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Yesterday I was reminded of The Grace Lee project , which really intrigues me. The film was made by filmmaker Grace Lee. When she left her hometown in Missouri, she discovered that "Grace Lee" was an extremely common name. Many people she ran into recalled former Grace Lees that they had met. The filmmaker became interested in the mythology of "Grace Lee" and decided to investigate. The film is about Asian identity and assumptions, and it's been extremely well received. I really hope I get the chance to see it.

If you're in Seattle, the film is opening the Asian film festival tomorrow night!

I've become convinced that Jim Wongs and Jen Wongs are extremely common. In fact, I think Jen is a very common name for Asian Canadians who are around my age.I personally adore having such an unusual name. It frequently gets mispelled, and no one can pronounce my last name properly, but I love that if I google my full name, all the hits that come up are actually me. I'm sure there is someone with my same name in France, as my first name can be French and my last name is a French/German name from the Alsace-Lorraine region.

A break up letter to Bust magazine

Dear Bust magazine ,

I'm sorry to have to end things like this, but I have to be truthful. I think we're on a break. And this time, it's not me, it's you. Lately, it seems that when I read you, I have the sort of feeling that one has when they go out for lunch with a love interest that's gone wrong. I keep on going out for lunch with you, thinking that the conversation will be good, thinking that we had a connection, but then during lunch I remember that you are vapid and that you bore me and make me feel dirty. Lately, it seems we have less and less in common, and frankly, you're too into yourself.

I knew that things were going sour once I saw the coke ring on your pages. I was immediately turned off and offended. I know that people do coke, but do I really need to see an endorsement of cocaine in the pages of a feminist magazine? I don't think so.

It didn't always used to be like this. I used to be excited by you and your content and feel that you were giving me a fresh, new perspective. I loved your articles and your movie, book and cd reviews. I'm a sex positive feminist and I liked that you were too. You made me think and what's sexier than that?

I must admit that you still have your good qualities. You publish and promote work by many of my friends, you're advocating DIY and you continue to promote some things I believe in. However, I knew that our love had faded when I saw your music issue and was not even tempted to take you home. And frankly, I've been seeing other magazines. Your place in my life has been filled by Bitch , a magazine that inspires me and compels me to think about the world and pop culture, which I love. In fact, Bitch was even in my bed, keeping me company last night! I might even cement our love by purchasing a subscription!

So, Bust , I think we're on a break. At least, until you think things through and get your act together.