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Luckily when we got back our friend Shane was still in town. You remember Shane, our roommate in Hawaii. We tried to get in as much Shane time as we could before he headed out to Dallas.

Later that night we decided to go watch Ninja Assassins but before we did Shane and I had a bet. I bet him that Brad Pitt was in this one movie and he said he wasn’t. Well, turns out I was wrong. Seriously, I don’t what I was even thinking betting Shane on a movie fact. He’s like a walking movie encyclopedia. Anyhow, since I lost I had to dress up like a ninja to watch Ninja Assassins. The thing is I kinda secretly wanted to dress like a ninja anyways so really I won.

Shaners is too excited to watch Ninja Assassins.

Ninja Assassins is a documentary about my family.

So we walk up to the window and it’s not playing here anymore. WTF! Ray check the movie times and it said it was playing at Tinseltown but it’s the Tinseltown in Austin not Round Rock. I swear these guys are probably thinking what kind of uber ninja nerd are you? At least come when the moving is still playing.

Well since we missed the movie we decided the next plan of action would be to go back to our house. Chris was lame and decided to go back home while Shaners spent the night at our house. He fell in love with my snuggie.

So the next day we take Shane to Firehouse Subs before he heads out to Dallas. Firehouse subs is Ray’s favorite sub shop and he has hyped it up so much. Shane admitted that he wasn’t all that excited about having a sandwich for lunch but after having a sub from Firehouse Subs he has crossed over to the other side. It was delicious.

Dude this totally reminds me of the time when our good friend and roommate, Shane started this huge ring around the rosie fest. First it was just like 5 of us and then we did it again and more people joined and then again and more people and finally there was like 30 adults, probaly very drunk, at the park, after a concert doing ring around the rosie. At the time it seemed like a retarted idea, but in the end it was the perfect ending to our night. Kudos to the ones that make it happen.

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday to me! It’s official, I’m not in my twenties anymore. I always dreaded the day I turned 30 because 30 just seems so old, like I had to instantly get my shit together and be a boring adult but as it turns out, 30 isn’t so bad. As a matter of fact, it’s fucking awesome. I feel great. And in tribute to how I have blossomed into this luminescent figure of awesomeness I decided to get a tattoo, ninja stars, one on both wrist.

Here I am before the tattoo.

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

My wrist are ninja stars free.


Happy Birthday

Drum roll please . . . . . . . . Killer Ninja Stars!

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

Looks awesome right? I got my tattoo at T3xture Tattoo Shop and this is my tattoo artist, Crtzn, pronounced curtains, or cur-tens, either way close enough. After searching online I finally decided he was my guy.

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

I actually got my tattoo late at night on the 29th, so late that it ran into my birthday, the 30th. We did the right wrist first and I came back the next day, on my birthday to finish up with the left side. Later that night Ray insisted that we go do something for my birthday so I let him take me to the movies to watch Taken, awesome movie by the way, but before we did I insisted he take me out for a late night dinner.


Happy Birthday

We weren’t planning on going to the Cheesecake Factory, but I wanted dessert of course and it was close to the movies.

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday

Not only was it my birthday this year, but it was also my Golden Birthday. To tell you the truth, I never heard of a Golden Birthday before until recently so it wasn’t that big of a deal to me as it is to some people, like my friend Jack Mother Fucking Dogg with a double G. Which is a bit of a coincidence because this year 8-30-09 is going to be her Golden Birthday and she’s going all out. Nothings really planned yet but we got a few leads. All I can say is it’s going to be legend, wait for it . . . dairy. I just got the box set of How I Met Your Mother by the way. A bigger coincidence, it was just my good friend Bea’s Golden Birthday last year, 8-27-08. So Bea first, then me, and then Jack Mother Fucking Dogg with a double G. Coincidence because were all really close friends. By the way, Golden Birthday just means you turn the age of the date of your birthday.

Road Trip Up the Mid West Back Home

Road Trip Up the Mid West Back Home

As you can see from my previous post that our trip to California has been pretty spectacular. We got to talk to Mel, which was our number one goal for coming out in the first place. And on top of that we got to see a shit ton of friends which was pretty awesome because we don’t get to hang out with much friends these days. We extended our stay pretty much as long as we could but the time has come to say good-bye. Since the drive to California was a bit of a drag Ray and I decide to go up the mid west this time. This was actually Ray’s idea. He wanted to a better scenic route but completely failed to realize that it’s January, possibly the coldest month for possibly all the states in the entire year. But hey, Ray’s a smart man, I thought he knew and you know me, I’m just down for the cause.

At first it wasn’t so bad. We went up through Reno, to Tahoe and got to see snow. It was totally exciting and invigorating. Then highway 50 just got flat or just went on for miles and miles without any notice of the last gas station for a while. It got to the point where Ray and I just filled up every time we encountered a gas station for fear of being stranded. At one of the gas stops we even got a sticker from the clerk that reads “I SURVIVED HWY 50 THE LONELIEST ROAD IN AMERICA.”

Stupid HWY 50 Sticker

Stupid HWY 50 Sticker

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

But then it went from the roads being lonely to being extremely lonely and cold.

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

As always Kola managed to stay cozy.

Road Trip Up the Mid West Back Home

Road Trip Up the Mid West Back Home

We stopped to get gas at a gas station across the street from this one from fear of catching a venereal disease from touching the gas pump. Besides, can you imagine what the rest rooms would of been like here? Gross.

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

After stopping to get gas is when it got scary cold. It was snowing, the roads were icy and wet and we had the Colorado Rockies to conquer. Did I mention we were driving a mini Scion with no 4 wheel drive, no chains on it’s tires and not a lot of power but where it lacks in muscle it makes up for in experience, miles and miles of road trip experience.

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

Besides the car hydroplaning a couple of times and causing traffic because we were going 30 mph in a 60 things went fairly well. I realized that although my car had loads of experience in miles it had no experience in snowy mountain weather. None whatsoever.

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

We stopped at the visitors center for a rest room break. When he got out of the visitors center Ray asks me if it was just him or if the ground was shaking? Humm, that’s weird, while squatting over the toilet it totally seemed like the ground was shaking. Sounds crazy I know but it did, but  I suppose it could of been the high elevation.

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

I finally got my snow board back from Marci while we were in San Francisco. I know it’s kinda out dated but I have a significant bond with my snow board for reasons I’d rather not say, but it’s just special to me. Seeing the snow come down really made me think of all the times I went snow boarding. It’s been years since I’ve been so I guess the next best thing to do is to pretend like we did. So here are the photos to prove it. What, you’ve never seen anyone snow board in leather boots before?

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

Road Trip Up The Mid West Back Home

Here’s a video of our rest stop break.


Rest Stop Break from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

After the Colorado Rockies Ray and I keep heading east to Kansas. But before we did we called our good friend Amber up for a place to eat in Denver. We got lost, parking was a bitch, it was extremely cold, everyone had a staring problem and we forgot our wallet so we had to walk back to the car  in the freezing cold. Kinda took that as a sign and got fast food instead.

Let me tell you, Kansas was fucking cold. Made Denver look like Honolulu, Hawaii. I hated getting gas in Kansas because that meant we had to stop and someone had to pump gas, get coffee, take Kola to the rest room and even though that someone usually wasn’t me, it still meant that the door would open and the wind would suck out all the warm air in the car and cut your skin like a chain saw. From Kansas we started to descend south toward Texas but before we hit Texas we made one last stop in Greensburg, Kansas. About a year ago a cunt of a tornado hit Greensburg and basically riped her a new one. Since then the towns been reinventing itself with a new and improved eco green vibe and putting it’s progress out on display for all the world to see on television. Ray and I watch the show from time to time and thought it would be fun to check out the town. Well it wasn’t fun at all. It got late, which meant it got dark and what we could make out was not really impressive. Also, people in Kansas stare at me like they never seen a slanty eyed person before. And to make matters worse some crazy Kansan tried to kill himself by walking right in front of my car on the Interstate late at night about 15 minutes after we left Greensburg. Yes, moron was on a suicide mission and was hoping to use my vehicle to take him to see God. He obviously doesn’t know I’m a ninja, with sharp as attack reflexes. I swerved to the left, luckily on coming traffic was still coming otherwise I would of had to make road kill out of him or hit an oncoming diesel, going 65 + mph . I’m not gonna lie, I freaked the fuck out and had Ray take over the wheel. Kansas sucks red donkey balls and I couldn’t wait to get the fuck out.

