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Angry Asian Man and I sat down recently for a blogger-to-blogger pow-wow on his newly-launched podcast, Sound and Fury. In this ep, we talk about how DISGRASIAN came into being and where it’s going, what’s cool and what sucks about blogging about our people, and how judge-y Asians are in general. We even revisit a beef Diana and I once had with an Asian American celebrity. Which one, you ask? And about what? Find out here.
One day, Jen and Diana are going to be awesome bridesmaids in my Avatar-themed wedding. And, yes, they’re totally wearing those weird sex-tentacle thingies. [BWE]
Speaking of tentacles…Designer Kaylene Kau’s made a prosthetic tentacle that is awesome–and just a little scary. [Gizmodo]
Shanghai surprise, surprise. Students in Shanghai did, like, waaaaaaay better, on an international standardized test than their US and European counterparts. [NYT]
Mo’ Manny, Mo’ Problems! Manny Pacquiao is being sued by former business partners for a record deal that went bust. [TMZ]
Filipino fashion blogger Bryan Boy pulls in more than $100k per year from his site. Clearly I’m writing about the wrong subject matter. [NYM]
Talk about your high-class problems: Lucy Liu‘s new TV movie, “Marry Me,” is about a social worker who has to choose among three suitors. It airs Sunday and Monday nights on Lifetime. [Zap2it - thanks, Jen!]
Chinese activist, author, and Nobel Peace Prize winner Liu Xiaobo is still in prison, so his medal and citation were placed on an empty chair at today’s prize ceremony in Oslo. HuffPo’s already compared the empty chair to a Passover seder’s chair for Elijah, the prophet “who appears in times of trouble to bring promise of relief, to lift downcast spirits, and to plant hope in the hearts of the downtrodden.” [NYT]
Filed under: Avatar wedding, Bloggers, Bryan Boy, Chinese Students, Confucius Prize, Kaylene Kau, Lifetime, Lifetime Movies, Lucy Liu, Manny Pacquiao, Marry Me, mo manny mo problems, Nobel Peace Prize, Nobel Peace Prize Winner Liu Xiaobo, Prosthetics, Standardized Testing, tentacle arm
Name: Phil Yu, aka Angry Asian Man
Hails from: NoCal
Occupation: Blogger, Community Leader, Full-Time Mensch
Why He’s a Babe: Our friend Phil is on the cover of this month’s KoreAm Journal lookin’ hella hawt. His scruffy good looks aside, however, it’s what Phil reveals in the the accompanying Q & A–conducted by our other pal, Jeff Yang, in what is probably Phil’s most candid interview to date–that explains why everyone crushes on Angry Asian Man. Dude’s a total rock star–we’ve spoken at packed conferences where people line up just to get a whiff of his Angry Asian Man Essence–yet he couldn’t be more humble, self-effacing, and dedicated to his readers, his community, and the things he writes about.
But the KoreAm interview also reveals some bad news for all of us AAM groupies: Continue reading BABEWATCH: Phil Yu, aka Angry Asian Man
For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to write a book. At age three, in cursive on construction paper, I wrote tables of contents for imaginary novel chapters. From fifth to eighth grade, I created dozens of terrible young adult fiction book outlines that inspired too-long scribbled “Chapter Ones” in loose leaf notebooks. During high school, I attempted to write poetry collections about my non-existent love life and glamorized ideals of solitude. In college, I would study in the University library and take my breaks strolling through my favorite aisles–particularly the 20th century non-fiction texts, running my fingers over the books’ textured spines and gazing with love over the letters that spelled out titles and author names horizontally, like vertebrae.
As a grown-up writer, I think differently about the idea of publishing a book. I would still love to write one (perhaps with Jen, who is a far better scribe than I), but I now unfortunately know all the other stuff that goes along with the endeavor: book proposals and agents and publishers and politics and big-selling Christmas seasons and the word “niche” and writing from the inside and redundancy and timeliness and nervous breakdowns and writer’s block and what-about-my-other-projects and maybe-I-just-can’t-fucking-do-this and wouldn’t-it-just-be-easier–and-faster-to-have-our-twitterfeed-optioned-as-a-lame-William-Shatner-sitcom. I mean, hell, real writers are miserable for a reason.
Whenever somebody I know publishes a book, particularly a second or third (God help me if I ever befriend Mr. Chopra), my chest heaves a little. I’m jealous. I’m really, really jealous. I’m obviously proud and happy for them, I probably love their book and can’t wait to get my copy signed–but I’m also cringing inside, mad at myself for not realizing such an important dream, even though I arguably write thousands of words every week. Bloggers publish words on a virtual page that isn’t really a page; it doesn’t smell of ink and paper, you can’t dogear it, you can’t lend it to a friend and ask for it back. There’s just something about a book.
