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Monday, 30 November 2009

  • Aaron (A "Children's" Story)

    For the final project for my Rhetoric of Childhood class, I submitted a project proposal in which I would write and illustrate a children's story. (non-traditional, taking up certain theoretical stakes that I had identified) The Good? I'm psyched about this project. The Bad? I've barely started and it's due in approximately 17 hours.

    Which is why I want to take the time to post some of what I have so far. (story-wise) Maybe y'all can give me fresh and invigorating feedback. I'll post the first two "chapters" right now (titled "Blue" and "Grey," respectively). Maybe I'll post the whole story later on or something.

    _____

    "Aaron"

    Aaron raced down the sunny sidewalk in his favorite light-up sneakers and bright turquoise baseball cap. He had a huge smile on his face and his little sweaty palms were clenching something very tightly as he trampled across his neighbor Mr. Lynn’s front yard and up the driveway.
    “Mom, mom, MOM!” he cried. “Come look! Come look!”

    Aaron ran into the house, his hands still glued tightly together. He dashed into the kitchen, across the living room and into the family room, skipping so excitedly he accidentally knocked over a vase of dandelions.
    “MOM! Where are y– “

    Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sudden roar of thunder and a flash of violet light knocked Aaron to the floor. The entire house began to shake violently, and the walls around Aaron began melting into angry grey-blue hues and piercing shades of azure. The sound of a thousand alarm clocks going off at once ignited the air. Dark aqua pigs and wolves emerged from nascent rubble to tear at Aaron’s skin.

    Aaron screamed. He screamed over and over again. He screamed for his mother, his father, for his sister, for Nathan, but his echoes were drowned out in a sea of nothing. As the house came crashing down on top of him, black cobalt tears welled up in his eyes, flooding his face in a flurry of cerulean darkness. In the midst of the sea, Aaron slowly unclenched his trembling fists.

    The butterfly he had been holding was dead.
    ______

    Aaron woke up screaming, his mother at his side.

    “Honey, are you okay? It was just a dream. Take a deep breath. Don’t cry, honey. It was just a dream.”
    Aaron nodded, burying his face in his mother’s lap.
    His father grunted at the doorway.

    ______


    Yeah. It's kind of dark so far. I think it'll have one of those Berenstain Bear learn a lesson - happy endings though.


    But, alright. Back to writing. Drop me a comment if you're cool.

Monday, 23 November 2009

  • Conversations in Yogurtland

    So I was in Yogurtland the other day (I love this phrase "the other day" because the other day I'm talking about actually happened like 3 months ago but the way I used it just now makes me sound really casual and breezy) and I overheard a pretty weird conversation.

    The conversation went something like this:

    Girl with Glasses: "I'm going to buy your yogurt, okay?"
    Guy with Pride: "No, you can't do that!"
    GWG: "Why nott?"
    GWP: "Well, if you do that, I'm going to feel so emasculated!"
    GWG: "hehehe. Emasculated..? What..?"
    GWP: "Oh my god. You don't even know what emasculated means? Do you want me to teach you?"
    GWG: "hehehehe"
    GWP: "I can't believe you don't know what emasculated means!"
    GWG: *giggles* "What does it mean?"
    GWP: "How can you not know what it means? Oh my god."
    GWG: "hehehe. Teach me!"
    GWP: *excited smile* "Well, basically..."

    At this point, I turned to my friend to comment upon the weird-ass flirting that was on display in front of us. Millions of questions BARRAGED me at that moment. Why does a smart girl (i'm stereotyping, but she looked smart) have to play dumb in order to flirt?! Why is this guy being such a douche?! Why is there no Green Tea Yogurt?!?! FLAGRANT INJUSTICES!!!

    Since that day, and partly because I live 3 seconds away from Yogurtland and everyone always wants to go, I have been on the lookout (or rather, HEAR-out) for titillating conversations every time I am in Yogurtland. I actually SECRETLY stand very close to people when I am in Yogurtland in the hopes that they will say something salacious and riveting. Creepy? Yes. Loser-ish? Fine. But I do it for you! My readers! (All 3 of you!)

