Blatant Anti-Asian Racism on Gay Websites Still Exists

I find the blatant anti-Asian racism on gay websites hilarious! 

Check out this article.

The other night at MJ's Bar an Asian guy legitimately won the hot body contest.  The crowd went went wild as he gyrated for their applause.  The MC announced, "...mmm I crave some wonton soup myself!" 

My group of Asian friends groaned.  The Asian guy had a great body, cocky smile and a killer butt that he shook at 8.5 magnitude in his speedo.  Sadly he looked without personality, but he also looked like he was used to being on a stage slash objectified.  We watched as he rubbed up against this white? Latino? guy with disinterest.  Congrats, $1,000 in your hand and someone to appreciate your wontons.

It makes me wonder, as a gay Asian, would I prefered to be objectified or disregarded as having any worth.  Meh, I wouldn't want to be targeted by these mainstream gays anyway.  And I think wonton soup is a very endearing pet name.

It makes me sadder when I see an Asian guy say, "white guys only."

Check out this old article from the same writers that talks about Gay Interracial Relationships: On Being “Sticky Rice” and Loving Other Asian Men.  I find it very interesting.

Oh,  below is a real conversation I recently had, IT'S SO FUNNY!!!!:

I was wondering if I had special pheromones.

Vacation in WeHo

I resent mony for finding my wonderful Victorian home on the east side too filthy to stay at. But as I lay beside this unpopulated swimming pool at mony's hotel in weho I am thankful for his lavish spending habits. I'm beginning to appreciate his 'keep it simple, keep it easy, here's a wad of cash' policy.

What a wonderful vacation in West Hollywood. My boys from yay area are still sleeping- recovering from a tame night that lasted until 3:30am. Nothing is planned for the day and the only thing to stress about is how I forgot to put on sun screen.

Beats going to a crowded beach 10 fold... Beats my labor day weekend itinerary outline that I gmailed to everyone by millions.

Portland - Umbrella

In Portland it doesn't usually rain hard enough for you to need an umbrella. We used our garage sale purchased umbrella as a backdrop.

KevJumba on Amazing Race

OMGGGG  Thanks for the tip Danster!
Go KEVJUMBA!

http://www.channelapa.com/2010/09/kevjumba-on-amazing-race-season-17.html

It Sucks to be a Straight Guy in Hollywood

My coworker and I found amazing parking around the corner from the club.  The bouncer looked at us and priced us, "the girl is free and you are $20."  Seriously?

La Vida on Saturday is disgusting.
Douchebags everywhere and girls who are over done.

I bought drinks for the ladies... because I felt naturally obligated to pay for women despite the fact that my goal wasn't to sleep with them.  Maybe I feel bad that they'll be hitting glass ceiling in their careers at some time, but they are nice people when they aren't catty.  I figured, hey, you shared your hot Cheetos with me at work... I'll buy you a patron shot.

3 Patron shots, closed my tab... $42.

Beautiful.  At least the music was amazing.  They had hip hop accompanied by a live drum player.  Straight clubs have the best music.

God, it sucks to be a straight guy.  One of the girls didn't even thank me for my ridiculous purchase.   And now what?  We dance?  I observed creepster guys do creepster things. I was used as a cock block.  These creepster guys who blow so much cash going to these places on a regular basis in hopes of getting some stupid hoe girl drunk so that they can take them home only to get blocked by the sassy gay friend.  Poor straight guys.

But I must say, the ladies looked hot.  Girls are teases, willing to accept your drinks, willing to dance with you for one song and willing to leave you the second they find their girlfriends.  Manipulative.  Not these ladies of course, but the species of women in general. Poor straight guys.

I mean, I had a good time, but fuck I was getting poorer with every minute I stayed.  Is the good music worth this?  I observed other straight guys take stabs at trying to dance with girls.  I overheard bro-dude talk... everyone had some sort of character that they were trying to play here.  Some sort of act.  The atmosphere was grimy.

No one seemed approachable.  We left and the valet was a mess.  Fights and accidents everywhere as expected.  My coworker told me that if her bf found out some guys were hitting on her he would be down there with his posse in 5 minutes and then there would be cops and yellow tape everywhere.  She was serious and told a story.

We found an amazing Thai place patronized by Thai people and with a Thai band playing. As we sat on the patio I felt like I was in Thailand.

As we enjoyed the best padthai of my life I thought to myself again: it sucks to be a straight in Hollywood.

There is no THE ONE.

I posted on my facebook status, "Attention 20 something year olds: there is no "THE ONE" stop searching and focus on your careers.  You'll be happier for it."

This was sparked by my AIM conversations about the mindset of 20 something year olds.  It was reposted by other friends, but folks had something to say about my definitive remark.

I thought it was interesting what people had to say.

Uncertain Human Connection

I would prefer it that I date people who chat online because there are particular conversations that you have online that do not happen face to face or through text. And it's the idea of knowing that they are available to talk compared to feeling like you are intruding when you call/ text them.

I had two very interesting conversations today with folks I've recently met. I successfully sparked epiphanies with both parties talking about being single. I would like to think that I have enough wisdom and experience to share to others, but in reality, I don't, so I must blog it out to reassure myself.

I personally DONT want to experience pain and disappointment and would like to relish in the freedom of my 20s by embracing free love and flirtations. Commitment is not worth risking heartache (for now). But I still would like to connect with people. I don't want to expect anything from anyone and would just like to enjoy uncertainty.

If I hook up with someone I'd like to ask them to stay to cuddle so that I connect with another human in that moment for longer than 1.5 hours. Why, do we need to leave after we hook up with someone? Please stay and talk to me... and then leave in the morning to return to your life. Because if you leave at 2AM, I will feel dirty and empty. If you leave at 10AM, I will feel like I have successfully made that connection. A connection that may or may not be emotional... but let's not figure that out tomorrow.

Over AIM I talked about how it's impossible to recreate first love. In relationships proceeding first love, we attached ourselves to the first spark that we feel because we are relieved that we are capable of experiencing the same amazing sensations of first love with someone else. In actuality, we are not actually experiencing that same love, but rather remembering what it feels like and projecting it.

And that's why it's good to take things slow... so that something new can develop that's different from previous love.

I advised my new friends not to be so eager to put pressure in defining relationships, but rather let feelings breath and manifest organically. You can't demand a definition because there may not be an answer at the time. "What are we?" ... "Does it matter?" Why are we in such a hurry... we are gay, our eggs do not rot with time. We are young, we have other matters to deal with. "Are we dating?" "Are you interested?" ... Often, the answer is, I don't know.

What's more fun? Knowing the answer to these questions or being uncertain?  

It's the uncertainty that excites me- not knowing where anything is going and not letting that stop you touching, frustrate you to insanity or drain you so that you no longer have any sort of energy to do anything else. It is during uncertainty that you melt when you win the who-contacts-who-first game. And if it doesn't happen, you are able to just shrug your shoulders and focus on other things/relationships. At the same time, it's not being afraid to admit that you're thinking of them, tug at their heart strings.

I enjoy making connections with undefined titles and letting things develop naturally; to enjoy company without expectation and experience relationships without pressure.  Even though I'm single.... I don't feel alone.