I am well aware that I am on the precipice of losing absolutely all street cred. In the following video, my beloved cat Pork Chop and I go...WALKING...FOR...KISSES! Pork Chop simply doesn't get more cute and lovable than this. Watch:

I wrote a new post for the You Offend Me You Offend My Family blog.



Read "Oh, the Horror!"

I don't want to brag (okay, I do, but don't tell anybody), but my theatrical extravaganza, JUKEBOX STORIES: THE GREATEST HITS / B-SIDES / BONUS TRACKS / REUNION / FAREWELL / COMEBACK TOUR, looks like it's going to have some rockin' good houses this weekend at the National Asian American Theater Festival. I've been stoking the fires of a red-hot publicity campaign, and the latest piece of that is this interview with me (in my home office!) talking about how gay High School Musical is and about how this very blog feeds into my live performances. Watch:



Thanks to Christine Balance (from UC-Irvine) for expertly conducting the interview and to Gary Gabisan (from the Center for Asian American Media) for expertly producing.

If you're in Los Angeles this weekend, Jukebox Stories is the place to be! Click here for tickets and more information.

I wrote a new post for The Bilerico Project.



Read "The Top Five Music Videos That 'Honor' Women's Butts."

I wrote a new post for The Gamut.



Read "More Cool Book Trailers."

Surely, you've all seen trailers for The Room (2003), which is considered to be one of the worst films ever made, a passion project produced, written, and directed by a mysterious, probably Austrian "visionary" named Tommy Wiseau. In case you don't know what I'm talking about or need a reminder, watch this:



Some friends and I went to a midnight screening of The Room last weekend (it plays every last Friday and Saturday of every month at the Laemmle Sunset 5 in Los Angeles and all over the world), and I'm not exaggerating when I say that it was one of the most fun and gratifying experiences I've ever had going to the movies.

Yes, the film is bad—and, subsequently, unintentionally funny—but audiences over the last seven years or so have been able to perfect the brilliant stream of audience-participation bits—yelling hilarious commentary at the screen, acting out the movie's weird football sequences, throwing plastic spoons in honor of the framed spoon artwork that appears much too often, and at one point marching out of the theater in mock indignation and protest. Sure, The Rocky Horror Picture Show is the granddaddy of audience-participation films, but, since people are laughing AT The Room, it's a mind-bending experience. (By the way, don't feel bad for Tommy Wiseau, he's savvy enough to laugh at the film too—all the way to the bank.)

The fact that theatergoers could collectively shape the MST3K-like commentary (which, I presume, continues to evolve) gives me faith in humankind. No. Seriously.

Do not watch this movie on DVD—even with a group of people! Go to a screening!

Visit The Room website for screening information.

Read about the history of The Room and its cult status among Hollywood celebrities. (Michael Cera was there the night I went!)

For those of you who are tired of "Sassy Gay Friend" (I mean, when this stuff is showing up on Comedy Central it's time to hang up the scarf, isn't it?), "Randall's Wild Wild World of Animals" should keep you sufficiently occupied and laughing. It's just some dude named Randall—who has a swish in his voice that could stop traffic—narrating National Geographic videos of animals in the wild. Watch this one [NSFW because of some foul language]:



See more of "Randall's Wild Wild World of Animals."

[Crossposted at The Bilerico Project.]

The brainchild of sometimes-musician Scott Tang and often starring the sometimes-musician Quincy Surasmith, "Romance of the Three Kitchens" is a unique web series that blends introspective, often funny inner monologues with enticing, meditative shots of Chinese cooking. What's more, if you're sufficiently inspired by watching regular folks make meals, the series' official website provides actual recipes—the show is a gift that keeps on giving! (Me? I can throw a frozen dinner in the microwave with the flick of a wrist!)

One of my favorite episodes riffs on one of my fondest childhood memories: The Greatest American Hero. That lead character's signature clumsiness and outsider status are things an Asian-American kid growing up in Indiana like me could identify with. Even back then, I was prone to turn blankets into capes to prove it.

Anyway, watch:



Visit the "Romance of the Three Kitchens" website for more videos and (presumably) tasty recipes.

I was hoping to break this news to you, but KCRW's food blog beat me to the punch. (But I bet my readers can generate more views than their readers! Yeah, that's right! Gauntlet thrown down, KCRW!)

Because I'm going through Celebrity Apprentice withdrawals, I have to find pleasure wherever I can get it. So that means I'm obsessively watching episodes of MTV's Disaster Date, a funny prank show that sometimes crosses the line into psychological cruelty. (The segment in which a woman being pranked is tricked into believing that her wacko date accidentally sets another man of fire? Yeah, that's fucked up.) Here's the Season 4 trailer:



Which friends of mine deserve to get punked? Don't think I won't do it! Don't think I won't do it!