I'm pretty sure I've told this story before, but I still boggle a little over what happened on a day trip in eastern Oklahoma with my step-mother. (She was born in Hayward CA, her parents had emigrated from southern China.) South of the river, some Choctaws asked if she was Cherokee. Later that day, north of the river, some Cherokees asked if she was Choctaw.

When I was in the Andes in Peru I was hanging out with one of our guides before the tour started and he was telling me he had a friend who worked for National Geographic in the states and would send him videos. There was was one about Tibet and he was blown away with how similar they were to his own people.

Later, I'm home in NYC and I'm talking to the owner of the health food store where I go. He's Tibetan. I tell him the story and he was all "Yes! Yes!" and told me about mistaking Peruvian women for Tibetans.

They both saw not only physical similarities but asthetic (particularly in textiles) ones as well.

I didn't get my evaluation done.

Sigh.

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I am going to DIE of sweetness. Ozymandias just laid down by my feet and put his head on my leg, as dogs do. But then he sort of gave a little squeeze and sighed. Killz me, he does.

I am rapidly coming to dislike some of my IRL friends via their facebook statuses, stati, whatever.

1) The overly flowery, lectury status. Uses "one" and "ought" and any 10 cent words that come to mind. i.e. Person X would like to remind everyone that one ought not forget that this is a social networking forum and therefore be mindful of what one says.

2) The "I van to be alone" i.e. Person Y Sorry people I must to bed. I wish I could be more ubiquitous for you all, but you must let me rest sometime!

3) The hidden misogynist psycho path who wonders why women avoid him (will probably have 3 or more giggly women posting comments wondering the same). i.e. Person Z is done with the bitch ex. I can't understand. I'm a good provider willing to take care of a good woman. Next time only someone worthy of me!

Ooh, you know what I don't understand? People who "like" their own stuff! What's that about?

Perkins, me too. Maybe tomorrow once I get in. I may actually walk to work if the roads are bad enough. Should take half an hour or so. Maybe. I don't know.

Right? If you didn't "like" it, why post it?

Also? Multiple comments on their own status. I get if you forgot to mention something, or as an aside, but 2 or more?

If I like spinach, mushrooms and olives on a pizza with a tangy cheese with a pesto base, what do I bring to a pizza party?

um, that. I had some awesome pasta for dinner, but now I want your pizza. And not in a porny way. Okay, in a porny way, but we have can actual pizza after, right?

My mom and her best friend, J, started off as co-workers who only spoke together on the phone. Based on my maiden name, J's mental image of my mom was a black militant Muslim woman. When they finally did meet face to face, it was quite a surprise that mom was just a basic American Mutt.

My best friend in middle school was Brazilian and about six inches shorter than me. We used to get asked constantly if we were twins. When pressed for reasons, most people would say "Well, you have the same glasses."