Now that 2009 is here I want to take some time to reflect on 2008. I always knew 2008 was going to be a good year. I remember looking forward to it because it was 08 and 8 is just a good fucking number. It was only a year ago Ray and I were living the good o life in the rainbow state, Honolulu Hawaii.

It was almost a year ago that I started my first post on this blog, January 9th 2008. Since then I’ve written 121 post. I don’t really know who’s all reading it, but it sure has made my hand written journaling take back seat.

I cut my hair super short for the first time ever. It was kinda cute wasn’t it?

Ray got a new iPhone.

Ray and I ran in The Annual Great Aloha Run, just a little over 8 miles, and we all know eight is a good number to start with.

We voted for our first time for the Democratic Party. But just for the record, once Hillary was out of the election Ray and I voted again for our first time for President for Obama of course.

Ray bought me my first brand new computer. Mac 4 life baby!

MyBabyOurBaby Launched.

We finally found the dock where Lost, our favorite television series, was filmed at. We searched the island for it forever.

We went camping at Melekahana, our first time camping in Hawaii and Ray’s first time ever. He’s not a fan.

Rocked out at the Kokua Festival, a festival Jack Johnson puts on every year in Hawaii.

CheapPlacesToEatInOahuHawaii.com, my blog had become a major hit and one of Hawaii’s most popular food blog websites.

I called some lady a cunt on my last day of work, because she was.

We got to swim with dolphins.

We moved back to the main land, California first.

Ray got to meet some of my extended family.

Tried wake boarding for the first time.

Got to ride dirk bikes again.

Moved to Austin

Where we met the Semmlers, Shane’s older brother and his family and now mine.

Kidnapped Kuya Ben’s dogs.

Found the Agave Homes and fell in love.

Ray introduced me to Marcos. He works for NASA.

Went to our first roller derby.

Spent Bachelorette week in Florida with my best bud Jack Mother Fucking Dogg with a double G.

Got married, 080808.

Got my first tattoo with my old crew from V-Town.

Traveled to New York, but just for a couple of months.

I stopped eating meat.

Met Guav Mom and the Roses and I have to tell you I’m a fan. Hope we get to see them again soon.

I got to freelanced at Jimmy Z’s, thanks to Bea.

We got to be extras in Friday Night Lights.

I almost died from pneumonia.

I met the Semmler’s, the rest of Shane’s family, and now mine as well and went to my first professional basketball game. Go Mavericks!

As you can see I love recording my life and 2008 was a year worth recording. There was a lot of cherry popping going on and I got to meet a lot of people that will be in my life for the long haul. We also moved around a lot, Hawaii, California, Austin, New York, Dallas. Things are just never boring with us. I’m looking forward to a healthy, happy and prosperous year for 2009. I know great things are to come.

Every year for the holidays Ray and I will switch off. For example, one year we’ll spend Thanksgiving with my family and Christmas with his and the following year we’ll spend Thanksgiving with his family and Christmas with mine. We timed it perfect to where Bea and Guav end up being in town too because they do the same switcheroo but only with Christmas.

Christmas in Dallas goes for several days and holds many events. Since marrying Ray I’ve seemed to have married into several other families as well and we have to manage our schedule accordingly so that we’re able to fit everyone who’s anyone in. It was the first Christmas in Dallas where Ray didn’t get to spend with his BFF Chris Miller. However we did spontaneously run into them at the Gallery Mall and ended up having lunch with them.

