Bill Murray and Steve Martin perform my inner monologue whenever I find a teeny fish head or piece of meat jelly in my soup.
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- Me and Mrs. Meiser
- Five Things I Miss About America
- The Earth is for the People
- As big as your forearm!
- Afternoon Snacks Done Right
- Our Meeting with Dino
- What the hell is that?
- Bragging Rights
- When is it over?
- "Now you know what typhoon is"
- Typhoon Top Ten
- Thar She Blows
- It's not easy being green...
- Lost in Translation
- Not the American Way
- Globalization all up in my face
- Squid Ice Cream: It's what's for brunch
- I died ...
- James' Dirty Pillows
- Oh thank God, I found it
- Plan For Day Four
- Asia is Adorable
- Learning Chinese No. 2
- Learning Chinese
- The View from My Balcony
- How many men does it take to pack a dumpling?
- Sea Cucumber: It's what's for dinner
- Goodbye
- Sometimes in Life...
- A Conversation about Asians in Oregon
- If I were a nice Chinese girl...
- Baby Football
- Two Weddin's and a Baby
- Packing
- And just for laughs...
- Parliamentary Smack-Down
- 10 Day Count Down
- Happy Burfday Leslie, Cont'd.
- Proof my Cambodian brother grew up in Alaska
- A Little Bit About Me
- Happy Burfday To Me
- Alaska: A Real Place
- First Day of Skewl
- Learning Chinese
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