August 29, 2004

"I feel like I have the strength of a bear that has the strength of two bears."- Sealab 2021

I never really paid much attention to the Olympics (this post is not about basketball) or gave much thought to the details of the wedding I would like to have, but I have the basics outlined. But, racism sucks and I wouldn't fight a bear. (The rest of this post details these thoughts. Not interested? Well... piss off then. Like me so much you'll read anything I write? Come on in.)

To those who came in (Jess and my mom): this post is long and uninteresting, but since you stayed longer than those other people, I am warning you nicely and if you don't want to read it anymore, I will only tell you to wee-wee off.

I have mixed feelings about our Men's basketball team and they way we handle selecting players for it. But this post is not about that, some already talked about why we didn't have our "best" team, others get into where we should go from here, and one even pulls "The card" as explanation. All of them have analyzed it far better, and more in-depth, than I care to.

A quick note about that last one. I don't think racism is a thing of the past, I think it's something people will struggle with for a long time, whether it's outright or shown through statistical analysis. But I don't think that's why our team wasn't supported.

So, with that out of the way, I was at a wedding tonight; my second since being here. After going through it twice I feel the need to share how odd I find it. There is no "ceremony." Not in the traditional (our tradition that is) sense. Here, a wedding is basically a dinner party. Actually, since I've only been to two, I can't say for certain that it has to be at dinnertime, so it's really just a party. My first was a lavish wedding, full of... everything basically. Tonight was much more low-key. Both were very nice, and if I had to choose one for myself (as a reception) I'd have a hard time.

Here's how it works: people show up, mingle, eat as much as they can, then when everyone is full, the groom will say his thing, then the bride might say something, then parents, then any others wishing to say something. That's pretty much it. Once those speeches are done, the party is pretty much over. Since this is their custom, I'm sure it feels quite natural and completely full filling. Since it's not my custom, I would feel like I did the last time I got married, which was in kindergarten; I don't remember who I married, but I did get part of her lunch... it was the best... anyways. Without the "I do's", the rings (they have rings, but no ceremony involving it), and a quickie in the bathroom, I just wouldn't feel like I was married. Maybe it's just me...

Either way, it was nice, but very hot. I was in the outdoor section and wearing a suit, which I looked damn good in if I do say so myself (I'd put pics up, but I'm not sure Brian is still chafing. Come to think of it, it's actually the suit that Brian bought for me while he was here. That's a pretty funny story, but the short version is the lady in the department store thought he was a rich foreigner buying his boytoy (me) some clothes before he (Brian) brought him(me) home to strip him (me) down.) (Mom and especially dad, this is not what happened, this is just what the lady thought cause a lot of that goes on around here. I just wanted to clarify cause you guys are asian and are easily confused... no homosexual sex for me.)))))))...) But it was Thailand, buttery hot out, so I had to leave shortly after the speeches. When I got home I saw that Thailand was about to face Cuba for the gold in Boxing.

I knew that Thailand had done well so far, but I didn't realize that they (we?... no, not yet. they) were already competing for the gold. I hadn't yet had a chance to see the Thai boxer put his thing down, so I decided to give it a go. I was pretty impressed with what I saw. I mean sure he pretty much ran away the entire 4th period, but any smart boxer with a 4 point lead and less than a minute to go would have. Either way, I'm not a huge boxing fan. Roy Jones Jr. and De La Hoya are pretty much the only two that interest me. Besides Tyson, but that's only cause he's likely to do something retarded (like fight a bear) and probably illegal (like doing other stuff... with a bear). It's another sport that I am more interested in "doing" rather than "watching."

Posted by Mark at August 29, 2004 05:55 AM

Comments

I'm insulted you didn't think I'd read on.. And all I have to say about what you wrote is... Uh-HUH! ;)

Posted by: Andrea at August 30, 2004 07:33 AM

I am not surprised that you knew I would read on :) wee wee off...lol

Posted by: Jess at August 30, 2004 09:51 PM

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