I write again. More to test the blog, yesterday I updated the Rotary one without problems but then this blog blew up in my face. Latest WordPress but all busted.
So I write this to see how it works. Bit difficult on a blue Sunday morning to see my router becoming a flickering Christmas tree and then all lights out. No Internet. Oh well, back to emergency mode, trying to rediscover codes and passwords, looking with a total ignorance at panels of the iMAC talking about PPPoE and other geek talk. Finally, back to the Internet. And to the dead blog. With a hangover of the biggest lesbian party I ever saw in Beijing, thinking actually still worked (so many cute girls, all off-limits, asking me if I knew where I was and if I was gay, etc. etc. and many Tsingtaos…). Decided to look inside the server, cleaned up the suspect files (google sitemap generator) that turned out to be the unexpected culprit. The joys followed of being able to get to the Dashboard, activating most plugins. That google stuff is like a bomb, just put it on the server and kaboom, all is gone. No clue why.
So, yes, I did not write. Man, too busy following the US primaries, definitely more fun than that Super Ball (or is it Bowl?) that seems as exciting as counting pebbles in a river. We miss that campaigning here, just imagine Who running from province to province and talking to real people with real media showing real news. Never mind the guys here are nearly as boring & kinda zealots as Republicans over there (the actually share many ideologies), but overall the debate is there. Also too busy trying to put order in my life (failed), my office files (failed), my thousands of useless business cards (did 5%), read my backlog of IHT (I am reaching October 2006, going backwards). Now, don’t get me even more depressed by asking how my Chinese lessons are doing, how my books are taking shape.
I am a “Golden Rat” according to Chinese mythology. As 100 different versions of interpretations result in 100 contradictory statements about my Rat Year, I keep the copy at heart that says I will get laid a lot. Other forecasts are systematically trashed though I deeply believe this year WILL be s***. The puzzling clouds of the Games are coming nearer. Maybe I should run away in time. But to miss this Halloween Party would be a pity (Yeah, we talk about this “party” later). But with all the not-so-good rumblings here I will need to look for worse places around the world so I can feel relieved to be in this harmonious society of Beijing.
So, I’ll stop here as i will soon drop on the keyboard, still in pajamas since yesterday (after that party, OK!). Good night.