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May 31, 2005

Inside Deep Throat...Awww Yeah!

Deep Throat, the man who leaked on Tricky Dick Nixon during the Watergate Scandal, has revealed his identity to the public after 30 plus years of silence.

W. Mark Felt, as he's less exoticly called, was the former No. 2 FBI man when he snitched on Dick in the early '70s. Now 91, he's being heralded by his family as a "great American hero." Believe it or not.

Add Deep Throat to the list of other great 20th century mysteries solved:

Who Shot J.R.?
Who Killed Laura Palmer?
Who is Keyser Soze?

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May 25, 2005

Shaq's Playhouse

It's obvious from his role as a "rappin' genie with an attitude" in the movie Kazaam! that Shaquille O'Neal loves to protect troubled children. He's now taken his passion a step further.

Recently, Shaq became an official U.S. deputy marshal dedicated to fighting the crusade against Internet sex offenders.

You may want to take a moment to let that sink in.
Ok continue.

The guy's got cause. Phil - the guy who took him from a boy to a man because his biological didn't bother - was an Army Sergeant and large inspiration behind Shaq's interest in law enforcement. Since his teenage days, Shaq has gone to police academy and worked as a reserve officer in L.A., recovering stolen cars and assisting in several arrests.

For his new savvy online role, Mr. NBA has already logged in countless hours on his home computer doing research and training. When he retires from playing basketball, he hopes to take a GIGANORMOUS pay cut and become a full-time active police officer with potential for undercover work. Shaq...7'1"...undercover...hmmm.

In all fairness, it's really refreshing to see an uber-wealthy celebrity want to do the dirty work of another profession. I commend Shaq for his genuine philanthropic goals. Let's go Shaq Attack!

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May 23, 2005

In a Time Crunch? Skip this Entry.

When writer's block strikes a blogger, there's only one sensible thing to do - generate a list of inane headlines, of course.

Without further ado, here's some interesting stories I found during the fifteen minutes between 10:20 p.m. and 10:35 p.m.:

200 Dead Cats Found in N.J. Woman's Home: And this lady was the founder of a "no-kill" animal shelter.

Charlotte Church: I Look Good Naked: Stop rebelling opera girl, and sing you angel of music...lest you succumb to the fate of Mrs. Federline.

One-Year-Old Arrested: Daddy put stolen vodka in his baby trolley. Naturally, Mexican authorities arrested the baby as an accomplice.

'GOOGLE' NOW VALUED AT $71 BILLION... More than Walt Disney Co and General Motors -- combined???!!! (from Drudge Report): I always knew changing the logo for the holidays was a smart thing.

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May 22, 2005

Unlawful Entry: NYC PSA

Like a bad Ray Liotta movie, a bizarre theft scare took place on Friday, and seemed to snowball throughout the weekend.

Friday night, my friend's apartment, located just two blocks from mine, was broken into while she was out. She had left her rear window open a crack, and apparently that was enough to allow illegal entry. The burglars didn't completely sweep the place, but she lost some very sentimental, and therefore irreplaceable, heirlooms.

Strange, but true FACT #1: Her brother's car was professionally stolen from his company's parking lot the same day.

Strange, but true FACT #2: Our mutual friend reported that one of the apartments on her floor - the fifth floor of a walkup building - was burglarized during broad daylight on Saturday. Fifth floor...broad daylight...HUH?

While I normally feel very safe walking through the streets of New York, this is a crucial reminder of how careful one needs to be in the city. A few things to remember:

Always lock your windows when you're not at home.
Don't let strangers into your building, especially at night.
Think about getting renter's insurance.

The last is something I've only thought about in terms of fire or Acts of God, but now see it can provide much needed peace of mind should you experience the misfortune of apartment theft. For less than $15-$30 a month, it may be worth it.

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May 19, 2005

Briefs of Vast Destruction

I'm all for exposing evil dictators, but this is ridiculous.

The Sun's message is loud and clear boys: Wear tighty whities, and you support terrorism.







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May 17, 2005

No More Words

In an effort to better myself, I've made a list of words/phrases I'd like to cut out of my vernacular, or at the very least, utter less frequently.

I hemmed and hawed about whether to share this "revealing" list or not. After all, it's quite possible to mistake me for an angry sullen bitch at a quick glance of these words.

In the end, truth always prevails at I Eat Rice. So, read on! Just please be kind in your comments.

