Love is like someone knocking at the door to the most private part of you and you’re inside running around frantically straightening up the room while calling out “Just a minute!”. And that knocking keeps coming, consistent and insistent. And the more you straighten up the more you feel you’ve messed it up instead. Sooner … More Anyplace
Reasons to Get out of a Warm Comfy Bed on a December Morning 1) It ain’t yo bed. 2) You don’t recognize the owner of the bed. 3) There’s a funny smell.
Five days a week, traveling on the 41, 71 or 108, I find myself dreading what’s at the other end of my trip (work) and wishing that the bus ride would last just a little longer, but of course it never does. Extra stops don’t materialize. Road doesn’t magically elongate itself. Never any decent traffic … More For Monday Mornings: Why The Way There Is Better Than The There
You know what they say: you can take the (habesha) out of (ET) but you can’t take the (ET) out of (habesha), which is why in my short time here I’ve learned the Chinese character for “beef”. I put this knowledge to good use one day as I waited for my chicken burger combo at a … More On the Truth About Burgers.
Marge calls it “galalalalalala”, Lisa thinks it’s a pancake, foodie websites up and down the internet call it yeast-risen flatbread, sponge-like bread, crepe-like flat bread, sour pancake, flatbread, sourdough pancake-like bread, flat spongy bread, flat crepe like food that has millions of bubbles or holes on its surface, (millions, really?) American-style Ethiopian bread, sour flat-bread, … More 99 Names for Injera
Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Amen. From among the perks of living in an English-friendly environment, I already knew that I missed opening letter mail, for example. You know, the routine bills, advertisements, tax returns, surveys and whatnot. I’m not even blessed with junk mail here. But it wasn’t until I had to call … More Hold Me Music
It’s been a week now. The pain in my calves has gone away, so I feel that I can write about this with some amount of perspective other than “IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!” or the more elaborate “SWEET LORD OF HEAVEN WHEN IS THIS GOING TO END?!!!” Wenzhou is surrounded by mountains. If … More Don’t Look Up (or, What Moses Felt)
Here, bring together the world short time Can span several country Choose to suit his way of life Because here, I have the world! Fashion is not something that exists in dresses in dresses onlg fashion isin the sky in the street fashion has to do with ideas the way welive You gave me a … More Chinglish Poetry Collection, Vol.2
Slow mover that I am, I’ve always been into yoga. Too, I’ve always been curious about an even slower-motion form of health-seeking: Tai Chi. During the few times I’ve been to one of Wenzhou’s dense parks… and climbed the network of their steep stairways (that’s not me)… I’ve often come across open spaces, where young … More A Tai Chi Kind of Morning
Our young dynamic Good feeling Dance gently in the cup I believe music Can change a person Good coffee Can change a person I say there’s nothing special in love. Somebody loves somebody for no reason, just curious Just want to see again and missed so much I say there is no … More Chinglish Poetry Collection, Vol. 1
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