I have the highest freaking cheekbones you've ever seen and an otherworldly beauty. My celestial heritage is part of the family "story", which is all the proof I need (along with the cheekbones and looks that would get me a drink in the Star Wars bar). Also I have this amazing recipe for "Out of This World Chili", which is seriously out of this world. So. Freaking. There.
|Here I am commuting. Screw the Volt.|
It seems that in order to be in line for any privilege in today's color-blind, post-racial world, you'd better be just as colorful and racial as you possibly can. So I'll see you your "half-black", Mr. President, or you your "Cherokee", Ms. Warren, and I'll raise you a "Pleiadian".