightside from the confines of our booth
Chug Chug Chug!!! Benjamin Button move over we finally found our fountain of youth
Like a ticking time bomb, Rebecca explodes to the dance floor
Dancing to the beats of Boom Boom Pow, we chant "More More More!!!"
Some experienced the art of getting booked and disappreared for the rest of the night
Others imprinted their footsteps in the dance of fame with no evidence of stage fright
What is worse than feeding our addiction to a-a-a-a-alchohol
An extra bottle of Crown and champagne magically appear, it's a miracle!!!
We end the night, drowning ourselves to the likes of #3, #5, and #7
Pho is the perfect hangover food, I think I died and gone to heaven!

Happy Birthday Gurl!!!