Hark! What is that I hear? Might that be Russian music, traditional, soulful Russian music? Why yes it is, and who’s playing it but a Mongolian family here to celebrate a birthday. And since its summer, and time for the 2005 BBQ with Mom, ‘here’ cane be only one place – Fletchers Boat House
Read MoreI cannot brake, I cannot steer, trees a blur, road ending, I know what’s going to happen next. Pain. Agh! There it is, on my thigh, ass, back, I feel the impact of body to dirt, tree, rock. I know I am down. I can taste the earth, I can smell the damp wetness of leaves and decay.
Read MoreFather’s Day is just around the corner and I bet you’re still looking for that perfect gift for him. One that says, “Dad you rock” in a way that will stun his friends. Well look no longer as I now have the perfect last-minute super-bling for Pa that will have Mom shaking her head and his friends whistling in awe – a real Bugari watch for cheap.
Read MoreSome days you have to stand up for what you belive in. And after my censorship in China, where my website is still banned, and the FTP blocking in Laos, I’m not about to watch it happen here. So this is my, albiet tiny, contribution.
Read MoreMemorial Day weekend is the official start of summer, and what better way to celebrate than taking one of the $15 Chinatown buses to Philadelphia for two days of old-school culture and new-school cuisine. With a retrospective on Salvador Dali as the draw, the Philadelphia Museum of Art provided the cultural infusion I needed. It’s been too long since I checked out Dali’s masterful strokes.
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