Underneath my yellow skin

The nadir of Elden Ring

I’m pinging back and forth between loving and hating Elden Ring. My overall vibe is one of love, obviously, but the things  I hate about it are congealing with time. In part because they haven’t changed over time. If anything, they’ve just gotten worse. It’s my age-old complaint about, well, everything in media. Things don’t… Continue Reading

Living the cultural divide

I’m Taiwanese American, but way more American than Taiwanese. I was born and raised in Minnesota, which is about as middle America as you can get. I grew up in an extremely white suburb at a time when the motto for immigrants was the dreaded melting pot–as in, you damn well better melt into the… Continue Reading

Dating and sex in my fifties

I’ve been writing about dating a lot lately because it’s on my mind. Before the pandemic hit (two years ago!), I had decided that I wanted to start dating again. Or at least tapping that ass on the regular. What can I say? I have terrible timing. When the pandemic hit, I obviously set aside… Continue Reading