Video of the Week

I was watching the House M.D. marathon on USA network via Comcast cable. During the commercial break, this showed up which sparked conversation among us.



Which led to the discovery of this commercial.



I don't think there is a male equivalent question for that. Maybe if a son asked his father if he uses a certain type of after-shave....?

Update

Dear Valued Readers,

I apologize that I haven't updated in such a long time. As soon as school ended I had to drop the laptop at Circuit City to fix the fan and a cracked screen. After a week of analysis, the fan is under warranty but the screen is not. And I washed my phone in the laundry so I have been without outside contact for about 10 days. But I realize that I needed that time to unwind and use the time wisely by thinking about future blog post materials.

I just saw the "Bowflex" commercial where the guy goes, "I gave all my fat clothes to my fat friends." Obviously the Bowflex doesn't shape up one's personality. A friend like that is about was worthless as a stock of Lehman Brothers. The friendship probably already suffered when the fat friends group became defunct, but the guy who left the group publicly calls out the friends who used to console him with gallon tubs of Ben & Jerry's whenever he felt blue. Ouch.

This Christmas season and the recession made me wonder if it had affected Santa and his elves. Obviously, Santa has a lot of elves employed and I'm sure with little bones, they are more prone to injury than normal sized people which means hiring a lot more of those Aflac geese to fill in for the employees. I think Santa probably eased the fiscal strains by relieving Frosty the Snowman and using his eyes and nose to help tackle the rising cost of heat and food, respectably. Also, in order to minimize the amount of presents, Santa probably loosened the standards of the “Naughty or Nice” list to include all individuals who fast-forward through commercials on their TiVo, who make any lane changes on the road without using the signals, and anyone who has ever danced to a Britney Spears CD. That would explain my haul this year, a pair of gloves that don't have the finger tips which will come in handy when the recession forces me to become a hobo. The gloves will keep my hands warm while I rummage through the garbage for food.

A couple more days until 2009; If anyone wanted to know it's going to be the year of the Ox.

Sincerely,
Me

Things I wanted to be by age

Here's a list of things I wanted to be while growing up by age.

Age 4: A turtle
Age 5: A mutant
Age 6: A ninja
Age 7: A teenager
Age 8: A Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle
Age 9: A Power Ranger
Age 10: A Pokemon Master
Age 11: Husband to Rachel Hogan (girl who sat in front of me on the bus)
Age 12: New England Patriots QB; I thought I could be better than Drew Bledsoe, and according to NFL Blitz, I was.
Age 13: A video game tester
Age 14: A good dancer
Age 15: Anything but a freshman
Age 16: 18 years-old so I could vote for John Kerry
Age 17: A father so I could show my kids how annoying it is to have a curfew
Age 18: That guy in college who plays guitar that all the girls fall for
Age 19: A doctor who was also a starting pitcher for the Red Sox
Age 20: 10 years old

Welcome Letter

To my valued readers, who from now on shall be described by me as “people who should be doing something productive/looking for porn but somehow landed to this blog due to their unreliable browsers”, welcome to my blog. Now some of you may ask why I even bothered to make a blog because a blog is much like a diary that is open to the entire world to read; and by entire world, I mean those who can afford internet and have a couple of minutes to spare. Now many teenage girls will tell you that a diary is not something you share or leak for others to see. I learned that the hard way after getting my sister angry by reading her diary which subsequently led to her making several Xeroxes of my diary and passing them out at school. Middle school wasn’t already so fun with my voice cracking and it only got worse with my classmates giving me an extra hard time after they had learned of my irrational fear of troll dolls and emasculating weakness to tickling.

As I started out this blog, I knew my competition would be fierce because there are tons of blogs out there that offer so much to the readers such as a blog dedicated to Life at the intersection of culture, theology, and romance to a blog that is “All About Singapore Taxis”. Both don’t offer me any sort of useful information but blogs aren’t about self-indulgence; it’s all about giving to others. I’m sure people don’t write about how demeaning their jobs are because they just need an outlet. They know that there is someone out there who craves that certain information. So I had to think on how to attract people to my blog. I knew I had to offer something here that would cause some sort of “spark” within the reader. Sadly, my blog only serves as something for me to do when I’m not studying, eating, sleeping, socializing with people so I can someday torture them for favors, looking at the mirror while asking God why he gave me such high cheek bones, or doing something that would make my mother say “You’re a grown man. For the love of St. Peter, stop embarrassing me.”

So my blog may not seem as well-thought or entertaining as others. And as described by my 11^th grade English teacher, I have a tendency to babble on and on without getting anywhere. I really want to fix that because no one wants to read something that’s very lengthy, only to reach the end and realize that it was an incessant babble about absolutely nothing.

*Hong-Bin, distant cousin of the New England Patriots great Tom Brady, is the honorary professor of Cosmetology at the University of North Carolina-Chapel Hill and has been a guest on distinguished programs such as Oprah Winfrey Show and the Tyra Banks Show.

*could be true but most likely not. And by most likely I mean not at all

Reader Mailbag

Welcome to the first ever mailbag! Wow, the blog has been up only a short time and I already have some e-mails from readers, so I thought I'd take some time to answer a few. Once a year I'll answer reader-submitted questions with a little wit, humor, and probably some spelling mistakes. So let's get started!

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Hong,

Can you pick your sister up from the airport before coming home on Friday?

Love,

Mom

Dear Valued Reader,

Sure.

Sincerely,

Hong

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Well that's all the emails I have! Hope you enjoyed my first mailbag, and be sure to submit your questions to be included in next year's edition!

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