Category Archives: in china

Fade from black. Playing in the background – the theme song from Mission: Impossible 2 (The heavy guitar version). I’m typing this today, 7 April, but will publish it to draft until I return from my adventure. Sneaking around has … Continue reading →

This morning I finally came face-to-face with the antagonist in this ongoing soap-opera that is my blocked sinuses. On March 7 (I remember, because it was my birthday), I came down with what I thought was the H5N1 strain of … Continue reading →

Not sure how my mind works. It is entirely likely that it doesn’t work, but let me not make fun of myself right now. I’m fragile. After the very intense, last two weeks, the honeymoon seems to be over. A … Continue reading →

K was busy the whole day yesterday visiting Grandma. I nearly died. A drug addict who suddenly had been withheld his dose. I went cold turkey. I was restless, couldn’t concentrate, fidgety. I felt depressed, so I ate. Junk food. … Continue reading →

As a foreign man in Asia, you drag along with you all sorts of stigmas. We have been perceived, especially by local men, to ‘steal away’ local women through whatever misconceptions abound: lots of money (usually), the promise of a … Continue reading →

This song is by Hua Er Yue Dui, or Flower Band, and is entitled Hua Die Fei, which roughly translated means Transformed Flight. Aparently, of their last album it was said that a big chunk of their songs were ‘adapted’ … Continue reading →