There is a slight possibility it might be time to wear shorts here in brew city. That’s good, but it’s not what’s important. We need to stay focussed on the fact that May is National Asian American Heritage Month.

This also means it’s time for me to re-examine my “Asians I Know” list.

• Oyama—Still asian, and I still know her, so she’s all good.
• Lorene—Ahhh! see this one was a trick, West Asian!
• Some dude named Charlie.
• Photek—That harsh MFer.
• Watts—Forget it, she’s canadian.
• And I once helped Nam Tran get his release signed so he could ride The Dark Territory at Winter Park. I’m going to count that.

In other goings-ons:

It seems like Katie and Chelsey might be some people I want to hang with.

It’s too bad they don’t seem stoked on recycling. John Denver’s corpse just shed a tear.

Are people still talking about snowboarding?
I guess so, but the season’s wrapping up. It’s like the end of summer camp for everyone whose season didn’t end in like, March. I hope you all got to see that one smokin’ ass counselor naked at least once.

I copped these sappy-ass vids  from Yobeat. Obviously.

I need to hook up with SASS and get my ass to Chile.