I just beat down Peter Kang of Fox Searchlight. I will now turn my attention to dk song to a digital photography duel. He just got a new Canon camera because he likes to copy me. But not as much as eugene. Anyway, since I'm more familiar with the features on my camera, I think i shall win.





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I am going to challenge this guy to a duel.

Here are two paintings, both latex on unknown medium. I did one, someone did the other one. The first is Nude Dream. The second is Growing Strawberry Man. Which one is better?

ypkang: Do you want to hear a funny story?
YUKI: of course!
ypkang: So I went out with my friend Monica and Alison two days ago. It was Alison's birthday, she had just gotten back from two years in Japan.
YUKI: oh cool!
ypkang: We went to the Nuyorican Poets Cafe and watched this poet; it was sad. We were five people and there were only three other people in there.
YUKI: aww.
ypkang: But the show must go on�
YUKI: was the poetry good?
ypkang: It was aite.
ypkang: Anyway, after that we went to Avenue A Sushi. I don't know if we ever went there. It has an �art gallery� in there.
YUKI: probably not.
ypkang: Yeah, I think we only went to nice places. Ha. Anyway, we drank a bunch of sake and ate. Good times. And then the waitress comes over to me and sets down a Johnnie Black on the rocks. A double. She says, �This is from the woman over there.� I'm like, �What the fuck?� and I look over and this attractive woman looks at me and gives me this demure smile.
YUKI: asian?
ypkang: No. White.
YUKI: very nice
ypkang: So I nod my thanks and she gives me this look and then I'm like �damn, what do I do?� this has never happened to me before. And the people at my table -- we were 8 people by now, mostly Asian -- they all asked me at once like, "Did that woman just send you a drink?" They were all nerdy about it. And I was like, damn, chill out foos. I needed time to think what I was gonna do. I decided to just sip the drink a little and wait 5 minutes�
YUKI: yah?
ypkang: �then go over there and thank the woman. Even though I wasn't that interested (and plus I have a gf). Haha. Anyway, while I�m contemplating, the woman walks over. I'm turned the other way and I can see by my friend�s faces that she just walked over. So I turn around and the woman looks at me and says "Hi, Pete." And I go, �what the fuck?� and then she says, "It's me, Toni."
YUKI: it was toni?
ypkang: and then I was like, "Oh my god!" It was her. And we hugged and shit.
YUKI: oh cool. you didn�t even recognize her?
ypkang: And then my friends and the nerds like...clapped. I felt lame. She was wearing a wig. Apparently, she and her sister had gone wig shopping earlier and were testing them out and they saw me and decided to fuck with me. They had been planning the ruse for about an hour.
YUKI: hahhaha
YUKI: hahaha
ypkang: So there I was, thinking I was the shit, when all along it was none other than my old roommate.
YUKI: is she like hot now?
ypkang: Yeah, she's hot. But the wig looked dumb. It was an Uma Thurman pulp fiction wig.
YUKI: i see. how funny.
ypkang: Even though i wasn't really getting hit on by strange women, I was still the coolest kid in the room since I knew Toni. Alison's friend immediately fell in love with her and was asking me all this shit like should he go up to her and shit. But he didn't have the courage: and eventually gave up. My lukewarm responses to him didn't help either.
YUKI: hahah. so is toni doing well?
ypkang: Yeah, she's doing an Abercrombie campaign and doing a little acting. She said she's been in seven commercials but she always exaggerates...most models do.
YUKI: is she in the AF catalogue?
ypkang: I dunno� want to see a picture? I brought along my camera
YUKI: of course!
ypkang: OK, hold on. I have to download it off my camera.
ypkang: here you go
ypkang: I hated that wig.
YUKI: yah. but that pic looks pretty sexy
YUKI: u look like a stud
ypkang: oh. thanks.
ypkang: heh
YUKI: u r a stud
YUKI: =)
YUKI: not just 'look like one'
ypkang: I know.
ypkang: haha, I'm turning into you.
YUKI: hehe
ypkang: Hmm, since I told you that story, I'm just gonna cut and paste to my blog. You mind?
YUKI: nope
ypkang: What should i call you?
YUKI: i dunno�
YUKI: yuki.

damn, i hate this shit. it's like work. anyway, i need to get the dallas convention recap off my back.

THURS

Woke up with a huge hangover. I realized I had lost my attache case that I stupidly brought with me during the pub crawl. All my resume shit was in there. Damn. I was supposed to go register then hit up the job fair but since I didn't have any resumes or writing clips I decided I would rather watch "The Truth About Cats and Dogs" on hotel HBO. It was ok. At 5 p.m. I finally mustered up enough energy to go to the Fairmont. I called up SB and he came down and I told him about my lost bag. He was super cool and helped me out immensely, asking his many contacts within AAJA about shit. Then he asked me if I wanted to go to dinner with him and Lloyd LaCuesta, South Bay bureau chief for KTVU in San Francisco. I accepted. dinner was good, that is if you like Asian fusion Texas style.

Later, we hit up the screening of the Justin Lin vehicle "Better Luck Tomorrow." It was damn good and I hope Asian Americans get behind this one, instead of the usual hating they do of everything with Asian Americans in it. After the screening there was a Q&A session with the director, and most of the cast members. The first question asked was by this woman, a newscaster from San Diego. She questioned the director for sending the wrong image to young teenagers with the film's bleak ending. She was basically scolding the director. Lin, who has heard this shit hundreds of times, tried to be polite but she was being very ornery. You could cut the tension in the room with a boxcutter. The lady just kept going on and on and on and when she was finally like, "Okay, I just have one more thing to say because I know you people hate me..." and right after that everyone was like "Yeah!" or "Yes, we do!" then i threw in a "You suck!" but it was only at a conversational level and I don't think many people heard me. Some other things were discussed and that was that.

Afterwards, I asked SB what he thought and he was like, "I really liked Han." I agreed that Sung Kang was a fine actor and possessed a commanding presence onscreen. So we made our way to the front of the theater and SB told Kang how much he liked his work, etc, and how great he was and i interjected with a "dude, you should ask him out." and Kang simply gave me a funny look as if to say, "Did i just hear that?"

As we left the theater, Kang was all SB could talk about. While we were smoking a cigarette outside, he was babbling like a schoolgirl. In fact, I told him that. He agreed. Then he was like, "Should I get his autograph?" I could tell he was enamored with Kang so I stopped ridiculing him. He was genuinely nervous about it so I calmly led the way back into the theater so he could get an autograph. The cast was still talking to admirers and taking pictures with conventioneers.

Eventuallly, SB started up a conversation with Sung and later took a picture with him. Then we left. And that was that. Or was it?