While I’m on the subject of weddings, I saw this yesterday in a Giant Robot Lounge discussion about alternative wedding cake toppers. Giant Robot is a kind of a hip art and culture Asian-American magazine. The lounge discussions crack me up, and I like to drop in once in a while when I’m feeling stodgy. I also love the name.

Giant Robot is where I first learned I had the dratted Asian Flush syndrome, a hereditary maybe allergic reaction to alcohol. I’d say two out of five times when I drink, I get really red all over my body, which is embarressing but bearable. What’s not is the heart palpatations, shortness of breath and rapid pulse. Which really puts a damper on my aspirations at living the bohemian artist’s life–normally I’m kind of quiet and low-key, but you should hear me after a couple of glasses of wine.