Jean Dujardin. He just won best actor at the 2012 Academy Awards.
But before he was The Artist, he was Brice de Nice.
Before he was this…
Jean Dujardin was this…
I’m not sure Jean Dujardin knew he was on the path to an Academy Award when he was making this music video (posted below). Which makes this music video all the more amazing to watch. Sasha Baron Cohen, you’re next!
via GeneR (thank you)
Do you have an unfulfilled obsession?
I’m not sure if it’s rare or common, but I’m curious how many of you have an unfulfilled obsession – something that you just love terribly and think about all the time but have not allowed yourself to fully experience or express.
So what’s your unfulfilled obsession (if you even have one)? I’m not talking fantasy, btw. I’m talking about something real and of this earth. Something that you absolutely love, but for some reason, have intentionally or unintentionally postponed.
I’ll tell you mine – sports cars.
me likes long time
OK, given the recent JLin/ESPN firestorm and the clinically insane tweets of Jenny Hyun, perhaps a bit of levity and humor is in order.
Normally I’d find something like this beyond offensive. And it is. Perhaps why I’m not up in arms is because FINALLY we have a bad-ass, kick-ass, Asian American male throwing down in the NBA in which to place opposite what was once the dominant stereotype of Asian American dudes. End result? Clash of past ideals with a F’in cool image of the asian american male of our future (which has always been present but benched by the media).
my mind works like this too. when I'm changing diapers, that is...
Thank you Chinese guy and Indian guy of Studio64Comedy for making this and Offending with such panache. Hope neither of you gets ESPN’d.
The Jeremy Lin Effect Affects…
(link via Leonard Wu. Thanks)
I don’t have a babysitter right now. Her mother unexpectedly past so she left for Asia on Friday for a month or two (or three). I don’t have a geographically-convenient, sexy, Korean wife right now either. She just departed on a business trip for a week.
So without a sexy, Korean wife/mom and babysitter to help share in the daily, care schedule of my 2 baby girls, I find myself a bit short-handed at this very moment. Where is Jeremy Lin when you need him? C’mon #17, I needs yo help!
it's peaceful and serene. until the baby wakes...
Being home, alone with 2 baby girls is not easy (at least not for me). It’s not a child to parent ratio that I prefer. It’s exhausting at best and a very lonely space to be in. This happens to me from time to time – my parental support system going down unexpectedly. The work/social/daddy world that I so delicately constructed instantly explodes and I have to become 110% Daddy Fan 24/7 until reinforcements arrive. My personal and professional life must be lived, at best, in between naps.
To buy a home or not to buy a home? That is the question.
Actually, it’s no longer a question – I need to buy a home. Now. Yesterday. Last year.
I bought my first place in 2003. A simple 1,144 sf, 2bed/2bath condo in West LA/Santa Monica. It was a great value in a safe, urban, walk-to-everything location. I was single back then, so 1,144 square feet was more than enough room to accommodate my bachelor life. But today, I am no longer Fan Solo, but Fan Daddy-O, equipped with a wife and 2 fun baby girls. What was once a spacious and relaxing urban retreat is now a converted playground that just happens to have a kitchen, bathroom, and sleeping facilities. It’s time to move. Now. Yesterday. Into something bigger (than my current Chinese-Korean, estrogen-heavy, Toy’s-R-Us sardine can that I call home).
Our new home will not be this big. Perhaps 3/50th of 50's 50,000 sf...
So what do we need? Well…a house with more space, a backyard, in a safer neighborhood, and within a good public school district (kindergarten through high school). That’s what what we need.
But what do we want? Well, that’s a different story. We want a 3,800+ sf, green home of tomorrow, a large, low-maintenance backyard with a small pool, in an exceptionally safe neighborhood, within close walking distance of grocery stores, banks, parks, etc., a close/convenient commute to work, and all within a GREAT public school district. That’s what we want. A tall order, I know…
My body aches. All the time. My neck, my back, my rump – all sore and creeky 24/7, even after many, vigorous massage sessions via the bony hands of a cute Korean girl (my wife).
For over 3 years it’s been like this (which, ironically, is in parallel to my current tour of duty as a dad) . I rarely feel fresh, virile, or verdant anymore. For the span of over 1,000 days my bones have felt like glass and my muscles of frozen meat. In a nutshell, I hurt.
Why?
