Say hello to Michael Jackson

“You must be new,” he said in a smooth, yet husky voice. I nodded, not understanding what he was saying. “Well, you’re going to fit right in here with all those kids,” he pointed with his salty, savory-smelling hotdog, adorned with just the right amount of yellow mustard. “Yep, a lot of Asians around here.… Continue reading Say hello to Michael Jackson

FaceBook Friend Request

Every month or so, I receive a random request from strange men. Despite being a Gen X‘er, I still hang around on Facebook—no, we don’t call it Meta (take note, snarky tech bros). These random friend requests typically come from middle-aged men, somewhat handsome with their distinguishing grays, and always, it seems, widowed—forever without their… Continue reading FaceBook Friend Request

First Fight

“If you ask my husband what my only wish is, he’ll say it’s to eat whatever I want without gaining weight. But after pondering for a moment, I’ll know I have trained him well. Because above all, he knows that one of my dreams in life is to beat the shit out of someone. I’m… Continue reading First Fight

Lucky Dream?

On numerous occasions, my mother and father have regaled me with tales of lucky dreams. “If you ever see a pig in your dreams, that means you’re going to be rich or have good fortune,” they would say gleefully. These conversations often coincided with me watching The Cosby Show — yes, that show. Despite the… Continue reading Lucky Dream?

Tony Danza- My TV DAD

Everyone has that place when growing up; it’s like a secret bunker where you can escape from annoying siblings, nagging parents, or situations — like when you sneeze so hard your snot rockets reach your crush’s perfectly shaved head, marking him with your DNA. You don’t just die a little — oh no, you plummet… Continue reading Tony Danza- My TV DAD

Angela

My uncle, my mother’s younger brother, immigrated to the United States when I was about 11 years old. Our uncle was always mistaken for my older brother as he looked youthful. His appearance didn’t resemble that of a middle-aged Korean man; he had huge eyes like a manga character, smooth skin, and cool wavy locks… Continue reading Angela