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The Daily Show correspondent John Oliver, on who perpetrated the Mumbai terror attacks.
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Outside D-22, a shimmer of sweat after the sadness-exorcism-via-rock that was The Linga set.
fat lady, singing
Crouched on a mattress on a floor in Shanghai right now tapping quickly to beat back the night. Yesterday was a sad goodbye to Beijing and all its great friends, a plane ride, a dinner at Charmant, my last 5 dollar haircut, a drop-in on a friend.Tonight was dinner at Charmant (whoops) and drinks at the Hut and then a meandering cab ride down dark familiar streets.
Very soon my little China clock will groan and creak and begin to slow to a crawl and I will pack my things and make a dash for the pleasant shores of Canada.
I bought these shoes the other week in my post-exam revelry and took them out for a spin to our fancy sushi dinner at Haiku last night. The frills, said my friend, are very cowboy-like. Cowboy-like? Sure, but to me they look like little moustaches and I love love love them, despite the fact that they’re kind of grotesque in a beautiful sort of way.
Soon to be flopping about the streets of Toronto.
The new CCTV towers. Our taxi driver said he thinks they are ugly. I said I think “they are interesting.”
And then ten minutes later I realized someone had stolen my phone, and I was sad.
Beijing Language and Culture University is outfitting itself in Olympic frills. Rumour has it the American Basketball team will be training here. I’ll let you know if I see any 6 foot 9 heavily muscled guys loping about the area…
Campus is in lockdown mode and you need a student card to get through the gates, but the fences are scalable, friends!