Author: Newley
Hi. I'm Newley Purnell. I cover technology and business for The Wall Street Journal, based in Hong Kong. I use this site to share my stories and often blog about the books I'm reading, tech trends, sports, travel, and our dog Ginger. For updates, get my weekly email newsletter.
Drug Smuggling News
Miami: “Customs and Border Patrol officials said they have stopped an operation that was trying to smuggle cocaine into the U.S. by hiding it in a shipment of plantains from Ecuador.”
Australia: “Many Australians reacted with anger and shock after a Queensland woman they believe is innocent was found guilty of smuggling drugs into Bali and sentenced to 20 years’ jail.”

Watched the fabulous ending to the excellent Champions League final last night. Liverpool was down 3-0 at halftime against AC Milan and yet they rallied to even the score and then win in penalty kicks.
I’ve always loved the Liverpool goalkeeper Jerzy Dudek—a Pole whose dad was a coal miner—and he proved his mettle by producing some real heroics in the shootout.
(Sidenote: I watched the game at the slightly-too-Euro-for-me Gazuza, a bar in Dupont Circle. Was there with some work friends. Some genius at the bar set up a system in which a huge LCD projector displayed the game on a big brick wall, which all in all is just a shitty way to show a sporting event. Why do it all?)
Can a man with hair like this possibly be innocent?

Don’t miss the fine print on the filibuster deal.
On Getting Up Early
“How to Become and Early Riser.”
I always struggle to get out of bed in the morning, even when I’ve had enough sleep. One semester, when I was teaching in Ecaudor, I taught a class that began at 7:00 a.m. I got up every day at 6:00, took a shower, drank some coffee, taught my class until just after 8:00, and then had the rest of my morning off. Nice leisurely breakfast, newspaper, etc. It was fabulous. But I only got up because I had to. Also, I was living in a town that shut down at 9:00 p.m., so I was always asleep by 11:00 p.m. Perhaps I need to start scheduling 7:00 meetings…
Welcome to the Parade of…
Smallest, Coolest Apartment Contest
I’ve lived in my fair share of small apartments, but none of them were nearly hip enough to submitted in the smallest, coolest apartments contest.
“POTTY PLATES: A theme restaurant where food is served on toilet-shaped plates is packing them in, as customers look for humor with their victuals.”
I simply cannot believe I missed out on eating at this place last year. I’d heard rumors of its existence but never checked it out. Friends in Kaohsiung who’re reading this: ever been there? What’s it like?
