Blog of Magic Cheese

I've been in a feminine type of mood lately, so I've been trying to buy a few skirts and pretty shirts I can wear now that it's spring time and merely freezing cold and tumultuously windy in beautiful San Francisco.

As I don't see myself ever making the type of income where I can cheerfully drop $200-$600 on a single article of clothing, and because I often suffer from the dreaded "walk into a store and hate everything in season, walk back out and resent the 5 minutes of my life I'll never get back" syndrome, I have turned to that great flea market to us all, eBay.

eBay is fascinating in that it's one of the few sites on the net that never really changed. If you want to see what ugly personal websites looked like in 1995, you can find them a-plenty on eBay.

Unfortunately this also means that those hideous habits that you saw when the internet was new and shiny are also still in abundance. "L@@K STUNNING GORGOUS CLOTHING COVRD IN SEQUENCE IN ALL CAPS *WHISTLES*" titles abound, making me wish for that ability to call down a rain of white hot meteor fire from the heavens upon the auctioneer to cleanse the earth.

Also, having sold something on eBay once, I can tell you there's a character limit to what you can put in that little blurb about your item. I have no idea how people have found room to put their entire horrible life stories in there, but there you have them, "cheating husband" auctions where all items are going to support a woman and her autistic children because she was just left with no child support by her husband who ran off with another woman, or "support my handicapped spouse and children" auctions by a woman who needs to care for her crippled and bedridden family 24 hours a day. I don't know how you fit those stories in there folks, but now I feel terrible, simply terrible that your item is not in my size.

I was an extra in a movie! Pictures taken with an awesome expensive lens can be seen here. Mostly my part was standing, staring, and punching. Exciting! (Li Jing and the other ladies in the army were awesome.)

We shot in the sun for several hours, so now my face is tan. Unfortunately it was too blasted cold for me to expose any other part of my body, so the color ends there.

Somewhat off topic, stereotypes say that Asians are polite and more well-mannered than their Western counterparts, but ethnically, which group of friends do you figure never batted an eye at me being sensitive to spicy foods and which group was like, "HAHAHA you can't eat spicy foods?! You wimp! Now we can't take you any place fun!" that had me drinking hot chili oil inside of a year? Which group do you figure said, "Haha, awesome!" when I uploaded the best photo of me evar, 'Guns!' and which group do you think was all, "Dude, you need a fuckin' tan."

Yeah, I thought so. :D

I hope it warms up this week. I am San Francisco complexioned. )=

Demoing at the benefit for Sichuan earthquake victims: definitely a good cause.

Speeches given during the benefit for Sichuan earthquake victims: more than mildly annoying.

The Chinese consulate and some of the other organizers kept making references to the 'unity of the Chinese people' here in America and their generosity and support of their countrymen.

I'm Asian, so okay, mistaking me for Chinese is understandable. However, there were white people aplenty in the demonstration, and entire group of black/Latino Capoeira artists, and very obviously non-Chinese people out in the audience. How about not ignoring them entirely? If a person with no ancestral ties to China donated to come and perform and benefit people out of fellow human feeling, does that not deserve some kind of shout-out? How about not excluding those people systematically in every one of your long, boring speeches? What fucking country do you think you're in? (Hint: it's not Minichina.) Man, talk about reinforcing the negative stereotypes, guys. Yo quiero my soul back.