Words/phrases I need to say less:
Like
Seriously
I Cut You
Eah? (A grunt used upon being unexpectedly beckoned)
You suck
Whatever
Whore
Sweet
I Hate You
Awesome
Dude
N-i-i-ih-ce (only the extended version)
I Kill You
What the f*ck?
I love the smell of napalm in the morning.

Words/phrases I don't ever want to be caught saying:
friggin'
Oh my gaw
nuke-yoo-ler

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May 12, 2005

(Sort of) Celebrity Sightings

While on a CVS run this afternoon, I passed Quentin Tarantino on Bleecker Street. I stared at him for a good 5 seconds because: a)He's one of my favorite directors, having helmed such genius films as the Kill Bills, Pulp Fiction and Reservoir Dogs, b)I'm a shoe-gazing walker, normally oblivious to celebrity sightings, which made this spotting extra momentous, and c)He's even freakier looking in person than I had imagined, very stork-like with exaggerated features. He murmured something about the bubble tea at Suzie's Chinese Restaurant and then vanquished out of sight.

Similarly - but not really at all - my friend Larry saw former St. Elsewhere star Ed Begley Jr. in the Times Square vicinity yesterday. (Before you judge, remember that St. Elsewhere was the '80s hospital drama that launched the careers of notables Denzel Washington and Howie Mandel.)

The most interesting discovery was learning that Ed Begley Jr. has an official online fan forum, a necessary resource for all of his many fan(s). The discussion topics are broken down into Film/TV/Theater, The Environment, and Mr. Miscellaneous. Guess which topic has yielded zero posts?

Fun fact: One of these two stars appeared on three episodes of The Golden Girls, and it wasn't Ed Begley Jr.

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May 09, 2005

I'm Not North Korean

The latest report from U.N. nukes expert Mohamed ElBaradei indicates that North Korea may have 5 or 6 nuclear weapons.

If Pyongyang proceeds with tests, repercussions could be disastrous. A radioactive fallout could wreak havoc on the economies of Tokyo and Seoul; leakages would lead to almost certain environmental damage.

Some believe that North Korea's nuclear missiles could even reach the West Coast of the United States.

I think it's as good a time as ever to gently remind my readers that I'm NOT North Korean. You can distinguish yourself too with Tiny Factory's all-too-appropriate NNK t-shirt.

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May 01, 2005

Freaks, Geeks and Cults of Personality

My friend had free tickets to see the Family Guy Live show at Town Hall Friday night. While not an original cult fan, I have had the pleasure of enjoying some episodes in their second run DVD life.

TV freaks and Seth Green in one room? I couldn't resist.

The entire voiceover cast, along with three producers/writers, were in attendance. (Exciting, but not necessarily worth the insane $55-$65 ticket price real people paid.) First on the agenda, the cast re-enacted a full-length episode live. Seeing creator Seth MacFarlane's lightning transition from dad Peter to baby Stewie to dog Brian was quite remarkable, a feat not appreciated while viewing the animated episodes.

The reading was followed by a musical act from MacFarlane and his TV wife Alex Borstein, a teaser for Sunday's premiere season episode, and my favorite...the audience Q&A.

Nothing highlights the audience freaks much like a Q&A. Here are three things I learned about the Family Guy cult:

1 - Family Guy's core audience consists of socially averse animation geeks and speech-impaired teen boys.

2 - Don't try to pitch a job while at the mic. MacFarlane will kill you!

3 - People who make it a point to continually watch and rewind scenes in hopes of winning a bet with their girlfriend that the producers edited out a few frames with Stewie have WAAAAYYY too much time on their hands.

*Bonus: I've confirmed that Seth Green IS the epitomal thespian representative of Generation X.

On an equally cultish note, I saw the much-anticipated The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy movie. About two months ago, I read the book for the first time. While not fanatical about it, I greatly enjoyed and respected Douglas Adams' wit, characterization and imagination.

The movie? Ehhh...I'm not sure it did the book justice. The cultish freaks are going to find fault with story changes and the addition of new, pointless characters (i.e. John Malkovich's Humma Kuvala). People not familiar with the book are likely to be befuddled by its seemingly mundane plot. Average fans like myself will have enjoyed a humorous movie, perhaps wishing Director Garth Jennings could've done a little more to make non-fans want to explore the book.

It always amazes me the amount of time, energy, and money fans will spend when they find a cult obsession. While I might razz on extreme fans of Family Guy and the Hitchhiker's Guide, it's a bit unfair. After all, who knows what I would do to bring my beloved Freaks & Geeks back on-air?! I guess I'm just as lame as any other cult freak.

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