Gettin' jiggy with BJR

Na-na-na na-na-na.

Since I last wrote the Bryan J. Rollins fan club has increased significantly, into international markets as well as new chapters here in the Bay Area. While the state of California has started to crack down on mass email for advertising, we have applied for a class U license to distribute non-commerical, useless content.

Asia Trip

My trip to Korea and Japan went off without a major hitch - meaning no prison, no international incidents, and no consumtion of large quantities of fish. We did have a betting pool on who was going to be involved in the most culturally offensive incident, but it ended up in a dead tie between 1) Vic asking someone if they spoke Spanish, 2) Pete and I trying to go jogging in the Queen's memorial garden 3) me attempting to make a flattering joke about an old woman's age that sort of backfired.

I did experience something new in Asia that I have never experienced anywhere : I had an older Japanese woman play with my leg hair. No joke. This has never happened to me before. She didn't say a word to me, but reached over and started pulling it. Apparently thick, blond leg hair is not common in Japan. Apparently old women with some notion of privacy is not either.

Class Reunion

I've wasted a lot of time in my life, but by far the biggest waste of time was going to my 5th year class reunion. Basically, my 5th year Stanford reunion activities consisted of watching our football team get pounded, running into lots of people who I don't remember who all still live in the Bay Area, and listening to Lionel Ritchie's "Dancing on the ceiling." My favorite part of the reunioin was not being there, and instead being back at my apartment with friends eating ice cream and watching Primary Colors ("Mamathon" is a very funny word). 

E-Parents

My parents now have WebTV, which means almost all of the Rollins family is now online. It's nice to know that even among families, we can use an impersonal form of communication to further alienate ourselves from actual contact. As long as my parents don't run across the nude pictures of me on all the celebrity porn sites, things will be fine. 

France

Believe it or not, I'm going to be spending Thanksgiving in France. I'm really excited about seeing how the French celebrate it. While I'm quite proud of my ability to speak French, apparently others are not - Krista made the comment, "Whatever accent you're using, it's not French. And it's horrible." Other friends have warned me, "The French will not like your attitude, your sense of humor, or you." I'm very excited. I've got my "Maginot Line" T-shirts all packed. Let me know if anyone wants me to bring back some toast, fries, or kisses. (there's actually a much more offensive ending to the last joke, but I'll spare you all.)

Le House C'est Le Open Pour Le Reactivity

For those of you who speak French, the above means "Reactiity is having an open house on November 13th, please feel free to drop by if you're in the Bay Area. If you need directions, please let me know. The event open to riff-raff (that means you) starts at around 7:45 or 8 PM. I'd love to see you all there, because it would violate all sorts of fire codes. Put it on vous le calendar.

Reactivity is growing like hot cakes, or something like that. As a singing bonus, I've added each new Reactivity employee to this mailing list! Just another incredible perk to our benefits package.  

Happy Le Thanksgiving,

BJR

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