Monthly Archives: January 2012

Happy Arbitrary Explosion Day!

That’s what I’m calling the fifth day after Spring Festival, a day which, so far as I know, has no official title and yet somehow manages to be important enough to merit the detonation of an impressive number of recreational munitions. I met up with some friends for roast lamb that night, and from my vantage point across the street… (more…)

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Nothing says “happy new year!” like a city exploding

Those of you who read this blog with any kind of regularity will not the ever-so-subtle tang of cynicism bobbing to the surface every once in a while like the occasional chunk of lemon in an otherwise well-balanced gin and tonic. Hopefully you’ve realized I actually really love living in China, and that the cynicism is simply because I’ve been… (more…)

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Spring Festival Time. . .Lock and Load

I went to my favorite tea shop with my friend Dan yesterday to buy some good white tea. When we got there, about six people were packing tiny foil bags full of tieguanyin oolong tea as though the end of the world was coming and they were taking tea to the Judgment. The owner, who looked far more harried than… (more…)

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The Mian Di: A Retrospective

If you get any group of long-term China people (by which I mean people who have lived here more than five years) together, and allow them to hang out and chat for a few hours (inadvisable unless you like to listen and not participate; people sharing war-stories don’t generally stop to think how they can include others), a few topics… (more…)

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Potential Cripples: The Weight Room Story

I really should have written about this sooner, but a few things came up. By “a few,” of course, I mean things that might very well change the course of my life. A few minor things like that. Nevertheless, I had to take a little time off to write about what it’s like lifting weights in China. I’m a bit… (more…)

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