Urban family Korean BBQ Saturday dinner.
Just cuz urban fam Korean BBQ reunions + the husbie + Binx = always worth reblogging.
Today was a big day. It was the first time I left the comfy confines of my condo (aside from being shuttled to and from the surgeon’s office by my loving husbie for my post-op follow-up visit) in over two weeks.
Oh yeah - I forgot to tell y’all. I tore my achilles playing basketball while executing a killer crossover then driving and dishing like a good point guard looking like a clumsy fool. ULTIMATE DEBBIE DOWNER TROMBONE.
I’ve never had any type of major injury, broken bone, etc. in my life…so this has definitely been a shock to my system. And though I’ve been perfectly content at home hopped up on some “adult candy” (i.e., pretty powerful pain-killers), this whole experience has made me really appreciate the little things. What I would give to just walk around normally. Take a shower without it being an ordeal. Go to work and do my daily routine. Play a pick-up game of hoops again. *sigh*
Despite the boo-hoo sentiment of this post, I really am in good spirits. The surgery went well and I’m already a bit ahead of schedule in my recovery. My incredibly patient and understanding husbie took me to the Korean grocery store today and I had a fun time shuffling around the aisles in my huge honkin’ boot grabbing all sorts of yammy treats. I mean, I’m confined to my crutches for about eight weeks so I might as well get fat, right? ROROR LULZ. *^_______^*
Otay, I’m off now to watch Tangled on the Disney channel and eat some amajing miso ramyun I bought at Super H-Mart! Bai for now my tumblies!
VICTORIA AZARENKA, THE #BRBCHEATER.
I never was a huge fan of Victoria Azarenka, but now I have every reason to HATE her.
Just because you can’t manage your nerves while squandering FIVE opportunities to seal the deal, you cannot fake injuries for TEN minutes to gather yourself. All the while, you’re playing mind games with your opponent, the up-and-coming Sloane Stephens, who managed to gain momentum and was up to serve.
LIKE, WUT?
And I love how you couldn’t keep your story straight in the post-match interviews. What was it, Vika? Were you choking your game, or could you literally not breathe? Was it your back that was bothering you, or was it the fact that you actually have no spine?
You’re a liar. You’re a cheat. You’re a fake. What you did was ugly, and God don’t like ugly. May Li Na hit you square in the mouth with a ball so you need a real medical time-out.
GURL BAI.
Also, not to mention Vika is arguably the worst offender when it comes to annoying grunting. Gurl, why don’t you get your new bff Redfoo to auto-tune your grunts into one of his tracks or something.
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Up - Epik High (feat. Park Bom from 2NE1)
Although I’m still excited mortified something that Gangnam Style continues to blow up and that K-pop has reached somewhat global proportions, I wish some of the more “quality” tunes would get just half the promo - like this feel-good, hipster-hop power anthem from Epik High. It has crossover appeal written all over it. I mean, can’t you see a joint like this blowing up all over American radio if it were performed by say, Far East Movement featuring Rihanna?
P.S. Big ups for the shout out to South Korean Olympic fencer Shin A-Lam towards the end of the MV.
Slower - Brandy
I stan for Brandy; there are no ifs, ands, or buts about it. Fell in love watching her swingin’ on that swing set in I Wanna Be Down, bopped around in my imaginary puffy white suit with her in Baby, and lounged around on my bed while Sittin’ Up In My Room. I own a physical copy (Who buys CDs nowadays LULZ??) of every one of her albums.
Bran-Bran has always had technically ridiculous chops, but after spinning Two Eleven for the past few days I can definitely say this is Ms. Norwood at her vocal peak. The control she has over her emotive tone, timbre, and vibrato is unreal at this point. She constantly slays with every crisp, cascading run she pulls (I mean, the one right after the first chorus [0:59] in this? YAASSSSS!!) and the ethereal layering of her harmonies is a signature Brandy stamp I can never get enough of.
Best *real* R&B album of 2012, hands-down.
Ray-Ray visits Toronto - A Picture Show
When I travel for work, it’s always somewhere super boraphyll like Dallas or Albuquerque or podunk-town, Amurrica. So imagine my excitement slash nervousness when I was one of two folks from my Agency chosen to represent the good ol’ US of A at a big international conference in Toronto.
The conference itself was very interesting, insightful, rewarding and tiring. I will not bore you with the details of all of the work we did, but rather give you what my tumblr is mostly about these days - purty pics and FOOD FOOD FOOD.
The scenery was bootipuhl, obvi…
And the food…CLAUDE HAMMERCY IT WAS YAMMY…
Including catered lunches freshly prepared by chefs at our conference venue:
And luxuly four-course dinners, featuring roasted French onion soup (with sweet onion crouton balls):
A palette-cleansing lemon sorbet in a sweet liqueur and frosted rosemary:
Grilled bison tenderloin (and boy was it tender!), fresh from Alberta along with seasoned fingerling potatoes and colorful roasted vegetable cuts:
And a scrumptious caramel-drizzled apple crostada with cinnamon ice cream to finish things off:
Finally, here is me at the end of the night with a big smile on my face because I just ate like a big pig. YAYAYAY FATNESS!!
Thanks Toronto! I’ll be back soon, hopefully!!
Stop Girl - U-KISS
If you would’ve told me that a portly, middle-aged comedic rapper with a ridic horse-riding dance routine would be the first K-pop act to have a bonafide smash in the U.S. (and be on the cusp of having the first top ten hit by a Korean artist on the Billboard charts), I would’ve ROR’d so hard in your face. With the return of boy bands like One Direction and The Wanted, wouldn’t something like this be more appropriate? U-KISS serves it all in this vidja - sleek black and white visuals, creepy smoldering gazes into the cam, LULZ-y posing, and impeccably synced choreography - all packaged within a super-slick urban pop confection. And they don’t even mess up any of their English lyrics! EUREKA.
I mean, honestly…when I listen to this, I can’t help but think U-KISS have arguably better vocals than those UK groups. And the latter don’t even dance a lick. Just sayin’.
YAY KOLEA K-POP PIGHTING!! *^__^*
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