misAdventures of Workmonkey 3.0

Ahhhhh, jeah. Workmonkey's alter-ego, intoxicated Workmonkey, is back again, ready to rap at cha. This is as good as Workmonkey gets, pure and simple. Words flow from my mouth like yack flowed into Lee's tub. Like marbles frozen in jello, however, I will slowly jiggle my thoughts into this blogg, rather than the full rolling I usually display. Speaking of Lee's tub, Lee's relatives are in town. Like all Tawainese, Lee's family is cheap, and insists on staying in our cramped apartment for days on end. This time, however, there is only a Lee mother and a Lee father to contend with, which I can handle. A few months ago, I had a Lee Uncle, a Lee Aunt, and two Lee cousins staying in our pad. How do you say "Get a Motel 6, for the love of God" in chink language? I would have payed for it myself if they couldn't afford the $14.99 a night room charge. Six people in a small two-bedroom apartment in SF is a bit much, unless you are Mexican or something. Suffice to say, when they left, we were missing our 100 lb bag of rice and the rice cooker. I think it is against Chinese culture to actually pay for a motel room when you are in town, regardless of whether or not you have room available. Last time my brother and sister were in town, they had a few hotel rooms between them, just in case anyone else showed up. The good thing about having Lee's relatives in town, though, is that they always come bearing gifts. I walked into the kitchen tonight, and sure enough there was a bowl of fresh pears, a bag of raisins, and loads of lychee, I am sure (though I haven't found it yet). Anyway, I am hoping to learn some Mandarin this weekend ... In other news, I had my first full set of classes at Miami Ad School today ... Assignment #1 for my Ad Concepts class: Come up with 30 print ad ideas for a chewing gum of your choice. I'll be taking suggestions all week, so feel free to page me ...