Tom Selleck acts with his mouth. It’s a subtle but effective talent. Most actors focus on how and what their eyes convey to the audience. Whether their characters are listening, reacting, retreating or attacking, they project it all through their eyes. But with Selleck, both his emotions and his authority as NYC Police Commissioner Frank... Continue Reading →
The Coolest Weekend in Hong Kong
It’s been a few days but I’m still buzzed from my Clockenflap experience. Kil Sun Moon, Rachael Yamagata, The Skatalites, Clean Bandit, Earth, Wind & Fire Experience, Swervedriver, cold beer, good food, best friends, EO and YO having a blast. And I haven’t even mentioned Sunday night! Oh Lord. But before I get to that... Continue Reading →
A New Chapter
Hi rockmom friends, In case you haven't come across any of my shameless self-promoting tweets and posts, I've started writing for a site called Expat Living Hong Kong, sister site to Expat Living Singapore. You can read my first post here. The super coolio thing is I'm getting paid. Crazy, I know! Without mentioning any... Continue Reading →
The Existential Boy Band: One Direction in Hong Kong
“The proof that the little prince existed is that he was charming, that he laughed, and that he was looking for a sheep. If anybody wants a sheep, that is a proof that he exists.” ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince UPDATE ON THE UPDATE: Zayn has left the building. UPDATE: just as I... Continue Reading →
From Chicago to China and Back Again: Susan Blumberg-Kason
Not long ago I had the pleasure to meet Susan Blumberg-Kason, author of the recently-published memoir Good Chinese Wife. The book is a very honest and brave look at Susan's difficult marriage to a charismatic mainland scholar and musician, Cai. They met in Hong Kong, spent time in China and settled in San Francisco, where... Continue Reading →
Postcard From The Edge
At Jardine House, my family and I walked down the stairs from the elevated walkway and stepped out in to an empty street - Connaught Road. In all his 39 years living in Hong Kong, Hubs said, he had never walked in the middle of this street. Now it was deserted of cars, buses and... Continue Reading →
The Book of Houston
And Lo, the day shall come to pass when thou will engage in a conversation with thy father or thy mother about thy parent's bowel movements. And thou will enter into dialogue and be a witness to thy parent's colonic testimony, and thou will listen freely and openly and with only small disgust and embarrassment.... Continue Reading →
Monday Morning Music – Chromeo
School's out this week! That means this expat family will be packing up and hitting the long-haul soon, so I thought I'd post this summer jam - Frequent Flyer - by the funky Montreal duo, Chromeo. It's from their recent release, White Women, and it is fun (and clean) so play it for the kids... Continue Reading →
Talking Rock, Writing & Darius Rucker with Author Suzanne Kamata
So one of the best things about being part of the 'Dragonfruit' anthology is getting to know the work of other expatriate women writers. Women such as award-winning author, Suzanne Kamata, who lives in Japan. Her anthology essay, 'Love and Polka Dots', tells of a museum trip with her daughter, who is a budding artist herself but disabled,... Continue Reading →
Contains One Teenager – Xanax Not Included
One day last month, EO awoke with horns and fangs. She growled at her little sister, rolled over in bed and went back to sleep. Then, at about midday, she burrowed through her bedroom wall in to the bathroom and built a nest there out of cotton pads, PE kit, mild astringent, and OPI nail... Continue Reading →
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