YouTube profile parody?

I ran across this YouTube profile tonight, and I'm fairly certain it's a parody. A hilarious parody:

http://www.youtube.com/user/Wanda4DecentValues

What makes me think that is because there's another one that's either made by the same people, or is a copycat:

http://www.youtube.com/user/Debbie4Morels

And then there are people on this site who seem to be unsure if the first one is a parody or not... I wanted to register and post the second link to them and expound my thoughts about all this being this great parody, but hotmail seems to be down (and I don't like registering for random forums with my gmail account).

The problem with plucking your eyebrows...

...is that when you're carrying a very heavy glass tank home in 95 degree, 99% humidity weather and you're dripping sweat, and you can't spare your hands to wipe the sweat away, your plucked eyebrows become the last line of defense against the dripping sweat and your eyes. And you'd just killed half of your own soldiers.

Oh my god, are you 5?

Soupe is in need of a new home. The little aquarium tank I bought for him is way to small, and he has no room to swim, not to mention that his only perch is a Campbell soup can. So, I found a pet store in the Ma On Shan Plaza, near my dad's place. No idea where in the plaza it is though. Whatever, it can't be that big, right? I head off, and upon entering the store, probably looked disoriented, and stood for a while trying to determine the best plan of action to find this pet store. All of a sudden, I felt a puff of air on my arm and looked to my side, where a woman was RIGHT there next to me (I either stepped into her path, or she stepped into mine), who had huffed air onto my arm in a fit of annoyance or something. She must have been at least 30 or 40, so I don't know what vehemence or venom I incurred, because then she KICKED ME IN THE SHIN! Rather hard too, I might add.

If it wasn't so ridiculously absurd and unexpected, I probably would have taken it up with her, loudly and with articulated emphasis that what she did was just not cool. Instead, I had Sunset Boulevard pumping through my headset and was bent on making sure Soupe didn't die before the week was out, and really, the entire situation, and her absolute immaturity and impropriety made the entire situation laughable. It became a "WTF, mate?" situation.

WTF, mate? Do you walk your kids to school with that foot?

Touristy Hong Kong

I know, I know. I've been awful at blogging since starting to travel this summer.

I've been in Hong Kong the last three days with Tanya. She has pictures and a list of stuff we did on her blog...just looking at that list makes me exhausted. No wonder I passed out early last night.

We can't believe we're actually here together in Hong Kong though. A mere month ago, we realized we would be in Asia around the same time and were like, "Wouldn't it be cool if we met up for a few days?" And Tanya (mostly Tanya) made it happen, with only a couple emails and two skype calls. Tanya's on her way to Cambodia today.

Such a change from Paris. In Paris, other than the Montparnasse tower, nothing is built over 6 floors. Hong Kong just builds up. Definitely has that modern big city feel. Not quite New York - I'm not sure I can describe it yet. Maybe it's been the places we've gone to, but I feel like I'm in the middle of Times Square all the time. Especially Nathan Rd. Which I'm starting to loathe...possibly because we walked up and down it like, 5 times yesterday.

We went to Lantau to see the giant Buddha and the monastery yesterday. Right as the tram pulled up to the little Village up there, it started POURING. It was like God was turning on and off the faucet up there. It would pour for a few seconds, then STOP. Then POUR again, then STOP. Much like how we shower here at my dad's. The shower has a tendency to flood, so in order to minimize that, we turn on and off the shower as needed. But anyway. We got DRENCHED. Sort of like how one would get drenched if one were to shower with one's clothes on.

Just got back from a dip in the ocean. My dad lives 5 minutes from the ocean, and the water's really nice, especially when it's crazy hot out, like it's been recently.

I've also, thanks to Teresa, found out that there are many old friends here in HK. I think there might be some reunions and lots of catching up to do. :)

NYTimes: Michael, a Foreign Affair

From The New York Times:

OP-ED COLUMNIST: Michael, a Foreign Affair

By GAIL COLLINS

While America mourned and the media circled, the House Foreign Affairs Committee was weighing in on a 1,500-word resolution in Michael Jackson's honor....

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/07/09/opinion/09collins.html

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Happy Birthday, Lady

July 4th isn't just Independence Day for me - it's also Lady's birthday. Lady was my first dog - she grew up with me, and better-tempered dog you won't find. She would have been 20 today.

Grace hasn't been feeling well, so I went and got her some noodles from our local Asian market (where they speak French and Chinese, so I'm good there). On the way back, I came across a cocker spaniel being led by a little girl who can't be much younger than I was when we first got Lady. The cocker spaniel was the spitting image of Lady, right down to the shagginess (we gave her a haircut only when absolutely necessary...and in the summer).

As I rounded the corner, following them (not intentionally and not in a creepy way - they were just headed in the same directly), the dog suddenly turned her head and, upon seeing me, and barked, as if she recognized me, and strained on her leash. The little girl tugged her in another direction, and away they went. But sentimentally, and probably a little foolishly, I can't help but wonder if that's Lady's way of telling me, nearly a decade after she died, that she's ok.

Happy Birthday.

More thoughts on cell phones

Have you noticed, even though we have cell phones so we can be reached wherever we are, the chances of someone ACTUALLY picking up a call they're not expecting is incredibly slim? We're communicating via voice messages now.