One of my favorite local sites, The Bold Italic, posted a story today about the fashion stylings of the Chinatown set in San Francisco. The author, Valerie Luu, wrote
I don’t think I am a particularly happy or sad person, but an approach I’m always trying to tweak is balancing good feelings and bad ones, and treating them equally.
If there’s a photo that should change the minds of sports fans that want to keep their precious Indian mascots, this photo of a Native-American coldly staring at a fool supporting the Cleveland Indian’s Chief Wahoo just might be it.
I know that a good chuck of the 14 of you that read this blog will be shocked and appalled by this post, but I feel strongly about this: Sarah Slocum has a really punchable face.
File under: why? I’ve always appreciated the way women compliment each other’s physical attributes without fear that their sexuality will be challenged, and if it is, they don’t care. It’s just built into the way women interact and it’s socially acceptable.
I love David Letterman. Six months in New York and I just realized that I could watch the Late Show with David Letterman live.
Influence what you can influence, Arthur. Smash that buzzer multiple times. Click it furiously by your microphone. ClickClickClickClick
India was easily the most challenging country I’ve ever visited. It was sensory overload and culturally, it was unlike any place I’ve ever experienced. One of the many cultural customs that my ex-boyfriend and I struggled with most were the non-verbal, side-to-side head nods
Gung Hay Fat Choy! Kung Hei Fat Choy! Gong Hey Fat Choy! Gong Xi Fa Cai! 恭喜发财! Happy Chinese New Year! Happy Lunar New Year! #cny