No Chief on the Basketball Court

I'll be the first to admit that I have not kept abreast with the politics at my college campus. However, to my credit, not much has changed. It's 2006, yet U of I continues to use a Native American Chief as a mascot for the university. It's really disgusting.

But to my delight and surprise, I learn today that the National Collegiate Athletic Association created a policy that requires the university to drop its Chief Illiniwek mascot and logo because the image is "hostile and abusive". Illinois was one of 18 schools deemed by the NCAA executive committee last August to be using improper imagery or mascots. The organization decreed that any school continuing to use the images after Feb. 1, 2006, would be barred from hosting postseason competition and could not display the image at any postseason tournament.

The university, of course, is appealing and calling the policy "arbitrary and capricious".

Someone might want to inform the university that before they make such an argument, they should advise their student body, mostly made of drunk fraternity guys and dumb sorority sisters, to stop wearing the sweatpants with the big fat Native American face on their asses...

Money-hungry blood-sucking pieces of shit

ExxonMobil Corp. booked record earnings of 36.1 billion dollars in 2005, reviving claims that the oil industry is profiting from sky-high prices at the expense of hard-pressed consumers.

At the request of DivineStyler

Our Canadian transplant asked that I post this article on my blog. It is about how Bush gets away with all his lies because half of the American population is incapable of acquiring, processing and understanding information. Unfortunately, half of you probably won't get it. Sorry. But DYY does not discriminate. I have pretty pictures on my blog for you folks... just scroll up and down. Enjoy!

Addendum to previous post

Q: Why is there so much crime in China?

A: Because they ate McGruff!

Year of the Bitch

Gong Hay Fat Choy! Happy Chinese New Year!

It's 4704 according to the Lunar calendar.
And it's the Year of the Dog -- that means doggy-style all year, babee!

Photo by DYY
We celebrated Chinese New Years Eve with Hot Pot at MakJueYee House

After devouring several pounds of meat and fish balls, everyone wondered, how will the Bitch treat us this year? After some careful research, I found this site. Since dogs are good friends with rabbits (which is what I am), I'm suppose to have a fabulous year. Yay for me.

Although most Westerners do not celebrate the Chinese New Year, some mainstream groups acknowledge our special day. Look at GOOGLE's image today:

Another reason why Google rocks.

But of course, there are haters. I found several articles on the web about how animal rights groups are pleading with the Chinese government about ending the practice of eating dogs, particularly for the new year. Are you kidding me, do the Chinese still have that reputation?

Don't people know it's actually the Koreans that eat dog? Geez...

US/Mexico relations at risk

Homeland Security discovered a tunnel dug under the U.S.-Mexico border in San Diego that contained more than two tons of marijuana.

A Mexican federal policeman stands next to packages of drugs that had been removed from a sophisticated clandestine tunnel.

I'm telling ya, those Abu Ghraib masks are becoming an international trend. Runway models will soon wear them in Paris and Milan. Jay-Z will begin manufacturing them under his Rocawear clothing line while little children in China make masses of them for 15 cents an hour.
Now that's hot.

Watch the Road

Dummies Don't Let Dummies Drive Drunk!

What's in a name?

My good friend Lady Simzie is about to have a baby boy. Lil' G is due in March, so for the last several months, LS and her husband (Big G) have been researching and discussing and debating names for their first son.

I empathize with their struggle. I think one's name can carry great significance and deep meaning. Even on a shallow level, a name is the first frontier to one's identity.

The residents of Clark, Texas, with a population of 125, have agreed to change their town's name to DISH, which is a satellite TV system owned by Echo-Star Communications. In exchange, the residents will get free satellite TV for 10 years.

DYY Busted!

Photo by DYY

A middle finger to Gonzales

Members of the audience, some wearing black hoods, stand up and turn their backs on Attorney General Alberto Gonzales, rear center, as he speaks at Georgetown University Law School Tuesday, Jan. 24, 2006. Answering the Bush administration's critics, Gonzales said Tuesday that warrantless surveillance is critical to prevent another terrorist attack within the United States.

The Abu Ghraib outfits are so good. They should be the anti-torture demonstration uniforms for 2006. Such a Fashion Do... especially if you're trying to fuck with Gonzales!

