Category Archives: 上海

 Computers often confuse the suffix at the end of my name for my surname.  So I assume the nurse glanced at my medical chart and took Mr. IV to his private room.

My latest terminus adventure (note how carefully I avoid the more correct but more ominous “terminal adventure”) took me to the Utter West, but was extra challenging because Metro Line 11 has two spurs. First, I tried the north spur.  … Continue reading →

It was a three day weekend in China for the Dragon Boat Festival.  I was so lazy, I didn’t even bother looking up what it was.  Something about a poet.

Fuckin’ magnets.  How do they work?  I’m on the MagLev train to the airport to fly to Xi’an.  Just hit 431km/h. 

A subsidiary of He-Man Woman Haters Industries.  A division of the Little Rascals Group.  

Took the Metro Line 1 (closest to my apartment) to its southern terminus in Xinzhuang.Then connected from Xinzhuang to the Metro Line 5.  From Line 5, went past the suburbs (highrises surround by green space), past the Johnson & Johnson and … Continue reading →

 The foyer to a “chili bowl” place by work has these decorative bottles with colored liquid in a small fountain.  If I’ve learned anything from RPGs it’s that I should gather all of them because they must be elixirs or plasmids … Continue reading →

Pro-tip:  don’t watch Kurt Cobain:  Montage of Heck while in the middle of an existential crisis.  It is, however, a good reminder of the interplay between pharmacology and mental health. Last weekend, I finally burned through my American supply of … Continue reading →

 I stumbled on these on a path around Meilan Lake.  At first I thought to file the photo under “know when to walk away” but I realized it ought be filed under “know when to run.”

Metro line 9 ends, um, abruptly. Nothing Keanu Reeves can do about that. Meilan Lake feels like a tired old resort town but there are plenty of couples taking wedding photos everywhere. Previous terminus adventures can be found here and here.

Took Metro Line 1 (the one closest to my apartment) beyond the Pale — out where a lot of the stations have 村 (“village”) in their names — to where it emerges above ground. Then took a cab (taxis are orange in … Continue reading →

 Eli & I picked up the shirts we have made.  Printed on the bag was this inscrutable “thank you” message.  

 Cali-Burger is an In-N-Out Burger knockoff.  Even down to the palm trees on the logo.  The only difference I found was no Bible verses on the cups. Oh, and the French fries are better.  (So Cal heresy, I know.)