Had a good time in Kenting. Decent sun. A little cold.
A few links for your enjoyment:
Inspired by some recent arguments, I present this, so as to elucidate the facts:
1) The Great Wall of China CANNOT be seen from space. Urban legend. Chinese commie propaganda.
2) People confuse the “Seven Wonders of the Ancient World” (a list that was compiled in Roman times) with some sort of official, immutable, mostly modern-day list. There are some other, more contemporary “Seven Wonders” lists, but the old compilation is the famous one, and six of the seven wonders it describes no longer exist.
–Have you seen these incredible, very sad photos of the recent tsunami? They were taken by a Candaian couple who perished; their digital camera was recovered and the images were intact.
—Jack W. sends along this unbelievable infomercial–Deion Sanders endorsing a hot dog cooker. Neon Deion must be hard-up for cash
Jill and I are on the way out the door for a long weekend with some friends in Kenting, a small beach resort on the southern tip of the island (it’s about a 2-and-a-half-hour scooter ride from Kaohsiung). We’ve got Monday off for a national holiday–the significance of which I must admit I don’t understand–but I’ll be rappin at you live come Tuesday.
In the meantime, meander over to my buddy Ben P.’s new Weblog–he’s just moved to Australia and is chronicling his exploits. (You may remember BP as the scientist who displayed his sizeable grey matter in the climate change discussions that took place in these parts last year.)
So Hunter S. Thompson has killed himself. I can’t say I was wild about his work, but he sure as hell was a colorful character.
“I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they’ve always worked for me.”
As promised, here’re some photos of our recent motorcycle trip down the east coast of Taiwan. Enjoy.
And you laughed. You laughed at my chopticks-with-little-forks-on-their-ends idea.
Well. I give you this. My first prototype. Fashioned it last weekend. Used some standard wooden chopsticks and affixed some dumpling-pokers with a couple rubber bands.
Are you ready to change the world? Overtures from angel investors will be considered on a first-come, first-serve basis. (P.S. chopsticks + forks = chorks)
I’m still working on posting some photos from the motorcycle trip.
In the meantime, head over to The Old Hag and consider donating to The Book Thing.
We’re back in Kaohsiung. Had a fabulous time. Photos to come soon…
I won’t be posting here for the next week. Our school is closed for Chinese New Year, so Jill and I are heading out of town Monday morning to motorcycle down the East coast of Taiwan.
The details: We’re shipping our bike (a 150 cc steed I borrowed from a friend) from here to Hualien tomorrow on an overnight train. And then we’re flying up there, where we’ll pick the motorcycle up and begin our journey.
Here’s a map–we’ll be traveling from Hualien down to Taitung and back over here to Kaohsiung; the trip, we’re thinking, will take 5 or 6 days–we have no firm itinerary, and we’ll have lots of time to rest along the way.