Another Jesus Christ Superstar

I like Kanye West for many reasons -- he has phenomenal producing skills, he has good racial politics, and he's from Chi-town. Enough said, bitches.

But I hate it when a rapper takes on the persona of Christ. Nas was at his low when he did it, and this is just another recreation of that, so it's not even like Kanye is original about it.

Does a rapper who takes on the Christ persona really think he suffered so? Or that he's a messenger of God? Or our savior? I guess I just don't get it. Sorry, but it looks sorta stupid.

I hope this was Rolling Stone's idea, and not Kanye's, who I would still like to think is original and innovative. But you know, if Rolling Stones paid me good money, I too might prance around with a plastic crown of thorns and a tattered robe.

Addicted to Outsourcing

American corporations and our government seem to outsource everything -- from garment work to computer parts to operator assistance... and now even torture! Is there nothing sacred? Them rednecks are going to be FURIOUS. It's one thing to close the auto factories, but it's a whole other thing to allow foreigners the fun job of torturing. Now that American jobs and hobbies are threatened, maybe we might begin getting mad at Bush...

Won't the Real Slim Shady, Please Stand Up!

Readers:

I can't believe this is happening.

I inadvertently found a DYY imposter!
She's also a fellow blogger... and Asian too!

I am very perturbed... and totally trippin' out! What shall I do?

-The Real DYY

pronounced "Shit da rock"

The Chan Family at Shik Do Rak Restaurant
Photo by DYY

"It's the best Korean BBQ in LA" -- KJ

Shik Do Rak
2501 West Olympic Blvd. (and Hoover)
Los Angeles, CA 90006
213-384-4148

Tell them DYY sent you.
But you gotta say it in Korean. They won't understand you otherwise.

Fur as Foe

PETA demonstration in Barcelona, Spain

I'm not really into PETA, like I'm not into vegans or anarchists, but this demonstration is pretty good and quite artful... however, I think they did bite off the anti-smoking campaigns of recent years. Still admirable.

I'm sure some are thinking, "Thank god I'm still warm from the Big Breakfast I had at McDonald's this morning."

*One question though: Where's Pamela Anderson? That would have drew a bigger crowd. Organizers need to know how to utilize their resources! Si Se Puede!

Witch Hunt at UCLA

'UCLA STUDENTS: Do you have a professor who just can't stop talking about President Bush, about the war in Iraq, about the Republican Party, or any other ideological issue that has nothing to do with the class subject matter? It doesn't matter whether this is a past class, or your class from this coming winter quarter. If you help expose the professor, we'll pay you for your work."

The Bruin Alumni Association, a super conservative Republican alumni group, is offering $100 to students to report professors who speak about social and policital issues that conflict with Republican ideologies... in other words, there's a bounty on liberal professors. Free speech and exhange of ideas are threatened... by the almighty dollar. I guess Puffy was right when he said 'it's all about the Benjamin's, baby'. I can't believe Puffy is right about something, and that I just quoted him.

The truth is, I don't even fault the Republicans... although they play dirty, it's a pretty ingenious idea (now why didn't we think of this first?). Who I fault is the University. They have yet to make a formal announcement that such disclosures will not impact a professor's career or livelihood. The University must assure their faculty and staff that UCLA is an environment of higher learning that encourages and supports a free exchange of thoughts and ideas from professors to pupils and back. But, of course, they have failed to do this. This is why I refuse to donate money to UCLA. Even if I'm the last alumnus alive, and the whole university depended on my donation, I would not. Word.

Ling-Ling doing her thing-thing

What would we do without internet porn?

Shame on AOL, MSN and Yahoo!

Thank you, Google, for protecting my right to view porn and conduct other internet activities in the privacy of my own home. You will be my search engine of choice. Keep up the good fight!

The other search engines are Big Brother's little bitches.

There are other ways to investigate whether web sites shield a minor's access to sexually explicit content other than tapping into the public's personal on-line seaches and activities. Plus, parents need to fuckin chill with their paradoxical views... they rebuke at the idea of their kids having access to sexually graphic images while they allow them to watch violence on TV and play violent video games. Why don't you put your own kids in check instead of impeding on the private lives of everyone else? It's your fault for having them in the first place.

Tuna to blame?

