Wolvie’s Barbershop Now Open

We all know who Wolverine is — He’s that popular mutant from X-Men with adamantium claws. Razor sharp claws that easily can rip through must anything.

And yet, it makes me wonder, has Wolvie ever used his claws to give people haircuts?

And I’m talking more like a proper haircut. You know with his three claws, it’s like a Gillette Mach3 razor. The first blade lifts the hair, the second one cuts the hair. And finally, the third blade takes a little skin off the top.

I know Professor X has a real reason with having a bald head, but it still makes me wonder if there’s an uncut scene of Wolverine setting up a mock barbershop and giving ol’ Prof a little off the top.

Pete Holmes explores some aspect of the X-Men world with a Professor X hiring/firing habits in his various skits from his now-defunct talk show. Here are some that I liked. One deals with Wolverine and his usefulness to the team…especially taking into mind how their main adversary manipulates metal and Wolverine’s skeleton is covered in metal.

Full Playlist of Pete Holme’s “Ex-Men”

Can’t Trust Pregnant Women

This probably plays to my paranoia more than anything, but sometimes I can’t tell if someone is pregnant or if they are just faking it. I remember watching some sitcom as a child, and it was a Christmas episode.

The father returns home, holding a pillow, and looking visibly distraught. When his family asks what happened, he explained that he had bought all the Christmas gifts for everyone at the mall, and when he was leaving he saw a pregnant woman standing by a car that had a flat tire. And in the Christmas spirit, he decides to stop and get out to help her. As he approached the tire to see how flat it was, the “pregnant” lady hits him with a pillow that she had under her shirt to look pregnant. Then she jumps into his car and drives off. Meanwhile, someone pops up from the pregnant lady’s car and drives off that car. Leaving the sitcom father holding a pillow in the mall parking lot without a car and without the family’s Christmas gifts.

That stuck with me for some reason. The sense to do good, but then have something bad happening to you. Chivalry but at a cost.

So, I was at Target the other day, looking in the grocery section at family microwave meals. Is a prime rib meal really that good? While, I was in my mental dilemma of dinner options, from the corner of my eye, I notice a lady in black approaching me. She looked pregnant, but she was wearing a work shirt for a local day spa. She looked at me, and I started to wonder if my mouth was ajar as I imagined the taste of microwaved brisket.

But no, she looked at me because I was taller than her and she needed some help. She asked me if I could get some of the liquid egg cartons that were on the top shelf of this open fridge display. I ask, if she wanetd the small version or if she wanted the large one. She said the large one, which required me to really tippy-toe reach up and expose my back to her.

And that’s when it happened. My mind went back to that Christmas episode and the fake pregnant lady. Was I this lady’s mark? As my back turned was she going to hit me and then roll me for my wallet?

I got her the first carton of eggs. And was not mugged. Bullet dodged as my mind thought. Then the pregnant lady asked for more, she wanted 3 of the large liquid egg cartons. So, I turned around again and this time I felt like this might be it.

I might get mugged in a Target grocery section by a 5 foot tall non-pregnant lady.

But alas, nothing of my imagination happened. I was fine. But I still leered at the pregnant lady trying to understand if she was pregnant, and then trying to understand how hungry she must be to be utilizing three large liquid egg cartons. Also, since she was pregnant, I wondered how she worked at the spa and if she was a massage therapist and if the pregnancy belly would get in the way of it all.

Oh. White people.

This video has been going around and I like it. I’m Chinese and it reminds me of basically most of my childhood life and how I have been asked similar questions.

I remember a while back, while I was in a carpool with a friend on our way to work one day. We always passed by this church that had a giant cross on top of it and at night that cross was lit up. One day, I turned to my Caucasian friend and asked an honest question:

“Why do white people burn crosses?”

Of course, he was a bit taken aback from the question. I knew he wasn’t part of the KKK or even from the south, but I still figured maybe white people just know about all white people activities. Much like, many people have asked me about China, even though I was born here in America and have never gone to China ever.

“Does everyone in China know kung fu?”

“How come every time you eat Chinese food, you get hungry again after an hour?”

“In Karate Kid, why do they call him ‘Daniel-san’? I mean is he like the son of Daniel?”

But I know it’s not good to generalize or stereotype people. Yet, I find myself doing it for humour’s sake at times.

Love is Blind — Marriage is the Eye Opener

I got married. It’s almost a whole year of being married. It’s an interesting journey and I love my wife. For the wedding, I was planning on saying some elaborate thank you speech. However, with all the hustle and bustle of planning the wedding, I forgot about it.

