Must…Not…Watch….2 Girls, 1 Cup.

Can I just say how proud I am of myself?  I’m probably entirely late on this one, but it was only last week that I first became aware of “Two Girls, One Cup.”  My son was watching Tosh.0 and Tosh did a bit where he kept the camera on the studio audience while they watched the infamous internet video.

The audience covered their eyes, gasped, scrunched their faces, tucked themselves into fetal balls, looked away, nearly gagged, then looked back.

I admit, I was intrigued.  I asked my fourteen year old son if he had ever seen the actual video.  He lied and said no.

Nazi in the Ghetto

If one were to ask me what my favorite food is I would answer…the Hamburger.  My cousin in Atlanta recently told me about the best Hamburger in America.’s_Snack_Bar

The best in the nation?  That’s a bold statement!  The BEST hamburger?  Hmm…I had to check this out for myself.  So my cousin and I set out to find and try this best Hamburger in America.

I met my cousin James at his soul food restaurant (a def blog to come)  around 2pm.  One of his employees Barbara gave us directions to Ann’s Snack shop, the home of the infamous Ghetto Burger.  She said I was going to be full and walked away.  A warning?  No, a promise!

Original Offenders: Christine Sterling

Los Angeles’ Chinatown is still one of the most vibrant ethnic communities in the country and holds the title as the first Chinese enclave in the United States “owned” by Chinese Americans. But the Chinatown that we know today may not have existed if it hadn’t been for a woman named Christine Sterling.

Sterling (1881-1963) was a Los Angeles socialite (a.k.a. wealthy white woman with time on her hands) who had a passion for local history. She once remarked: “Los Angeles will be forever marked a transient, Orphan city if she allows her roots to rot in a soil of impoverished neglect.”

The Bliss of Banter

We love movies and making movies here at YOMYOMF. Recent blogs range from praising the must-see doc The Tillman Story,  Offender Jerome’s challenge to blog about Inception once a week til the end of the year,and of course the semi-regular 1,001 Reasons I Love Movies series.  There are so many facets in the production of a film. Every position is integral, but I have to argue that the role of the Editor is just as important as Director. The best editors like Walter Murch, since it’s their job to envision the big picture and see how all the scenes become one cohesive story, rather than just honing individual scenes.

One of the best movies about making movies is MODERN ROMANCE, written, directed and starring Albert Brooks. He plays a hapless film editor who must balance his love life and edit a cheesy sci-fi movie to appease his director played by real life Oscar winner James L. Brooks (Terms Of Endearment, The Simpsons). The late and grea Bruno Kirby plays Brooks right-hand man.  The following is one of the best scenes that encapsulates the art of editing and the neuroses of filmmakers in general: [youtube][/youtube] Since the film was made in 1981, people were cutting films and using moviolas. In fact, Steven Spielberg and Gus Van Sant still cut this way, to this day!

Follow Your Bliss – my path to boring

“Follow your bliss.”

It’s a piece of advice liberally used but very difficult to personally figure out.  What does it really mean?  What is “your bliss?”  How does the term truly apply to you?

The first time I gave any real thought to that statement was about 4 years ago when I came across it in Anderson Cooper’s autobiography, “Dispatches From The Edge”.  Now it wasn’t the first time I heard/read “follow your bliss.”  But it was perhaps the first time I had enough life experience and wisdom (just barely) to begin to understand what such a statement could/should mean to me.

“Do what makes you happy.”  I believe that was the way I originally oriented my life compass in my early 20′s.  It was about a year after I graduated from college.  I was very unhappy with my current life path and surprised that after diligently sticking to a success script of hard work, dedication, study, and achievement, that my current state of affairs was riddled with such glum and my outlook on my future seemed so uninspired.  What was born from this “early 20′s crisis” was a massive gear shift and a reorientation of my life and career.  I abandoned everything that I knew and understood to pursue something I knew nothing about but found myself interested in.  I decided to try my hand in the acting profession.  At that time, I didn’t know if I was truly following my bliss or just reacting to the fact that I was bored and looking for something new to do.  Still to this day, I don’t know if it was the “right” decision.  It was just a decision…

The Wonders of the Asia Adult Expo

In another instance of “why doesn’t anybody tell me these things before it’s too late,” the Asia Adult Expo took place last week in Macau. Now in its third year, the expo is a three-day affair where sex toy manufacturers from all across the world come to exhibit their wares.

