Single Asians

Earlier, my friend posted this video on facbeook. A lot of people find it funny, including me, because some of the claims theses girls make are just hilarious and it's a fun piece of work. Yet it's obvious that there are a lot of problems with the stereotypes portrayed in the video, partly because of certain "exotic" fetishes and partly because a large majority give in to these colonial-patriarchal ideas.

All in all, its funny and I thought I'd share with you all the stories of my people.

Love your body, then torture it!

Last week, I gave you the chance to express your love for the different parts of your body. 18 of you indulged in the ego trip and I thank you for that!

44% of you really really like your hands. I have to ask 'huh?' - what is about your hands? I must not have very nice hands, cuz nobody's ever really focused on them. My bro laughs at my skinny fingers, but that's about it. I once knew a girl who had dwarf hands, her pinky was the size of my 2nd toe. Though, I do have finger toes...those creep people out.

Speaking of feet, only one person really likes their feet for 5% of the vote. Which is understandable, I know so many people who hate their feet. I don't really have a problem with feet. I hate socks, so I say let your freak feet fly.

The 2nd highest total in vanity land was the face, 33% of you think your whole face is your best feature. Which I think is important, if you don't like your face...then it's hard to get through the day. Unless your partial to scarves or hoodies to try and hide it. Or just good at make-up. Haha...I've recently discovered that boys are using foundation to hide their blemishes...oh silly boys and their drive towards perfection.

11% of you were into your nose, lips, legs, ass, genitalia, and arms. I like a little nose, like a cute little button. I don't notice lips all that much, unless a girl is wearing a really strong colour. Legs, I can definitely appreciate. Chicken legs are cute and fun to laugh at...but a little meat is nice. Ass, work that ass...yah, I can def. appreciate the ass. Genitalia is always an interesting one. Cuz like you don't see what someone looks like unless they post a pic or you get naked with them. So it's always one of those mysteries and even then...if it's dark...you may not see it so well. Nice biceps are key and triceps that don't flap in the wind. :)

Our other 2nd top total with 33% are the eyes. Ppl really notice my eyes, I don't notice others' eyes. Well I notice them, if I can't see them. Cuz I'm all about the eyes being a window into the soul.

Alritey now that we've loved our bodies, how do you torture yours?? By torture, I mean what fast food junk do you allow into it? Why do I ask? Yesterday, I went to visit my grandma and pre-hospital trip, I had Wendy's (chicken go wrap with fries and iced tea) and then post-trip, I had swiss chalet (quarter chicken white w/ salad and iced tea). By the time, I got home my face felt like all the oil wanted to just burst out of it. Soooooooo in the last month, where have you dined in the effort to destroy your body? :)

Vote on the poll on the right!!!

Am I suppose to twit now?

I'm always behind the times with all these IM/profiles/social networking type things. I was IRC-ing, when it was time to hit gay.com. I was on ICQ, when people had switched over to MSN. Now I'm facebooking, when I'm supposed to be twittering. Honestly, I just don't understand any of it.

Back when I was IRC-ing, it was an outlet to talk to other queers and find ppl to cam with...oh them were the days. Gay.com was never as exciting as everybody wanted a picture and I'd just rather not be judged on my looks. Fall for my wit and then you can see if I look like a git. :P

I would say 2 years ago, I was finally convinced to get on myspace. It was the thing to do, EVERYBODY was doing it. It was super super cool. For artistic reasons (i.e. expand the fanbase and promote stuff), I joined up, I got a few myspace friends and then the whole thing died out. It was when facebook was becoming super popular and everybody switched onto that.

Facebook was soooo cool, you could find all your friends that you long had lost touch with. Which I never understand, if I lost touch with you...it's cuz I don't like you. Otherwise, I'd track your ass down. You can have network of friends and add their friends and invite people to events and blah blah. I didn't get this one either. Yet again for artistic purposes, I signed up and now have over 100 'friends.'

Now comes along this twitter, which from what I understand is simply telling people what you're up to. So I take a shit, I twit that and then everybody knows. I fuck, I twit that and then everybody knows. I decide to twit, so I twit that and everybody knows. :) I just don't understand it. I don't want to know anybody's every move of the day. If something exciting is in their life, they can let me know.

For now, I'm sticking with my trusty msn...it's ol' school, but I like it.

Here's a quickie...

I got a little teary eyed watching this trailer. I can't wait till this comes out.

Who else misses their childhood? (is that a loaded question?)

Get that dick off my roof!!!

I was and always am a good little lad, so I can't imagine drawing a GIANT DICK on my parent's house. Let alone drawing a giant dick on my parents' MILLION dollar home.

Though I think I would've drawn something a bit more impressive. Look at those testicles, they're so tiny, thou well shaved. I'm guessing this one's cut, though there's a big slit down the top of the head and that can't be comfortable whatsoever.


Growing up, I was always the timid middle child that never got into much trouble. I beat my lil' bro good, mouthed off a lot, but that was about it. I don't recall vandalizing anything, beside my school binders/agenda (I loved to doodle). I was bound to violent outbursts when I got in trouble, but that involved stomping up the stairs, slamming the door and then destroying my room. Which was stupid, cuz then I'd have to clean it all up.

What's the worst thing that you ever did to your parents as a kid (you know, besides being born)?

Tuesday Taco Nights!!!

I was at the grocery store this afternoon, when I walked down the snacks aisle and saw what's been missing from my new apartment these last few months - a taco kit. I have a long history with taco kits dating back to when I first moved away from home seven years ago. My gal pal and I lived in a house, she had the basement and I had the main floor, it was rockin' good times. :P

Often, we'd celebrate Tuesdays with Taco Nights. It was quite the event. One would buy the kit, the other the meat. One would bring the cheese, the other the green pepper. Oh and of course, there was beer! Depending on which floor we were on, that person was in charge of grilling the beef and the other for prepping all the ingredients.

The challenge was that between the 2 of us, we would have to finish the whole kit and usually at least a big bottle of wine or like 5 beers a piece.

Taco Night wasn't complete without a jump onto the dance floor (aka kitchen floor), watching some t.v., and then usually passing out from being boozed out around 9pm.

I've continued the taco night tradition with future partners/roomies and it's always a good time. Though, I haven't had one in such a long time...so that's your cue to indulge in one with me. :)

What are some 'themed' nights that you enjoy having?

Is that a stain? No, it's a signature Crawford mole!

As evident by my jeans, t-shirt, and hoodie combo that I've been sporting for over 10 years, I don't follow fashion. Yet, I used to pay some attention to fashion models. I'm pretty sure that Cindy Crawford's been away from the spotlight for some time.

While watching tv, I came across a commercial of her whoring out for The Brick. Only to discover that she's whoring out her own signature furniture line...at The Brick. Don't believe me? Check out this link for a video to the shiteous commercial that they've made.

Yep, you can now bring Cindy Crawford home, except it's not blow up or in cut out form. You can lie down on her, curl up with her, sit on her, but that's about it. I'm all for celebrity gimmicks, but really? When I think upholestery, I don't think about models. It's like if Martha Stewart started designing personality pills, I'll pick up some towels from her...but would you really want to act like her?

I guess if Jessica Simpson can design edible body frosting to lick off your partner, then Cindy should be allowed to pretend like she can craft together a love seat.

My only concern is how do I explain her need to mark each product with her signature mole to friends?

You: Oh what a lovely party, it's a shame somebody went and stained your brand new couch.
Me: Stain? What the fuck?
You: Well you know, that nasty brown smudge on the side.
Me: Oh you, that's a signature Crawford mole!
You: The bitch makes furniture?
Me: And it's exclusively available at The Brick and the brick.com *winks*