Ok, so it’s video day. Some of my friends may not have seen this on Lantern Waste Company so I thought I’d repost it here. I can’t stop watching it. “The Easter Bunny Hates You.”
Kim has been posting some amazing pictures of her mother and father and their family on her flickr account and this particular photo of her father has had me laughing out loud all weekend. Kim’s dad, Rufino, or Jun, or ‘Uncle Lakay’ as a lot of the family calls him (which means Uncle Old Man), is a real character and one hell of a good cook. He was a chef in the US Navy and, fortunately for him, the Navy trained him to cook for large groups of people at a time so whipping up food for the barcada get-togethers is no real feat for him. He makes the best gravy I have ever had, and to watch him prepare bangus can be mesmerizing.
We thought this picture was so amazing that we decided to make a t-shirt with it on cafepress. We’d like to get all of his godchildren to buy one (which is practically everyone in the family) and show up at one of the parties with them all wearing them so we can show him how much we appreciate his hard work and dirty jokes.
I’ve never comprehended the pretense that because you share an elevator with a total stranger, you are required to make eye contact and do that goofy closed mouth half-smile to them or pretend to converse with them about shit no one ever wants to talk about. Leave me the hell alone, you wouldn’t ask me about the weather if we were walking up fucking stairs together.
“All this being said - I just don’t get it. I absolutely can not understand how a vote for McCain can be perceived as anything except a vote made out of fear of the future, possible racism or personal greed matched with a self-righteousness against those that need a leg up. If voting and paying taxes are the only two duties we have as citizens of this country I don’t see why you wouldn’t vote for the candidate that seems the most inclined to improve things for everyone (the entire nation / the world) instead of just one particular individual, yourself.” - Michael Eades