An injured bottle-neck whale was spotted swimming up the River Thames in London today, waving and smirking at Big Ben and Parliment.

But seriously, when whales get sick, old or injured, they often get disoriented and swim away from their pod. Witnesses reported seeing injuries to the whale and said its snout was bloodied. A whole conspiracy (yet to be determined) has developed because other whales have been spotted along the shores of the British Colony, when bottle-nose whales live deep in the northern Atlantic. Something smells fishy here.

Poor guy.

On a brighter note, the stock suffered its greatest fall today (I'm buying low on Monday!) and Osama Bin Laden is alive and kicking... and no one seems to care. I could speculate why, but I don't really care either. I'm more interested in Monica Pang (Miss Georgia) who is competing in the 2006 Miss America Pageant...

Cute, huh? I think she's Chinese American. I hope she wins.

Tego v. Diddy

My boy, Tego Calderon, the Godfather of Reggaetone, turned down an offer by Puffy to appear in Sean John's spring collection campaign after Tego learned that Comb's company is involved with sweatshops in Central America.

Photo by DYY

My boy got some principles, man. When I was at his concert at the Hollywood Park Casino last summer, Tego spoke frequently about Puerto Rican and Latino pride and unity. He made me wish I was Puerto Rican. Well, actually, I didn't understand a word that mofo said... but unity (and love) speaks a universal language.

Thanks to that big tattooed cholo at the Arco gas station in Pacoima who introduced me to Tego in 2003. If you didn't deafen me with those Tego beats blaring from your El Dorado, I would have never knew of this man's greatness.

Clowner or Krumper?

Photo of and by David LaChapelle

This photo captures "a truly postmodern experience" -- KJ

Kathy Jue and I attended a free SAG screening and Q&A of David LaChapelle's documentary, RIZE. As I type, I am still digesting this movie. What can I say? If I were one of those people who bought and collected DVDs, I would own this film.

RIZE is a spectacular documentary about a new dance form that began in South Central, LA called Clowning, as it was the brainchild of Tommy the Clown who started clown dancing as a way to entertain at birthday parties. He later enlisted youth from the neighborhood to join him, dubbing themselves as Hip Hop Clowns as they wore clown make-up and performed at parties. The dance latered evolved into Stripper Dancing and then into the more well-known Krumping. The moves are incredible.

"Krumping is when you're dancing and your body is doing a lot of different moves," Tommy explained. "It's really like you're fighting on the dance floor. It's more of an intensity. It can be fast-paced, it can be a lot of moves that are really sharp."

What I found most antropologically interesting was when the film juxtaposed several scenes of krumping and tribal African dancing. Although the kids claim they have never seen images of tribal dancing before, the similarities are astonishing.

The scenes were so vibrant and full of spirit, and the youth were so inspiring and amazing. There are about 50 different competing clown groups, including an Asian group called Rice Tracks. Of course if I clowned, I would be part of Rice Tracks and choose Stripper Dancing and call myself Yo Yo Yee. I think I could be pretty good too.

What really made the night was meeting David LaChapelle. I have always enjoyed his photos, but I never knew how down-to-earth he is. Considering his celebrity status, I assumed he was a dick. I also felt dubious about his intentions for making the film. I am so wrong, and now feel shame for ever thinking that way. He was so kind to the audience and answered questions with thought, honesty and humility. He spoke about his childhood, struggling as an artist in NYC, his need to be creative, his love for photography and his latest interest in filmmaking. I intend to support his art from now on. He's wonderful.

Ode to the Golden Globes

Here is my tribute to the Golden Globes, even though I didn't see it and never watch this crap, unless it's the Grammy's or MTV Music Awards.
Scarlett Johansson didn't even win a globe, but that didn't stop you pervs from circulating her pictures over 500 times via the world wide web. Perhaps because she came with her own globes??
(I'm just talking shit. Scarlett is beautiful and did a phenomenal job playing a sexy American mistress of the protagonist in Match Point. You should see this movie if you haven't. It's a disturbing story by one of my favorites, Woody Allen... and Scarlett is HOT in it.)

You go, boy!