When I see something like this:
Continue reading A Literary Situation
Name: Hunson Nguyen
Hails from: Ptown
Occupation: Graphic designer, Tumblr theme creator, blogger, Portland State University student
Why He’s A Babe: Sure, he’s athletic–a former competitive swimmer. And he loves cute things. He’s a crunchy, friendly, proud Pacific Northwesterner. And he’s got the coolest last name this side of Wang.
This guy manages not one blog, not two blogs–and nope, not just three blogs. Oh, I’m sorry, did I just type “just three blogs?” I meant, “HOW THE HELL DOES THIS GUY GO TO SCHOOL AND SOCIAL NETWORK AND SPEND TIME OUTDOORS BEING ALL OREGONY AND SIMULTANEOUSLY RUN MULTIPLE TUMBLR BLOGS WHEN I ALMOST HAVE A WEEKLY MELTDOWN JUST TRYING TO KEEP ONE FRICKIN’ BLOG UP AND RUNNING, AND I HAVE A PARTNER!??”
I don’t know, but something about the new millennium has made “multitasking” one of man’s most attractive qualities. Hunson is quite the multitasker.
Filed under: Bloggers, Cool Kids, Cute Things, Cutie Patooties, Diana has Vietnamese Pride, Happiness Is A Warm Hunson, Hunson Nguyen, Multitasking, Nguyens Rule, Oregon, Oregoniasians, PNW, Portland, PSU, Students, Swimmers, Tumblr
We’ll be away from our desks the month of August, carrying on with the non-bloggy aspects of our lives, watching mindless movie blockbusters, and indulging in summery drinks made with generous pours of bourbon. During this month, we’ll be linking each day to a different website that we ♥. Hopefully you’ll discover something delightful and new while we’re gone. If not, you are a serious Captain Crankypants and are probably in dire need of a summery drink made with a generous pour of bourbon.
‘Til September, lovelies.
Mark Lisanti is the funniest man on the Internet.
Now before you say, “But what about Gwyneth? He’s a fuckin’ gas!” let me just tell you that I’ve been making this declaration repeatedly since 2004, when I discovered Lisanti’s little H-wood insider blog Defamer (after carrying the site to Gawker-fueled ubiquity, he left his founding editor post in ’08). I blurted the words to him at a poorly-attended cocktail party at Sundance ’06, after an hour of awkwardly hanging out in wait for Robin Tunney’s arrival, when his buddy casually dropped his name and I lost my shit faster than a rookie chili-eating contestant. I say it snarkily at parties, when I realize he’s funnier in HTML than in person (ZING, sucka! I kid, I kid). I grumble it to the sky ever single time the guy outfunnies me on a Facebook wall (this happens more frequently than you would think). And I sighed it aloud yesterday, when I read about his new gig as Deputy Editor of Yahoo! Entertainment Blogs via Business Insider (who I must applaud for choosing a most distinguished photo of the lad to compliment his success).
Super funny people are typically the worst folks in the world to be friends with. For one, the odds of them being totally crazy/depressed/derelict/perverse is about 100%. And two, they spend most of their time with you either being spitefully unfunny (they are, after all, “off the clock”) or proving, at all times, how much more twisted, quick-draw and sharp they are than everybody else. But the thing is, Lisanti doesn’t have to be cementing sticky celebrity nicknames or befriending Tawny Kitaen to make you laugh. He just makes you laugh. I often wonder if he even has to try to be funny, because gentle–but memorable–humor seems to seep out of his pores like joy from a unicorn’s eyes. He is Continue reading DISGRASIAN’s Summer Reading: Lisanti Quarterly
Filed under: Bloggers, Defamer, Editors, Entertainment Blogs, Friends are Nice, Funny Men, Funny People, Gawker, Hollywood, Jersey Shore, Losing Your Shit, Mark Lisanti, Robin Tunney, Sundance, Tawny Kitaen, Writers, Yahoo
A few things we love about Arianna:
* She smells so good. She has the aroma of cleanliness and cashmere and a womanly, floral perfume not muddled by overbearing yucky stuff, like musk.
* She publishes DISGRASIAN on HuffPo!
* We love lady writers. And bloggers.
* She has turned self-reinvention into an art form.
* She works hard for the money.
