Pudding and Chopsticks

Been super busy lately but I always got time to shoot interesting things.

Beetle outside the office.

Hole in the wall.

Random photos from the Sunday outing.

I hit up a new place today. It’s a small trendy little place. Over priced, of course. Seems to be the case. Open a small place, make it look Korean, and then over price it. But whatever. I guess..

A random door. I find doors interesting..

And a random fire. I really don’t know the purpose of it, but, there it is, burning..

This, is, normal. Yes that’s right, normal.

To sit in the middle of a street that’s busy is completely normal and accepted. Although I suppose that it is becoming more and more frowned upon.

Nevertheless, you can not teach an old Chinese new tricks, or laws, or really anything from my experience.

This older women sat on her bike in the street for a good 10 minutes I’m guessing. Chatting away. What I don’t get is why she doesn’t roll up on the curb. Is she not concerned with her safety. Probably not. If she got hit it would be a big pay day. Maybe she wants to get hit?

And here is a random photo of a lake and some dude walking.

So here my com padre’ and I are sitting in our office when a older Chinese gentleman, say, forties/early fifties comes to a dead stop in front of our office door. He doesn’t say anything. Just gazes upon the two white mythical beasts that are before him.  5 minutes later other Chinese enter the office to ask us some questions. He also enters. Stares, listens, and is dumb founded. He then leisurely walks away without a thought. Well, must of got tired of the zoo.

I’m watching, well, it’s on in the back ground anyway, a Chinese television show with foreigners on it. It’s some sort of game show with tasks they have to complete. It also has Chinese people on it. The two sides face off. But get this, the Chinese side doesn’t stop when time expires, the crowd helps them out when they couldn’t see anything for one of the tasks, etc. I see a trend here. Doesn’t surprise me. Wouldn’t want the middle kingdom to lose would we?

I realize that it has been awhile. I can remember when I was all worried about work and trying to find a job. Now it seems like I can’t find time to do anything but work. Take it while you can I suppose. Within the work I usually take breaks to do what have you. Sometimes it involves watching a movie. The other day I rolled over to my local dvd store to purchase a new flick. What did I find finally. That’s right ladies and gents, Avatar..

There are times when I remember why I am here. Rampant copyright infringement. Awesome. Being a creative I shouldn’t condone such actions as copying someone’s work. However, there is no way that this country is going to stop. So, get your money up front and when in Rome do as the Romans.. Man, I hope this thing works.. If not I’m out a 1.50$. Dratz..

I always ponder things. Like, why is the sky blue, why are there orange frogs, why does it hurt when you get hit with a bb gun. You know the important stuff. Well one thing that I have often thought about is: How do they get the beer from the brewery to the store? Well today folks, I will answer that question and nothing more. I recently went to the market that contained everything electronic and radio controlled. That’s where I spotted her. A little r/c old school semi. Yes people this is how they get PBR to the store. They have an army of these cute little things with an equal number of people standing behind them with remotes and a back pack full of D size batteries. I have finally figured out how they get this nectar, this holy water, this heavenly beer from the vats that produce her life giving qualities to my local watering hole, r/c semi trucks. I can sleep at night again.

Just look at her… Such a beaut…

Check that one off the list.. You’ll thank me later.

I read a few different blogs every day on China. Mostly they are just random things about expats (foreigners) living in various parts of China. It’s good to gain others perspective. China for one was new to myself and I wanted to be as prepared as I could before I got here. Now that I am here I read the blogs and think to myself, yep.. Isn’t that the truth. Well, I’ve come to one of such blogs where I feel the need to write about it. It’s about trust. Trust is a big thing with me. I trust all my friends and family. I trust that the sun will rise, the moon will set, and the sky will be blue. Things like that. When I was living in the US I trusted that what I bought is what I bought. Well folks this here is China. You can’t trust that so much. Why? Well, I think more than anywhere, the Chinese are only looking out for themselves. The guy, who owns the food stand, store, or restaurant, is only looking out for himself at any length. Lets say you go buy a soda, or oj, or whatever at the little shop on the corner. You better make damn sure that the cap screws off and some sort of pressure is released, that is fizzes, how ever you want to tell that it’s real and not a fake by all means check. I hate to say it but it’s been known to happen. Fake Coke, oj, eggs, and all kinds of other things. You go to a restaurant and use some soy sauce. Does it smell like soy sauce? It might not be. They fake that crap too. I know it’s hard to believe. But if they can make an extra Yuan (1/7th of a USD.) Then by God they’re going to fake the H out of that soy sauce. The blog that I read put China something like this.. It’s like playing a game of Minesweeper on easy. 99.9 percent of the time you click or choose it’s going to be ok. But there is that .01% that will bit you in the ass and game over.

http://www.thehumanaught.com/blog/china-expat-life/living-without-trust/

Would I be cheating on Kit Kats if I said that I might of found a new type of sweet to fall in love with. Chances are I would. Last time I was in China a year ago I found something that intrigued me. They have Oreos here, I’m pretty sure. But what they also have here is a decadent little thing called…. An Oreo Chocolate Wafer. At least I think that’s what it’s called. Not one hundred percent sure. In any case it’s mean. It’s nasty. It’s as good or better than a Kit Kat. You ever had those orange, pink, chocolate wafers you can get for cheap? Little wafers things with crème in the middle? Yeah. This is just like that but tastes just like Oreos. Dang, I think that I am in love.

Again we have a box. Much like the Kit Kat that came in the box the king size of the Oreos deals also come in a box. When you open in you will find 5 little Oreo Wafers staring you in the face whispering eat me, eat me. So you amuse them and pick one up. It’s wrapped in a plastic that much like the Kit Kat you can tear off super easy. I suspect that if it took more that half a second to do so Chinese people would be angry. Half of everyone here can’t wait to cross the road and go for it in the middle of traffic. Just my logic. So you tear the clothes off this sweet little innocent bar and you see the dark rich chocolate. Your not sure what it is going to taste like. You violate it, snap apiece off and place it in your mouth. The clouds part, a beam of sunshine radiates onto your face, and some cheesy religious music starts to play. You are in Heaven. The crème cuts the heavy chocolate flavor. It sticks to your teeth but you don’t mind, because you have dental from work. So you stick the rest of the wounded bar into your mouth. Again sunlight slaps you in the face. You repeat this until all five are gone. Your clothes are half torn off and you wonder, what just happened? You can’t remember. There is a 10-minute period that you can’t figure out what you just did. You go to the bathroom and look in the mirror. You see chocolate stains all over your lips. A puzzled look crosses your face. Your fingers are covered in the chocolate blood. You walk back to where you regained consciousness. The wrappers strung out all over, the evidence is clear. You just MURDERED five Oreo Chocolate Wafer bars and you feel good.