Do you wanna Fanta?

So I have been feeling like a donkeybutt lately. Not a lot of work, not a lot of money, breaking my Living like a Buckinaire rules and going out to eat a lot, missing my family (hey kap, that's you!), and just basically feeling depressed about being a rolly polly. And do I exercise? Why would I do that?

Anyway, besides trying to get in touch with my inner (white suburban oprah watching mom) hippie with Eckhart Tolle's book, I do the reverse of what he suggests and go on line to busy my mind.

Other techniques I used this weekend: Chocolate. Star Trek movies. Lying on Grass. Cut own hair. Thinking about eating. Think about exercising. Think about how cool you were before right now. Think about non-fat images of yourself. Candles. Go back on-line. Try not to think about how LittleMama's poop was not s-curved. Complain in blog.

Or watch Japanese Fanta commercials on youtube:

A note about Fanta:

• "The European Fanta Orange has orange juice (in variable percentages), whereas the US formulation does not."
• Fanta is made with: "Carbonated water, high fructose corn syrup, citric acid, sodium benzoate, modified food starch, natural and artificial flavors, sucrose acetate isobutyrate, sodium polyphosphates, coconut oil, yellow 6, brominated vegetable oil, red 40, dioctyl sodium sulfosuccinate.

I forgot I was Asian for a Sec...

So we were in a hippie world goods store (which are usually created by very well-traveled American tourists bringing back cheap touristy handmade stuff from local bizaars throughout Southeast Asia- stuff that the people there don't acutally use for themselves like really traditional wallets and oversized bags made from really traditional fabrics...trust me, my 22 year old cousin who lives there prefers her fake Gucci bag.) I saw a headband made from this traditional Southeast Asian fabric that my grandma used to wear for sarongs (as most elders do). I thought, "Well, isn't this cute! This is like a hip hobbo look or something..."

But when I looked in the mirror, I saw this:


This is what I thought I would see:



I looked like I just got off the plane directly from the rice paddies...

And a little like my grandma...

Of course HungryHusband laughs at me like a hyena. He is white. And has been to the rice paddy fields where my ancestors really did pick rice...actually it wasn't that long ago...my grandma was a rice paddy lady.

Asians inspiring Asians to VOTE (but if you're not asian, you should vote anyway)

Have you seen Rock the Vote commercials and campaigns utilizing celebrities like P.Diddy to tell young kids to vote? This video is asian-centered. It uses very useful asian stereotypes like martial arts to empower young asian-americans to vote. Because the first thing I think of when I think of empowering myself is karate, swords, kicking boards apart with my bare feeet...They really should have just used a geisha in a glass box and the only way to get out was to eat a burger with the inscriptions of "vote" on it...(just as lame??)

Anyway, targeting just the asian-american population is some unusual stuff, so I thought I 'd show it here. I found this from a blog I found called "Angry Asian Man." Right down my alley...too bad he doesn't have bi-racial kids...we could have had a little tea party...

I bring the voting issue up because McCain is supposedly leading Obama by 4% and this depresses me... This is a whole other topic. Baby is crying so I will excuse myself now...