goodness, humor

Shock and awe, cerca 1940’s

Why do pin-up girls look so surprised all the time?  What the hell is happening off-camera that’s so damn shocking?  Most of the time they seem to be surprised that their dresses can catch on things and reveal more leg than they mean to.  “Oh, heavens!” they seem to say.  “However did the vacuum get caught on the hem of my pleated skirt, thereby showing off my garter straps!”  It seems to have been a problem that plagued the women of the 40’s, those poor dears.


Some of them actually smiled, though, and were awfully pretty (if anatomically impossible).

once again, Halloween is the best

Luckily, capris, clam-diggers and pedal pushers came to the rescue.

...and were apparently important enough to make it onto the cover of LIFE magazine


goodness, life

Shine brightly, hometown

I’ve already addressed how easy (and pointless) it is to complain about LA, and how much I love my hometown.  It’s a beautiful city; here’s some proof.


Snow Globe Los Angeles from All Cut Up Films on Vimeo.

goodness, humor, life


The best use of YouTube so far has to be the mass enjoyment of our species’ offspring.  Kids are ridiculous, and now, millions of people can laugh at each other’s children being themselves.

This is one of the best videos of some random kid I’ve seen to date.  I literally cried with laughter.  He steps up on a curb like it’s a stage.  Why is he yelling?  What does rock and roll have to do with anything?  This kid is the best.  I hope one of my potential future kids are like this guy: loud, confident, and unflappably optimistic.




Mythical creatures are so great.  What’s better than made-up monsters from a thousand years ago, immortalized in art that perpetuates to this day?

The komainu are mythical lion-like beasts that sit in pairs usually in front of temples in Japan (and China) to ward off bad luck and evil nonsense.

I fell in love with these guys while I was in China.  There are some huge stone animals along a walkway in Shanghai that I wanted to photograph (not enough time!).  But I managed to snag a shot with one that I became particularly fond of.



Reign of toads

A friend of mine shared a blog post about old Japanese art featuring frogs and toads, and it just charmed the pants off me.  Look how awesome the paintings of these animals are.  Why are they marching around like that?  What the hell are they doing?  Once again, all I can say is wtf, Japan?  WHY SO AWESOME.

"you'll get the hang of it later, Hank. no everytoad can do arm-dousing in their first try."

goodness, life, martial arts

Small improvements

I’ve never been one for New Year’s resolutions.  I don’t drink in excess, I don’t smoke, I’m not overweight, I’m already strengthening my foreign language skills and keeping in touch with people.  But there are small improvements that can be made every day, so that’s what I’ll do instead: no big resolution for huge change, just little adjustments to make me healthier and (hopefully) sexier.

Ballerina Friend has amazing posture. the above is me at age five, in my purple leotard and tutu. LOVED IT.

Sit the fuck up
When I was training, I was also in a choir and slept on a firmer bed.  My posture was fantastic.  It has since gotten… not so good, which is uncomfortable, lazy, unattractive, and doesn’t give the impression of confidence I’d like to trick people into thinking I have.

Stretch your shit out
I used to be more flexible, and it was awesome.  Not being able to touch my toes is just embarrassing.  So I’m going to stretch a little every day and see what happens.  Couldn’t hurt, right?

Stop eating so goddamn much
I need to stop eating when I’m full.  I don’t even realize when I’m going it; I’m so used to “clearing my plate” that it doesn’t even occur to me that I should just stop eating when the hunger goes away.  I would probably be healthier, and I would have more leftovers to snack on later when I actually am hungry.

And also I will apply to graduate school.  The end.

badness, goodness, manfolk

Boyfwend is leaving :(

He’s going back east on his annual visit back home for the winter break.  He’s leaving this afternoon, and I can’t take him to the airport because of work.

Also, Kim Jong Il died.  Good riddance.  Here’s hoping his fat son gets ousted in a coup lead by the starving masses his father managed to keep under his fat thumb.

Anyway, while people are all bummed out in NORTH Korea, SOUTH Korea is having some kind of on-going Tae Kwon Do dance party (I’m sure my invitation is in the mail).