And finally, to commemorate Memoirs of a Geisha... which I haven't seen and do not plan to see. Not even on video. I would like to support the Asian performers, especially the talented and lovely Zhang Ziyi and Gong Li, but I can't. The story is so gross... why would I want to see some white man's racist and misogynist fantasy on the big screen? It's the same shit. I propose that Hollywood produces a fantasy of mine -- a gorgeous white man with lots of money falls madly in love with me while I continuously ignore him. He finally decides he cannot live without my love and kills himself, bequeathing all his riches and wealth to me. I squander the money on designer clothes and accessories, drugs and mah jong. When the money is all gone, I marry the local baker Mr. Wong's son and live happily ever after, with nary a thought of him.

Oh, and here's a friendly public service announcement: Japanese women cannot physically have blue eyes. It's just not possible.



But here's a geisha I would be down with... our local hero, Bobby Lee.
Check out his hilarious skit.

God to blame?

Mayor Nagin of New Orleans said in a speech that the hurricanes were a sign of God's anger toward the United States and toward black communities, too, for their violence and in fighting.
I'm all for passing the blame onto others, but I'm getting really tired of everyone attributing natual disasters and illness and just plain inexplicable bad things to God. There are reasonable and scientific explanations to most everything, yet people throughout history have been blaming God. Take the Bubonic Plague for example... those dirty Euros blamed God when they should have been taking showers and disposing their garbage in a civilized manner. As for the hurricanes, has anyone heard of GLOBAL WARMING? The more we blame God, the less we are accountable for our own actions and do what is necessary to prevent future disasters, like building adequate levies or developing alternative energy sources. Anyway, enough preaching... all I have to say is when the bird flu pandemic finally breaks out, don't blame the Chinese for sleeping with the poultry, you better remember to blame God.

I have a dream...

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
January 15, 1929 - April 4, 1968
Happy Birthday, Doc. Thanks for making the world a better place.

Go Kart World, USA

The Delux Party Room

DYY & Birthday Girl

Joe as "OC Gangsta" -- Carson, California

Lady Pun in Lucky Number Seven

Happy Birthday Kathy!

Behind Brokeback Mountain

No doubt Brokeback Mountain is a beautiful movie. The scenes are breathtaking; the men are hot; the performers are remarkably convincing (with the exception of Jake Gyllenhaal's occasional whiny Angeleno accent seeping through); and the costume designs are excellent (if I were a rodeo girl, I would totally sport the red cowboy hat and outfit that Jack Twist's wife was wearing!). But let's give some kudos to the director, okay? When a Hollywood director, such as Steven Speilberg or Oliver Stone, directs a critically-acclaimed movie, you always hear his name in conjunction with the film... so why haven't I heard anything about Ang Lee when the masses speak so greatly about Brokeback? Just like how some people can't accept that an American cowboy can be gay, people are not ready to acknowledge that an American cowboy movie was successfully directed by an Asian.

It's time for Americans to acknowledge that Asians can do anything... and better. Sorry, but it's true.

The first time I became acquainted with Ang Lee was when Wedding Banquet came out. You think being gay in the wild west is hard, try being a gay Chinese son. He then directed Eat Drink Man Woman, and I knew right then that Ang Lee is going to be big in the film industry. Although native Taiwanese, Lee studied in the States. He went to my alma mater for his bachelor's degree and then to NYU for his MFA. His most notable films are Sense and Sensibility, The Hulk, and Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, for which he was nominated for an academy award but did not win. I believe Lee was nominated again for Best Director for the 2006 Oscars, and I think he may have a chance... thank god most of the members of the academy are gay.

From this day forward, I will refer to his film as "Ang Lee's Brokeback Mountain". Word to yo mama.

Mad props belong to Harkim and YuCo for designing the titles in Brokeback. That "Wyoming 1963" was grand.

Viva LA!

This sticker is on someone's rear view window.

At first I thought it was a political thing. Then I realize it may be a hip hop thang. Or an intersection of both? Nonetheless, my feelings are ambivalent. Not sure if I think it's cool and bold, or just plain cheesy. I mean, the fist in the air is played out... the spray paint font is played out too. But what else depicts a life of the concrete jungle? The only other option you have is that old English gang script. Photo by DYY

Brand New Muslim Barbie

Mattel should have a Miss Barbie Universe Contest... but then this doll couldn't compete in the swimsuit competition.






