The Squeaky Robot

A Meddling Robot in a Human's World

Posts tagged “holiday

Crowds & People

Posted on September 9, 2014

Hang Ma

There are three types of people at festivals: those who work, those who play, and those who people watch.


A woman douses her festival fruits with sugar, chili and salt.

Uncle Ho

The kitsch needed to celebrate Mid-Autumn: masks, lanterns, noise-makers, drums, moon stars and Uncle Ho.


Food vendors must compete for attention.


Children wear masks and growl like tigers to frighten Ra Hu so he will not gobble up the entire moon.


The Old Quarter delights and suffocates.


Look up! A deep blue sky fades into a pink dusk. Radiant lanterns float in the trees. Bubbles whirl through the flow of the streets. People chant under a large red moon. These hypnotic whimsies distract from more important things on the ground.


A crowd inches along Hang Ma, Lantern Street, like oozing lava.

Bo Bia

Bo Bia is a thin pancake with honeycomb, coconut fibers and sesame seeds. Buy one to try it, of course, and also because these women work incredibly hard.


Chaos itself looks at Hanoi and says, “No, thank you.”

Evening Ending

Posted on January 2, 2014


My end of the year was spent hosting two beautiful Swedish people, explaining how in each downtown Manhattan neighborhood you gotta be stupid rich to live there, all the while realizing as a pseudo-tour guide that I know more about New York than I thought I did and rediscovering the very city that sits in my backyard: This Harlem jazz club is epic. Good beer is here. This was probably the best meal I’ve had in New York. That’s the thing about international friends – it’s an adventure, it’s life-affirming, they provide the change I constantly crave. Around them it’s easy to justify living because around them every moment is a celebration; one more beer, one more, one more because why not? They live far away so when we do meet up, it’s always something cool, something new, something different, and the saga continues. This is inherent happiness.

I hope the end and beginning of your years were excellent, and same goes for every single day of the rest of your life.

Fire Drops

Posted on July 5, 2013


The denizens of DC became especially lawless and reckless on Independence Day. They bought full-fledged pyrotechnics and then set the streets on fire. The city scurried to the roofs to observe the spectacle, and so buildings that were previously bald now had buzz cuts. There was the old grand show on the Mall, of course. But with a good vantage point, you could scan the District’s horizon and see burning flowers in the distance. All across, east to west, the sky was exploding and whistling and booming with muffled pops. Then the fire drops fell, and their pieces floated back  to the very keepers who set them free.

Happy 4th//Americana Playlist

Posted on July 4, 2012

Lonely Boy – The Black Keys Gimme Shelter – [Need I say it?] Where It’s At – Beck Folsom Prison Blues – Mr. Cash Ain’t Nothing Like You [Hoochie Coo] – Blakroc One Headlight – The Wallflowers Who’s Gonna Save My Soul – Gnarls Barkley Disparate Youth – Santigold Wake Up – Arcade Fire Gone – Kanye West La Vie en Rose – Louis Armstrong Gorgeous – Kanye West/Kid Cudi/Raekwon I Get a Kick Out of You [Cinematic  Orchestra Remix] – Ella Fitzgerald Don’t Gotta Work it Out – Fitz and the Tantrums My Brain is Hanging Upside Down – Ramones Sea Green, See Blue – JayMay Bohemian Rhapsody – Jake Shimabukuro What I Got – Sublime

It’s F****** Christmas Time.

Posted on December 18, 2011

The falling snow will fall until I decide virtual snow went from being a novel idea to a thoroughly annoying feature, which will probably happen sooner than later. Or until January 4th, 2012, when it shuts itself off. Christmas is not only my favorite holiday but also one of my favorite times of the year; it’s the season when the most amount of people simultaneously and collectively realize what’s important. It may not last, but even a blip on the radar of overt goodness is better than nothing. So. Have a Merry Christmas. Love, Hugs, Kisses, and Bolts,  Squeaky Robot