    Here are some other interesting conversations I have heard take place in Yogurtland:

    Girl: Ughhhh!!!
    Other girl: What?
    Girl: This yogurt is TOO cold!
    Other girl: Huh?
    Girl: And why are these strawberries so sweet?

    Me: Wtf..

    I bet "Girl's" screenname is LilxBlooAngel or something like that. What a whiner. Someone should give her warm yogurt next time.


    Here's one more from a couple weeks ago, on the bench right outside Yogurtland:

    W: "I want your everything."
    G: "I want your disease."
    W: "As long as it's free."
    G: "I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand."
    W: "I want your revenge."
    G: "I don't wanna be friends!!!!"

    ...

    Alright, fine. I made that one up. It's just Bad Romance lyrics jumbled up. But, still, Yogurtland is CRAZY!


    Lessons to be learned today:

    1) There are many different styles of flirting.
    2) Yogurtland is a pretty happening place.
    3) It's 5AM.
    4) I need to get better at this blogging once a week thing.


    Ok. It's so late that my throat is starting to hurt. G'nite.

    Sweet dreams (about me).

Friday, 18 September 2009

  • The Search: Honey Walnut Prawns

    Greetings and Salutations!

    This blog entry will be dedicated entirely to my current food obsession right now: Honey Walnut Prawns. Now I know what you're thinking. "But... Eric, that's not real Chinese Food! That's like fake mayonnaisey crap." And you know what? I don't care! The hungry power in me right now that can ONLY be described as a sexual drive far outweighs any arguments of cultural heritage and authenticity. IN FACT, just because I was curious (and partly to preempt all you judgy judgersons), I just spent 20 minutes googling and reading up on the origin of Honey Walnut Prawns.

    SHOOOOCKWAVE! According to Friendly internet man/woman/machine ML8000: "[Honey Walnut Prawns] are a HK invention that made it's way to the U.S. when a lot of chefs came over in the early-mid 90s, probably marginally related to the '97 HK change over to China. Like most of these trends coming that way, landed on the West Coast first and then NYC. One sign it happened this way is it showed up first at banquets, i.e., high to low trickle down."
    Andd Thank you for that Chowhound.com! Conscience assuaged.

    Moving on, I just want to write about why I love Honey Walnut Prawns. (I seriously sound like a crazy person in this blog. I don't care.)

    Reason#1: I love prawns/shrimp. Especially if they're big.

    Reason #2: The prawns are DEEP FRIED. (or shallow-fried or pan-fried.. basically some kind of fried. I love frying!) Honey Walnut Prawns are the best right when they come out. They still taste crispy and hot and crunchy after you bite into it. FOOD MAGIC!

    Reason #3: What are the Prawns coated in? MAYONNAISE SAUCE! If you know me, you will know that I fucking love mayonnaise. The mayonnaise is coated on top of the delicately golden crispy prawn and adds a richness and creaminess to that prawn that makes it even more FOOD MAGIC!

    Reason #4: The Honey. This is probably part of reason#3 but it is so good that it deserves it's own reason. The Honey in the mayonnaise sauce adds such depth, such flavor, such MEANING to the prawns. What does the honey take a part in creating? That's right! FOOD MAGIC!

    Reason#5: The Glazed Walnuts. Okay. Asking whether or not Glazed Walnuts and Honey-Mayonnaise Shrimp are a perfect match is like asking whether or not Whorega and Fqukhler are best friends. You know the answer. DUH! FOOD MAGIC!


    Here are some pictures just to hammer in my points:


    So much mayonnaise..


    I'm so hungry.




    Anyways, I am going to leave the apartment right now to eat lunch. The search for Honey Walnut Prawns begins. I'll let you know how it goes.


    Comment if you know a good place I can go to try 'em.

Saturday, 27 June 2009

Tuesday, 19 May 2009

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