Well, I seem to be in a 1980s (or, as someone once put it, "nineteen-haties") mood today. I wonder why. Here's M, the first in a short—and hopefully ended—line of unglued Chinese women. And no: I don't have a "thing" for Asians. In this photo, I believe she's looking at me and thinking, "Did you know I'm going stand over you with a butcher knife while you sleep tonight?"