* She publishes DISGRASIAN on HuffPo!
* She throws a great dinner party.
* OH, and that yummy accent. We love it, we love it!
* She publishes DISGRASIAN on HuffPo!
Filed under: Arianna Huffington, Awesomeness, Better With Age, Birthdays, Bloggers, Boss Bosses, Cashmere, Hair that Smells Like Scalp, Honorasians, Hot Bloggers, HuffPo, Influentials, Powerful Women, Reinvention, The Huffington Post
Name: Freddie Wong
Hails from: LA (via Seattle)
Occupation: YouTube star, budding filmmaker, video enthusiast, Guitar Hero pro
Known for: Well, he actually says it best…
“Most people know me from my brief stint as a professional Guitar Hero/Rock Band player.
When I am not rocking faces with plastic, I am a filmmaker and musician in Los Angeles.”
Like 7,166,489 other people, we first encountered Wong when he released a sick video of himself rocking Rush’s “YYZ” on Guitar Hero’s expert level, and watched with nodding approval as he rose quick as crème fraîche to the top of the pro GH ranks.
But Wong’s real gifts, as highlighted by NewTeeVee’s Liz Shannon Miller this week, lie in Continue reading AMAZIAN OF THE WEEK! Freddie Wong
Filed under: Angelenos, Bloggers, Film Geeks, Filmmakers, Freddie Wong, Guitar Hero, Musicians, OK Go, Rock Band, Rocking Faces, Rush, Seattle, So Nerdy It's Fantastic, YouTube, YouTube Sensations, YYZ
You never know, as garbage-feeding bloggers, whether or not you’ll get fucked by the wrong famous-for-nothing going sober or the world’s worst couple getting divorced. Will you run out of sordid news fodder? What might you have to complain about? Will your blogging career be downgraded to a month-long series of clever Facebook status updates and a few choice tweets? Oh lordy, the stress!
So it’s always good to know that the world will soon be hit by a fruitful period of shame, therefore guaranteeing you good work for months and months to come (dare I say it–years?).
Imagine my relief, friends, when I saw this breaking news today:
Phew. Phew, phew, phew. 2010 is going to be a busy year for DISGRASIAN!
She’s smart. She’s brash. She’s funny.
Her first name is adorable, her last succinct and easy to pronounce.
Her nose freckles are cuter than Diana’s nose freckles.
She has a blog too, but she never complains about it–and she isn’t getting a furrowed brow and grey hair like we are.
AND SHE LOOKS…
Filed under: Adorable, Beautiful Ladies, Bests, Bloggers, Dorks, Freckles, Funny People, G4, Hotties, Jealousy, Magazine Spreads, Maxim, Oliva Munn, Olivia Munn Bikini, Olivia Munn is Hot, Olivia Munn Maxim, Olivia Munn Naked, People That Are Better Looking Than Us, Photographs Maxim, Twitter
Celebrity death vultures have been busy the last week picking over the bones of 20 year-old, South Korean model Daul Kim, who was found hanged in her Paris apartment in an apparent suicide November 19, which may explain why her blog, I Like to Fork Myself–scoured by reporters as though it were a suicide note (before the alleged existence of an actual suicide note was revealed)–has since been switched to invite-only and is no longer available for public
I, too, have been guilty of participating in this scavenger hunt, the search for the why behind her death. A year-and-a-half ago, I wrote about Daul Kim and the things I liked about her: her goofy-cool factor, her bangs, and her blog, which I described as a “zany, irreverent diary of her fashism experiences.” When I read of her death, my first impulse was to return to the site and figure out what I had missed. I mean, zany and irreverent? Were these words one could really use to describe someone who had taken her own life? What dark thoughts and creeping shadows had I failed to see on the edges?
Yang Ya-Ching is a 27 year-old, Taiwanese music student living in Paris who’s commemorating her time spent in the City of Lights by kissing 100 men and documenting it. All the men are strangers Ya-Ching meets on the street, leading critics of her project–which she plans to turn into a book–to call her a slut and to accuse her of using this as an excuse to mack on random good-looking dudes (I mean, duh).
But I gotta give it up for the girl, because the idea of kissing 100 strangers (she’s knocked out 54 so far) only makes me think of bad breath, chapped lips, the herp, swine flu, whether or not it’s safe to put Purell on your lips, and what that might taste like–and Ya-Ching makes it look so easy.
(Oh, and in addition to being good at kissing strangers, Yang Ya-Ching plays a mean piano. Check out her YouTube channel here.)