At least Muslim Barbie looks modest and (a little) more true to form... Chinese Barbie looks like an Orange County white girl dressed as a geisha for Halloween.








Dragon Lady Edition

Fuck you, Mattel. Fuck you.

It is not (yet) confirmed...

Supreme Court nominee Samuel Alito turned aside Democratic attacks on his judicial record and credibility at contentious confirmation hearings Wednesday... . C'mon now. "Attacks" from the Democrats is like having a snow cone at the zoo. Apparently, however, his wife was shaken up and left the room in tears. I guess she doesn't like snow cones.

Or maybe she was ruminating about the aborted child she and Sam conceived when he was in law school. After all, Alito couldn't possibly afford to be a father and an active leader in Concerned Alumni of Princeton. Whenever anyone mentions CAP, she breaks down in tears. Poor woman.

SAY NO TO ALITO!

It is confirmed...

I'm sure you all know by now, but it is true... Angelina is pregnant with Brad's baby. The LA Times published a story today that confirms her pregnancy, citing the almighty People Magazine! Don't you love journalism in Hollywood? I'm damn proud. But quite frankly, the whole pregnant thing didn't surprise me. Rather, I was stunned to learn that Angelina changed Maddox and Zahara's last names to Jolie-Pitt. What a stupid, stupid girl. Then again, this is the same chick that tattooed Billy Bob's name on her arm, and we all knew better then too. It's just unfortunate that her third world kids gotta be involved. Talk about identity crisis. Oh well.

Speaking of celebrities, BF and I found a neat website the other day when we were searching for those hot pics of Lindsay Lohan in Vanity Fair. We failed to find them. However, we did find Free Nude Celebrity Pictures. Don't bother checking out each celebrity like we did -- most of them were not naked as advertised. But the following celebrities were... you can thank me later. Alyssa Milano, our new mom Angelina Jolie, Anna Nicole Smith (which i recommend you must see), Brooke Burke, Charlize Theron, Demi Moore from her Strip Tease days, Drew Barrymore, Jenny McCarthy, and of course, Pamela Anderson.

FONY!

I love this vigilante shit.

FUCK SONY!

Power to the People!

Thank you, O'Melveny

Lakers v. Pacers at Staples Center
Box seats. Free food. Free booze. Caramel apple.

I get the perks of a firm without actually working at one.
Ah... I love working for a union.
LIVE BETTER, WORK UNION.
Photo by DYY

Tackled Terminator

Our governor fell off his motorcycle. That's his boo boo.

Perhaps this could have been prevented if he kept his hummer...

Pat Robertson would say the Terminator's accident was caused by Schwarzenegger's rejection of his hummer, thereby reducing the consumption of gas and killing fewer Iraqis in God's sacred land.

Sunday Sundries

I first thought the funniest thing I was gonna read today was this ice sculpture of a sitting Buddah at the Grand Ice and Snow World in Harbin City, China. I'm not sure why I find this picture hilarious, but I do.

I soon learn I am so wrong. Almost back to back, I find articles that get even weirder and more peculiarly spiteful. In New Mexico, this dude catches a mouse in his house (hey, I rhyme!) and tosses it into a burning pile of leaves. An ablaze Mickey runs back in the house and burns the shit down!! The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire!!

Then in Montana, this cow escapes a slaughterhouse, dodges vehicles, runs in front of a train, braves the icy Missouri River and takes three tranquilizer darts before being recaptured six hours later. Sounds like a typical day at the border...

Finally, the last story is from Canada... so it's not that great. Nevertheless, it's about some vengeful man who apparently has no life. As a dissatisfied credit card holder, he decides to make dozens of tiny payments a day via the bank's online payment system, jamming its computers. What kind of stupid Canuck shit is this? Regardless, I find a CNN site that reports on offbeat news. A handy website of quirky treasures, consolidated by a reputable source like CNN (note sarcasm on latter part of sentence). Goody. I watch a video stream named How to get back at annoyances that I find quite appealing. It's about getting back at strangers that annoy the shit out of you. Interesting thing is that I conjured up at least half of those retaliatory acts back in the day when I used to be a hoodlum. Straight up. Unfortunately, I do not know how to connect the video to this blog, but I have an appointment with WMD next week to decipher such programming dilemmas.

Beauty on La Brea

Photo by DYY