A lot has been happening in my life recently. In fact, it's been exceptionally exciting. And in the midst of all of it, I've learned something.
A tale of the Chinese Jerk Store
While in Houston a few weeks back, I noticed that all of our Chinese servers were going down for huge chunks of time without anyone notifying us. Turns out that, due to energy shortages, the Chinese government has ordered that we close the factory on Thursdays, and we'll work on Sundays to make up for it.
Since I came back to Hangzhou on Friday, I've been loving almost every minute. The minutes I don't love are the ones where I'm soaked from the 90+ degree 95% humid weather. No exaggerating, I sweat through my clothes less than ten minutes after being outside, even if I'm doing no sort of physical activity.
For the last three years, I've had more or less the same annual schedule. Home for Christmas in Chicago and a quick business trip afterwards, then home for the summer to renew my Chinese visa. I'm in Houston now as part of the latter requirement — here for over two weeks to get a visa and meetings and stuff.
After work yesterday, when it was 105F and there wasn't a cloud in the sky to protect me, I decided to go geocaching quickly before going up north to crash my colleague's weekly mexican food party.
Contrary to what you may think, I was not abducted by aliens and probed. Ive just been super busy for the last few weeks. I'll try to write up some stuff in the next while, now that daisy's been gone for two hours and I'm already dreadfully bored.
We've got a full tank of gas, a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses. Hit it.
Living in China, as a white guy, makes for some interesting linguistic studies. Take, for example, how people somewhat not horribly bad at English may greet me with "Good Morning" at morning, noon, and night.
Apparently I'm just not made for hot climates. I can't take it anymore. It's been hot and humid every day for too long. First i split my pants, every day I get so covered in sweat that I freeze my bottom* of
On my way home from my date with daisy and buying new shoes today, I was walking by the Feiyunjiang bus station when I saw four guys, two on each of two mopeds, grabbing moped batteries and riding off. These batteries are not cheap. Really, they cost probably about half as much as a new bike costs.
Took a quick trip with daisy this weekend to a Buddhist mountain called Putuoshan. It's an island in the pacific, near Zhongshan, home town of my buddy Integral. Apparently, I left my mind somewhere else.
So today was just another Saturday like any other. Here are a few of the things that happened to me:
So a Scot, a geek, a nuclear physicist and his wife walk into a bar. The wife says to the geek, nice to meet you, I hear you're very frugal. The geek, of course, replies with something witty and brilliant that can't be posted online.