Am I unknowingly a zombie with limited decay and good teeth? Probably not. I still want to kiss my wife, not eat her.
or
Am I just working out too hard at the gym in order to maintain a perfect, Hollywood physique? Absolutely not. I have not worked out a day in the gym in over 3 years. And as such, I am well on my way of disproving the myth that Asian guys don’t have butts. This baby’s got some back. Come touch my creation if you wish. All of it.
As a new-ish dad (not a Jewish dad), I don’t get out much socially – day or night, weekday or weekend. In the year 2011, I have only been out about 9 times after dark sans the company of my hot-korean-wife-lover-mama and babies. Such a rare occurrence it is, that being licked by the warm tongue of the unicorn happens with greater frequency. I love baby unicorns.
Jameson Whiskey always tastes better with a dash of Sung's chin...
But 15 hours ago, the unicorn tongue was bested – I got to go out…solo. I got to go out to a YOMYOMF meeting. #10, 2011, solo Daddy-Fan outing confirmed. Here’s the play by play…
Monday Night – November 14th, 2011. Into the heat of a cool, Los Angeles night…
8:30 pm – Leave home after putting down my 1 year old. My nipples are sore from breast feeding (as usual).
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I’ve done a good number of TV commercials. It’s how I’ve made the majority of my living as an actor. It’s how many actors make their living as they continue to hunt for their place on a TV series or name status in Hollywood, studio movies.
"You talking to me? Or just needing a mortgage from Quicken Loans?"
It’s not the glamorous path. And in some instances, it’s something that both actor and their representatives struggle to downplay or even hide in order to create and maintain the seductive and elusive image of a Hollywood star. Cause you know…Hollywood stars-in-the-making don’t do TV commercials. They’ll entertain spokesperson contracts but they don’t do TV commercials (let alone audition for them).
But I do TV commercials. And I audition for them. I’ve done quite a few. At last count, I think I’m close to 100. Definitely over 70 and somewhere headed towards 100. So over 16 years, I’ve averaged about 6 TV commercials per year. For some, that number may seem pathetically low. For others, impossibly high. For me, I’m not sure what to make of it. All I know is that without TV commercials, I wouldn’t have had the ability to afford my acting career.
OK, so what commercials have I done? What have you seen me in that you didn’t know I was in? Well, I don’t have a formal list anywhere. So here’s a sampling off the top of my head. Here goes…
Mercedes Benz, Campbell Soup, Westin Hotels, Bank of China, Nissan Cup Noodle, Hyundai, Orkin Pest Control, Verizon, Chase Financial, McDonald’s, UPS, Ace Hardware, Zales, Barclay’s Financial, Palm Pilot, Jiffy Lube, Pizza Hut, Sprint, Toyota, Philips Electronics, Quicken Loans, K-Mart, Hallmark, Koo Koo Roo, Sears, Albertson’s, MCI, Nationwide Insurance, Wal-Mart, California Board of Tourism, Assurant Health, Northern Bathroom Tissue, Hertz, etc…
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“You’re the girl in the relationship, Rog.”
What? Did I hear that right? Did a girl friend of mine just emasculate me with a quick flick of her tongue?
I just stood there for about 6 seconds, face frozen with a half-smile, trying to figure out if what she had just said was a kick in the balls or a verbal embrace of understanding.
some days, I look like this. just less Ryan Gosling-ish...
It was the later. F-me, she was right. I am the girl in the relationship. Which means my Sexy-Korean-Wife-Lover-Mama is the man. Me? Girl. Wife? Man. How the heck did I lose my manhood so unexpectedly? It was like the tooth fairy visited me in my sleep, but instead of taking my tooth, she spirited away my penis. And she didn’t even leave a nickle – just a hole in my spiritual crotch. It sucks…yet I have nothing to suck.
With Halloween only just a few days away, spooky is yet again, here to play.
I have never seen nor heard a glass harmonica before. But when I did, a sense of spooky-cool made me shivers galore.
So may all of you enjoy this annual time of boo. And if a succubus pays a visit, you’re guaranteed no balls of blue.
Muuuuuuuaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!
I never knew that a video game could make you cry. Until I neared the end of Bioshock.
Now a video game trailer has made me weep. May it touch you in that soft and tender place too.
Oh how I love my PS3. Oh how I love her so…
via CC & Deutsch
When you’re born with only 4 senses, getting your 5th must truly be a rush.
Here’s a bit of feel-good inspiration to start off your week. Love what you got, work towards what you need, and don’t let your wants haunt. : )
A 29 year old hearing for the first time. via EDM
A deaf baby hearing sound for his first time.
