I’m a 40-something Indian-American Alaskan, transplanted from the Boston suburbs. I like to write, rock climb, travel, read, hike, make jewelry, and sleep. Instead, I spend my days working and chasing the Bug, my wonderful incessant four year old son. I have a nearly perfect husband who loves me almost as much as he loves the Red Sox and not half as much as he loves the Patriots. We are the owners of a lapdog disguised as a Siberian Husky and the servants of a cat named Riley. I’ve also discovered in writing this blog that I’m quite profane, although according to friends and family I’m the last one to know. What the fuck is up with that?
June 3, 2008 at 7:49 pm
Thuthead –
I think you need to blog the story of how films like “The Namesake” set the standard view of Indian-American families…which we don’t fit in the least. Talk about the family gatherings where folks get completely trashed and say things like “Don’t trust Ad! He will use you,and abuse you!” or ask who would you rather have to sleep with, then list elderly family friends of both sexes as possibilities a,b and c…also, the whole toilet phenomenon, when Dad would drag us all into the bathroom then lecture on how to wipe your ass to preserve toilet paper. Endless subjects!!
October 22, 2008 at 11:25 am
Haha, what the fuck IS up with that? Hey, you are in Alaska and I am in Sweden. We’ve got that latitudinal thing going on. And yes, I did have to check the difference between longitude and latitude before writing that. Going to peek around your blog some more…