Shane Semmler was in town from Hawaii. Yay! I happen to miss Shane very much and have never met his parents but he use to always speak very highly of them so I was looking forward to meeting them along with the rest of his family. He was in Austin during the time I was in the hospital and paid me a visit then. After several attempts of trying to reach Shane via phone while we were in Dallas we decided to pay him a surprise visit. We got there at the perfect time because as soon as we arrived was the exact moment that they were planning on going out to eat. So of course we joined them and then went back to the Semmler’s home and watched a video his parents put together every year of the family for the family. There was even a photo of Ray and I in the video. Yay, see we are family too! We also played Rock Band where I failed miserably at singing Living On a Prayer by Bon Jovi.

The Semmler’s loved me so much they invited us to join them at what would be my first Mavericks game the very next day. It was so exciting at first, the stadium was so big, lights were flashing, and music so loud with the hot dancers shaking there ass on the court below. Yes, yes Go Mavericks!

I think Shane is a spitting image of his dad.

A little blurry because I was trying to find the right setting on my camera but here is Ray and Shane being a goof ball.

Mavericks fans.

It was a sad game at first, so sad that I was embarrassed to be a Maverick fan but then I remembered that I was at home stadium. Luckily they ended up winning in the end, not by much though, it was a close game.

The next day was the Eve of Christmas and what better day to shop and what better place than Wal*Mart. Yeah, especially when Christmas at the TalPlacido’s was going to be that night. You know I wasn’t the brains of this operation. I have two words, Kuya Ben. Bea and Ray are testing out the bikes Santa’s gonna get for Cloe and Lyric with Ben’s money. Speaking of Santa, Cloe came up to me earlier and said Santa wasn’t real. I asked her who told her that and she said I did when they were down visiting us. I did? Oh, yeah, I did, didn’t I? Let this be a lesson to all of you. Think twice before you have Aunt Doe babysit.

This is Chrismas at the TalPlacidos.

Christmas At The TalPlacido’s from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

LEGOS! He was real excited about his present.

Christmas is all about the kids, it was no different here.

Look what Santa got the rug rats.

Look What Santa Got the Lyric and Cloe from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Even Nyny got a present, and if you look in the background Papa’s got a brand new plasma.


Ny Ny We Got You A Present from Doan Chung on Vimeo.

Me and Bea. Photo by Guav Gauvin.

Christmas day was spent at Aunt Dora and her husband Todd’s home. I was a bit disappointed this year because there was no pineapple cake. I’ve been looking forward to this cake all year long and the maker of the cake happen to be sick. Sheesh, the nerve.

Aunt Dora is truly one of the nicest people I know. Every time I go over to her house she has several presents for me. She’s the type that goes Christmas shopping the day after Christmas and then every other weekend just for presents for the fuck of it so when some one comes over there will be a present for them. Look at how many presents she bought for her brother Ray alone.

Dad’s got a brand new jacket.

Nick’s got brand new money.

Aunt Dora got an angel.

Todd and I are the photographers.

Aunt Dora made sure she had several presents for everyone that arrived. Nick bought his girlfriend and his girlfriend brought her sister and she brought her boyfriend.

Uncle Ray brought his new girlfriend and her son.

Aunt Dora and Todd take time to pose for a photo.

Ray looks handsome wearing a tie.

Grandpa was there too.

The next day we went to Guav’s favorite store in Texas, Fry’s, home of anything and everything electric.

That night Ray and I toilet papered Kuya Ben’s car as payback for the last time he and Bea toilet papered our car on Random Ass Day.

Our first attempt was a failed disaster so we merely drove back to 711, bought some more toilet paper and a gallon of water and just threw wet bombs at his car. The funny thing is, no one cleaned it up the next day and they just drove off with it like that and let the wind blow it off.

