Archive for December, 2006
The Mind of the Married Mickey
1. Hot trumps baduy (case in point, Christina Aguilera). As in, “I don’t care how baduy you are. If you’re hot, all is forgiven.”
2. Stupid trumps hot (case in point, Jessica Alba). As in, “I don’t care if you’re hot, if I have to explain things to you I’m not sticking around.”
3. Hassle trumps everything (Mickey’s motto: “Dehin na, hassle pa”). As in “If it’s a hassle, dehin na.”
Merry Christmas, everyone! And have a hassle-free New Year!
A Grain of Salt Goes a Long Way
This week’s Economist has an interesting cover story called “Why Ethical Food Harms the Planet,” which should be required reading for everybody who thinks places like ThreeSixty Organic Grocery (”making the world better one bite at a time”) are a good idea. “Can you really change the world just by buying certain foods,” the article asks. Yes, but you’re changing it for the worse.
2 commentsMaya and Edith’s Excellent Adventures
I just love my new BFF. We go everywhere together!
We had lunch together in Soho last last Saturday. The day after, we headed over to Tsim Sha Tsui
Because it’s a good day to be a Yaminion
All the good stuff in one handy post. We love Rickey!
2 commentsA little self-knowledge goes a long way
Mickey bumps foot against something. Girlish scream emanates from his general direction.
Mickey: Wow, I scream like a girl. If I ever get tortured to death and the guys who did it try to make you feel worse by telling you, “When he died, he screamed like a woman,” you can tell them, “That sounds about right.”
Maya: That’s pretty sad.
No commentsThe Grumpus birthday post
When I first met Grumpus, it was about a week and a half before his 31st birthday. I guess I must have thought he was cute because I left him a voicemail - or maybe a text message - right around midnight, which turned out to be his first birthday greeting. I guess he thought I was cute too because he’d asked me to be his birthday dinner date about a week before. After dinner we headed over to a joint birthday party on someone’s apartment rooftop, and I drank too much red wine too fast and ended up throwing up in the flower pots. Grumpus - or Mickey, as I knew him then - sweetly left his party and took me home in a cab. That might have been our first date.
1 commentFrom the “WTF” Department
So-called “Friends of the Earth” are trying to frighten African governments into refusing shipments of rice from the United States. No friends of hungry Africans, these morons. Read all about it here.
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