February 2010
15 posts
January 2010
16 posts
invincible teens
A team of well-dressed, teenage boys—the kind of boys who save the day AND get the girls—competed on the quiz show today. Walking past them was like showering in a steady stream of Axe body wash, but I doubt their hygiene habits had the intended effect.
Anarchy in the PRC →
The summer of 2006 was a lot like this.
Today at Dim Sum
(in Chinese)
Turnip cake lady: where did the boy with the check go?
Irene: He went over there to get fried sesame balls
Turnip cake lady: (visibly angry, even to the non-Chinese speakers) Why does he have to go finding his own turnip balls?!
Only funny in translation?
Simultaneous thoughts
Yet another fashion blogger has begun following my tumblr, which is inexplicable except that she appears to be related chictopia, who also follows my blog for reasons unknown.
Two past incidents come to mind:
First: When I was single for the first time in college, an extremely well-dressed recent alumnus approached me at dinner and asked “Can I buy you a drink?” Having had no...
An early start
Johnny F: i set this girl's hair on fire in church when i was a little kid. tonight, she's making her debut appearance on the season premier of the bachelor on ABC! check Tenly out out here: http://www.abc.go.com/shows/the-bachelor/bachelorette-announcement/ThemeGallery/358254 and tune in tonight at 8pm! this is for real lol.
My favorite television series is coming back →
this Sunday, and I am so excited! If you’ve never seen “Chuck,” get caught up so we can talk about it!
“Piskorski examined weblogs of social networking sites (not LinkedIn) to see what...”
– Working Knowledge, a Harvard Business School Blog
Apparently this person follows my blog →
and I find it totally confusing. I can’t imagine that anything I do would be marginally interesting to a fashion blogger. Then again, I’m interested in her stuff too!
Welcome to New England
Today in the subway station, I offered an older woman with a cane (perhaps 2 canes!) my seat on a crowded bench, and she turned to me and started yelling, “I’m a grown woman and I can find a seat on my own! How dare you treat me like that!”
The man sitting next to me turned to me and said, “Don’t worry. She’s just some crazy lady.” The woman with the...
I should have brought my recorder home
I'll preface this by saying that my mother is a tailor. She's also prude, vaguely racist, and firmly believes that weighing more than 110 pounds is unacceptable. A 6-foot-tall, heavy-set black woman came into my mother's shop during busy hours the other day....
customer: I want you to cut a hole in the crotch of this leotard
mom: why do you need a hole in the crotch?
customer: So I don't have to take it off when I go to the bathroom!
mom: well... you'll have to take off your underwear anyway.
customer: I don't wear underwear!
mom: well... have you washed it? I can't work on something that hasn't been washed.
customer: (probably angrily) WHAT KIND OF WOMAN DO YOU THINK I AM? DO YOU REALLY THINK I WOULD BRING IN A LEOTARD THAT HADN'T BEEN WASHED?
This story that takes me about 2 minutes to retell took my mother 45 minutes to tell because it is rich with detail and personality. I feel that to not offer it in mp3 format is to cheat you, dear reader, and for that, I am sorry.
“Cecilia says that on New Years Eve, she and her family run around the outside of...”
– my mom on her Peruvian employee
According to a short piece in today’s NYT, in some parts of Latin America, wearing yellow underwear on New Year’s Eve signifies a wish for wealth in the coming year.
Today I am 8-years-old again, devouring a book under a mountain of blankets while a fine, talcum dust of snow falls outside. It is a glorious kind of day that happens so rarely now that I have responsibilities—financial, social, and otherwise. I have no intentions of leaving my room except to attend to very necessary things!
Looking back on Y2K
10 years, I spent New Year’s Eve away from my parents for the first time. It was a momentous occasion—my friend Hannah was allowed to hang out for the first time since she accidentally set her garage on fire in early November. We were ready to party!
One girl teased our friend Kim because her mother bought 18 gallons of bottled water, which she set neatly in rows at the bottom of...
