the ch!cktionary
I'm Lena Chen, a writer, activist, and media producer who's been called a "skank" (by Bill O'Reilly) and "a small Asian woman" (by The New York Times). My favorite part of my workday is the hate mail.
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Hate Mail
Gratuitous Photos Of My Bulldog
Notes & Snapshots from Abroad
Some early relationship nostalgia from my first year with the boys! Snapped off my then-Macbook in October 2008.
P.S. I tag any Patrick-related posts with “How To Love A German”, except I just found one entry tagged “How To Lose A German” … ? This should clearly be the title of my break-up blog if he dumps my ass.
So … the dog does this adorable thing in the morning/early afternoon. We have a skylight that leaves patches of sun throughout the apartment. On sunny days, Hamlet will follow the “sun spot” as it moves down the stairs and plop himself down wherever it goes. (His little body just so happens to fit perfectly within each step in the staircase.) Here’s another photo of him sunbathing.
Old vacation photo: shot while hiking in Lech, Austria last summer with the pup. Yes, the very top was covered in snow … it wasn’t bikini weather.
Photo credit: Patrick Hamm
My dog’s ass is cuter than your face.
Photo Credit: Patrick Hamm
Okay, so, I’ve determined that the next loved one who will be senselessly attacked for their association with me will be none other than my favorite furry beast. I’m not sure Hamlet is mature enough to understand what’s going on, though. HOW DO I EXPLAIN BIGOTRY TO A FIVE-YEAR-OLD?!
Hamlet could almost pass as a piece of furniture in this photo. Like a very elegant foot stool.
Photo Credit: Patrick Hamm
What’s for dinner, little doggie?
Photo credit: Patrick Hamm
One more gratuitous Hamlet photo! (And doesn’t he look quite … coy?) In our household, two out of the three inhabitants do not wear pants on a regular basis.
Photo Credit: Patrick Hamm
A pretty typical workday. Me multi-tasking phone and email, my canine intern falling asleep on the job.
Photo Credit: Patrick Hamm
Kitchen helper/scraps picker-upper.
Photo credit: Patrick Hamm
