Sunday, November 1st, 2009. What a pleasant morning it was. I skipped violin class because I had three long, important essays, a speech+presentation that I had to present in front of the entire class, and one extra-credit miniproject to do, all for my English Honors class.
The mini-project involved taking pictures of “grammatically incorrect” or “racially incorrect” signs. Of course, I’m not the photographer-type, so I wasn’t particularly enthusiastic about this project, but it turned out extremely fun.
My dad is (well, was) an awesome photography fanatic, so he let me use his $1000+ professional-looking camera with his several-hundred-dollar ultrasonic long-range lens.
Originally I planned on driving to Chinatown and Little Tokyo in downtown LA, but my dad told me that there was lots of bad English around Alhambra, San Gabriel, and Rosemead. So basically, that explains the all the sudden photoblogging.
Contrary to the title, there are no photos of food in this post. Sorry to disappoint.
Totally compelling name.
No, that wasn’t really grammatically incorrect, and I’m not using it for one of my “signs”.