Archive for August, 2007


A metaphysical barrier was broken today. Did you hear it? Oh, that’s right, I’m thirteen hours ahead of most of you. So, cross-checking the change in time zones against the speed of sound, it may still be on its way. If you hear a small, otherwise-inexplicable pop, it was me. And just how did I […]

Finding Me

So this is a bottle I bought. It had orange pop in it. I bought it from a shop on the very edge of Changchun. It’s me.I found this bottle of pop after a particularly long walk with my boy Darren, another American teacher at my college. During camp, he asked if I’d be interested […]