According to CNN GO, this year’s event drew 30,000 visitors, a 20% increase from 2009. Kenny Lo, one of the expo’s organizers, credits the upswing to a huge influx of women. Products geared toward the fairer sex (i.e. vibrators) made up 70% of the sales from the exhibitors. There also seems to be a growing demand in China, where pornography is still illegal, for cheaper sex toys.

According to Lo: “I’m seeing more cheap sex toys being sold at sex shops and adult expos in mainland China. Unlike the average of HK$1,000 and HK$2,000 here at the Asia Adult Expo, they go for a lot cheaper –usually under HK$100.”

I’ve always found it interesting that in the United States, there is still a stereotype of Asians not being particularly sexual (except for our exotic, slutty women) when all evidence seems to point to Asians as being more sexually adventurous and “interesting” than their Western counterparts (as regular readers of my posts probably already know).

Outdoors While Asian- The French Guys

Why are the french so french?

From the John Muir Trail:

On Day Zero of my 24 day John Muir Trail thru-hike, I met 3 french guys.  We met at the shuttle stop at 6:15am.  I was solo and was going to start my trip, they had just spent 21 days and had just finished their trip.  They were very french.  They were  19 years old and worldly.  One even pointed out that he did the entire 230 miles of hiking in his ‘slippers’… which were a pair of cut up Keds with the backs cut off.  (“The blisters hurt, so I cut the shoe.  Eh.”)

What I Learned on YOMYOMF This Week – August 22 – 28, 2010

Jesus, my life is so boring, I am genuinely running out of things to write about to preface this weekly column.  I don’t mean that I’m at least content.  It’s just that the misery has become so mundane.

So instead of a long intro, I’m going to give you a YouTube video:

Did that make you happy?  Cause for me, it’s about the only thing that does these days.

Damn it, Jerome – get it together!  This is not our therapist.

Sorry, all!  By the way, have y’all been working on your entry for our Interpretations film contest?  You have until September 15th so get crackin’!

Anyway, as we near the end of August, YOMYOMF dives headfirst into matters of kimchi ice cream; hating strangers; and Big Tits Zombie.  I really could not make this stuff up.

I Have A Dream…

Forty-seven years ago today, on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington D.C., the Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. delivered a speech to over 200,000 civil rights supporters that included the now iconic words, “I have a dream…”

For the Rev. Martin Luther King, sing:

Goodbye Violence, Hello Mars

The final straw came on a warm March evening just outside Ralph’s supermarket on La Brea and Third.  I was 13, and at that age, didn’t care to roam up and down the aisles with my mom while she shopped.  As was my habit, I was hanging out at the magazine rack, trying discreetly to flip through the latest issue of “Cosmo” in the hopes of glimpsing a bare breast.

Then I heard the blood curdling scream.

I ran outside and found my mom just outside the exit door, hysterical.  Some young guy had just fought with her for her purse and won.  She wasn’t injured, but emotionally, that was it.  She’d had enough of LA.  Her purse had been snatched once before, I had been jumped by four guys for my new Schwinn World Sport ten-speed the second day I owned it (an extravagance my grandparents could scarcely afford),

‘Big Tits Zombie’ Or Why God Has Forsaken Me

The closest metaphor I can think of is that amazing feeling you had as a child on Christmas morning when you’d jump out of bed, run to the tree and see the presents that Santa Claus left for you during the night. Yes, the thing I was holding in my hand may have just been a standard Fed Ex envelope, but inside was my metaphoric gift from Santa. Inside was a screener DVD of the Japanese film Big Tits Zombie.

Ever since my fellow Offender Anderson wrote about watching this movie at Cannes, I knew that it could very well be the greatest movie ever produced and make Citizen Kane look like Citizen Krap.  This is a film about strippers who fight zombies from hell and stars Japanese porn stars Sola Aoi and Risa Kasumi.  And it includes classic moments like this:

How can that not be awesome?


As many of you already know, we’ve launched a new film initiative entitled INTERPRETATIONS to support aspiring filmmakers. In a nutshell, you make a short film of no more than 3 minutes using the same script we provide (get all the info here). To help us launch, we commissioned several filmmaker friends to make their own shorts using our script and we’ll be featuring each one of them here (including a few words from the filmmakers themselves). Just a reminder that the deadline has been extended to 11:59 PM PST on Sept. 15. Also, check out our latest INTERPRETATIONS blogs including a Q&A with producer Dan Lin (Sherlock Holmes) and an edited transcript of the INTREPRETATIONS New York panel.

Today we present our final commissioned sample short Canvas by Mora Stephens and starring acclaimed artist James Jean: