My Grandfather's personal chop used for signing contracts back in the day. Wish I could have met him. It was given to my Dad when he left Shanghai for University in Taiwan. The bag was hand made by my grandmother and my Dad kept it in a waist belt 24 hours a day for 6 years. In the old days, people had precious things now everything is disposable. I don't have anything of mine that is this special.
That's my neighbor Mr. Squirrel. He ate all the fruit in my garden this summer but I still kind of like him.
After a long day of work this is my reward: a double double from In-N-Out burger by myself in the airport while I wait for my delayed flight back up to Oakland. #soglamorous good bye Los Angeles!