Bea and Guav drove back to Austin with us in Ben’s car to help unload the washer and dryers we bought off Kuya Ben and a bunch of random other stuff we got for free. We grabbed dinner at a local Indian Vegetarian place I’ve been meaning to try out. Ray didn’t like it but it’s okay because all the non-eating meat folks did. Ray also got a ticket that night, two actually, because he was driving Kuya Ben’s car which happens to be expired on inspection and registration. The next day we headed back to Dallas ready to celebrate the New Year.

Hey the whole family is here now, it’s a gorgeous day and the weekend just started so ready or not New York here we come.

At the start of our commute, waiting for the Light Rail.

The Light Rail took us to Hoboken where we stayed a bit to strike a pose.

While others took the time to relax.

Jackie just makes me happy.

Siblings, I love that they love each other.

Bad Boys . . .

Lip gloss rocks!

The Path took us straight to Ground Zero. You can check it out through a mesh screen.

Escalator fun. Wake up Ben.

I was trying to get everyone to pose like they were in a boy band.

As soon as Ben saw the first food vendor on the street he went straight for it.

He’s in the zone.

Jackie int the Big Apple.

Steps have great potential for a photo shoots.

It’s music band cover time.

Boys waiting for the girls to finish shopping, and waiting and waiting and waiting . . .

Look, Guav’s pooping out a pole.

We ran into a art show in an open building. I absolutely love this one. Ray make me a duplicate now.

I love this one too because I have hard nipples for Barack Obama.

I believe this piece was found walking the streets but I love it just as much.

Ray loves burgers.

It’s like looking through window blinds.

Jackie is pretty.

This is where Bea got her tatts.

We make a great team, and we’re cute too. It is about the time Bea and Guav ditched us for a wedding.

Close up photo time. Me.

Jack Mother Fucking Dogg with a double G.

Kuya Ben. Kuya is Filipino means stinky big brother.

He’s even adorable when he doesn’t smile.

After sushi we went across the street to a cute little bar where they were having a two for one special.

We stayed a bit.

And had some drinks.

Usually when Ben disappears it’s because he’s on the phone with Mabel.

After drinks the three of them shared an ice-cream cone. I wanted some but I’ve been going strong with not consuming any dairy and I’m not going have a little delicious ice-cream fuck it up for me.

Ray found a sad bike on the way to Aaron and Spencer’s house so we took a photo so Guav could mourn. Um, a moment of silence please . . .

Jackie found a happy bike and she was drunk so she tried to talk me into getting inside the basket. Your tactics won’t work on me Jack, besides, I’m not drunk yet.

It’s a good thing that bike is locked to that meter, otherwise you might of had an accident.

Skipping is always so fun after a few drinks.

Ask Ben, he knows.

Ray’s pizza.

Me and Jack

Sexy people smile.

We made it to Aaron’s house. I don’t know him but he’s not very good at pushing. Aaron use to be Ray’s neighbor in Dallas. It’s a small world.

They look so intrigued.

This is Aaron and Spencer’s first photo together and now it’s on the internet for all to see. Awesome, never trust the Chinese guys. Look guys, he’s got 60 bucks.

At the bar.

Whoa, slow down Ben.

Sexy ladies should never have to pay for drinks.

Seriously Ben, what are you doing?

We’re not drunk at all, swear.

She likes kisses.

So does Ray.

After drinks we went out in search for ice-cream. We love ice-cream.

Yay! Bea’s here.

On the way home we stopped to get some delicious fries; they make great drunk food.

Good night.

What, you never seen a ninja at Bass Pro Shop before? That’s unfortunate. Actually, we were here so dad could spend the gift certificate we got him for his birthday on August 21.

Ray testing out the rocking chair. I think every time we see a rocking chair we think of Shane, yes you Shane Semmler. One of these days we’re gonna buy him one.

Having lunch with dad at Martinez.

Snake boots aren’t made out of snake skin? No, they’re so snakes don’t bite your toes off stupid. This here is pops right before we take off back home, showing off his new snake boots. Very fashionable. Like the camo color, don’t see your feet at all.