Still, I wrote a couple of potential speeches. The following is partly from before the wedding, but now I edited a bit.

It all starts with a quote.

Love is blind — marriage is the eye-opener.
— Pauline Thomason

Who is Pauline Thomason? I dont know.

Regardless, it’s true.

A common phrase is “Love is blind” and well, marriage is an eye opener. What you saw before is almost the same, but you get even more. If you don’t live together, now you can see how the other person lives; and that’s an eye opener. From a guy’s perspective, you see hair that isn’t yours on the ground or in the shower — new weird devices used for crimping hair, or curling it are now randomly placed across the bathroom counter. All I knew was just the hair dryer and a comb, maybe a hair clip, but all these other things? How peculiar. And then there’s that cylindrical Polly-O string cheese looking shape thing that is in a paper wrapper (Note, it’s not string cheese at all).

But that’s just the surface of it all. It’s just me being silly. What will happen is that your eyes will open and you’ll see the person you love in new eyes. This isn’t just your “significant other” anymore… it’s your life mate. It’s the person that will feed you soup when you’re ill [or maybe cook you (instant) ramen if that’s your healing source of choice]. The one to hold your hand at a family’s funeral. The one who will hug you at the end of a bad day…or even on a good day or an average day. This is the person you not only still love, but you’re married to (for life).

They’ll be bad times, this is just known as that is just the way of life at times — Ups and downs, like a roller coaster. But keep your eyes open, so you can see the person who is next to you, who stands with you in spite of tough times. Keep your eyes open and see who’s hand you’re holding. Keep your eyes open to see the one you love looking back at you. Love can be blind, but marriage is the eye opener.

Technically, as a thank you speech, it doesn’t quite work since I didn’t quite include a “thank you” part. It was really just my thoughts on marriage and what it means to me. And now that I have some experience as a married person, I have to say, I like it. I love coming home to my wife. I love sleeping next to her and waking up to her.

I’m happy.

The Meaning of True Love

Movies and books and most any “love stories” often have an explanation of what true love is or what it can do. True love will find one another like Snow White and Prince Charming in the show Once Upon A Time. Death cannot stop true love for Wesley and Buttercup in The Princess Bride.

But what does true love mean to me?

Butt cheeks.

True love to me is two butt cheeks. Because no matter what crap happens between you two, you remain together. It may get dirty, and probably stink at times, but you remain together.

It just is right.

Have you ever seen a one-cheeked person? I haven’t, but I imagine it’d be peculiar, interesting, and then mildly sad. When they sit down, they’ll always be at a slant and feel like they just parked on a hill. It’s like something is missing.

What’s true love mean to you?

November 16, 2012 LittleChow

Man thoughts – Conversations – Girlfriends and Food

scenario: Kitchen – office setting.

man 1 enters and pulls a tofu sandwich out of his lunch bag. Sees friend (man 2).

man2: “Hey, man. I didn’t know you’re a vegetarian.”

man1 “Oh. This. Nah, I’m not. You see my girlfriend is a vegetarian, so she made me this.”

man2 “That’s cool of her to do that.”

man 1 “Yea. She doesn’t eat meat, like chicken, pork, or beef. She even cut out eggs and whole milk. Me. On the other hand, I like to eat anything, well, except vagina of course. Man’s gotta have his limits.”

man2 “…”

han solo looks like he's holding air boobs.

October 24, 2012 LittleChow

You know how traffic could be worse?

Traffic just by itself is not fun- being bumper to bumper with the cars around you, making little to no progression to your destination. That’s kinda how it is living in a place where commuting is normal.

But on the bright side, you’re in your car. You have air conditioning to keep you cool. You got a radio for entertainment, and you have the option to close your windows to shut out the outside noise and smells of other cars and drivers and cigarettes. It’s not as bad as it could be. I mean what if you were in traffic and everyone had horses!

Horses.

There’s no air conditioning on a horse. And, horses tend to poop freely even while walking. So in horse traffic, your horse is libel to step in the fresh poop of another horse. So by the time you get home, your horse is likely to have brought in poop from the freeway. Also, the general smell of a horse isn’t all that alluring. Doubtfully, would there ever be a “horse” cologne.

So with that perspective, maybe traffic ain’t all that bad. Just imagine a worse scenario like having to ride a horse for 2 hours to work and back.

September 12, 2012 LittleChow