China grows new tree

Developed in tropical Hainan, after intense research and genetic engineering, Chinese specialists unveiled a new tree species.


This tree is called “meinushu”. It means women tree.
To protect against counterfeiters from Henan Province, the exact location is being kept secret.
A male version has proved to be more difficult to grow. But I am not waiting for it.

A man’s life

God created the donkey and said to him: “You will be a donkey. You will work untiringly from sunrise to sunset carrying burdens on your back. You will eat grass, you will have no intelligence and you will live 50 years.”
The donkey answered: “I will be a donkey, but to live 50 years is much. Give me only 20 years”. God granted his wish.
God created the dog and said to him: “You will guard the house of man. You will be his best Friend. You will eat the scraps that he gives you and you will live 30 years. You will be a dog.”
The dog answered: “Sir, to live 30 years is too much, give me only 15 years.” God granted his wish.
God created the monkey and said to him: “You will be a monkey. You will swing from branch to branch doing tricks. You will be amusing and you will live 20 years.”
The monkey answered: “To live 20 years is too much, give me only 10 years.” God granted his wish.
Finally God created man… and said to him: “You will be man, the only rational creature on the face of the earth. You will use your intelligence to become master over all the animals. You will dominate the world and you will live 20 years.”
Man responded: “Sir, I will be a man but to live only 20 years is very little, give me the 30 years that the donkey refused, the 15 years that the dog did not want and the 10 years the monkey refused.” God granted man’s wish.
And since then, man lives 20 years as a man, marries and spends 30 years like a donkey, working and carrying all the burdens on his back.
Then when his children are grown, he lives 15 years like a dog taking care of the house and eating whatever is given to him, so that when he is old, he can retire and live 10 years like a monkey, going from house to house and from one son or daughter to another doing tricks to amuse his grandchildren.
That’s Life.

Anti-recession medicine

The lonely brain cell
Once upon a time there was a female brain cell which, by mistake, happened to end up in a man’s head.
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She looked around inside the head nervously because it was all empty and unusually quiet.
” Hello?” she cried, but no answer.
“Is there anyone else in here?” she cried a little louder, but still no answer.
Now the female brain cell started to feel very alone and scared and so she yelled at the top of her voice,
“HELLO, IS THERE ANYONE HERE?”
Then she heard a faint voice from far, far away…
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“We’re down here.”
The Soldier and the Nun
A soldier came to a fork in the road and saw a nun standing there.
Out of breath he asked, ‘Please Sister, may I hide under your skirts for a few minutes. I’ll explain WHY later.’
The nun agreed.
A moment later two Military Police came running along and asked, ‘Sister, have you seen a soldier running by here?’
The nun replied, ‘He went that way.’
After the MP’s disappeared, the soldier crawled out from under her skirt and said, ‘I can’t thank you enough Sister, but you see — I don’t want to go to Iraq ….’
The nun said, ‘I think I can fully understand your fear.’
The soldier added, ‘I hope you don’t think me rude or impertinent, but you have a great pair of legs!’
The nun replied, ‘If you had looked a little higher, you would have seen a great pair of balls… I don’t want to go to Iraq either.’
New old mother
With all the new technology regarding fertility, an 88-year-old woman was able to give birth to a baby recently.
When she was discharged from the hospital and went home, various relatives came to visit. ‘May we see the new baby?’one of them asked.
‘Not yet,’ said the mother. ‘I’ll make coffee and we can visit for a while first.’
Another half hour passed before another relative asked, ‘May we see the new baby now?’
‘No, not yet,’ said the mother.
A while later and again the guests asked, ‘May we see the baby now?’
‘No, not yet,’ replied the mother.
Growing impatient, they asked, ‘Well, when can we see the baby?’
‘When it cries!’ she told them.
‘When it cries?’ they gasped. ‘Why do we have to wait until it cries?’
‘Because, I forgot where I put it.’
The Nun Decorators
The head nun tells the two new nuns that they have to paint their room without getting any paint on their clothes.
The one nun says to the other, ‘Hey, let’s take all our clothes off, fold them up, and lock the door.’
So they do this, and begin painting their room.
Soon they hear a knock at the door. They ask, ‘Who is it?’
‘Blind man!’
The nuns look at each other, then one nun says, ‘He’s blind, he can’t see. What could it hurt.’ They let him in.
The man walks in, does a double take, and says, ‘Where do you want me to hang the blinds?’

Beijingers: clever to enjoy the good life

On Sunday afternoon (after skipping a boring meeting in the Great Hall of the People) I was urgently requested for another meeting: sauna club.
Most foreigners here are unfamiliar with the huge saunas that have become immensely popular, see earlier entries in this blog. My favorite – because it’s so close to home – is still “Pacific Sauna” (Taipingyang) on Gongti Bei Lu. But there are others every 500 m.
I navigated through the city in a taxi, guided by mobile phone instructions, to arrive somewhere just outside the third ring road close to Fangzhuan Bridge (Fangzhuan Nan Lu), where the others were waiting. Together with a Chinese couple, good friends, our whole family discovered a new Sauna House “ Crystal Island”. Being far away from the foreigner’s favorite places I was (as usual) the only foreigner. The staff is always puzzled:
– that I am there
– that I do speak some Chinese
– that I seem to know how it works.
Staff and other visitors are overly curious to make anatomical comparisons, only possible when completely naked. (yeah yeah, I know, Christmas Tree?)
The second question from a “fuyuan” was how much money I made every month. Suddenly my Chinese became rusty.
Those clubs are huge. Chinese families go there with kids and we all find ourselves back (in pajamas) in the vast buffet restaurant. Sun ate like 15 crabs at a lightning speed, Valerie and myself competed for most raw salmon. Once completely stuffed we ended up flat in a large relax room where we got the traditional foot massage. Plus the acrobatic cupping – the girl quickly puts a flame in a cup and then “floooops” it over your soles in a quick succession. If I’d try it I would probably burn the Club. The girl I had was 19 years old, from Jilin Province and came to Beijing when 17… Sun was flattered as the guy who gave her massage declared her feet to be “very nice”. He was from Shandong and (exceptionally) over 40 years old.
Always a great experience except seeing the Chinese smoking everywhere, inclusive in the large sauna area, while eating fruit and cooling down from the sauna (and all naked). What the heck, I also lighted up one (sorry).
Recession or not, you won’t notice it in the clubs with mostly middle-class people as clients. It’s actually cheap – with the foot massage and all, something like 200 to 250 RMB per person. Maybe with the recession, people will even go there more: where can you have sauna, showers & all, free drinks, unlimited food and rest & watch TV for 100 RMB? You get even a free towel and underwear to take home.

Perils of a Catholic Upbringing

To my Catholic friends and also others who have love in their heart.
Very touching. Please read. In these mean times, recession, warm Christmas feelings, we might be compelled to do good.
Got this message from a friend:
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As I walked down the busy sidewalk, knowing I was late for Mass, my eye fell upon one of those unfortunate, homeless vagabonds that are found in every city these days.
Some people turned to stare. Others quickly looked away as if the sight would somehow contaminate them.
Recalling my old pastor, Father Mike, who always admonished me to “care for the sick, feed the hungry and clothe the naked,” I was moved by some powerful inner urge to reach out to this unfortunate person.
Wearing what can only be described as rags, carrying every worldly possession in two plastic bags, my heart was touched by this person’s condition.
Yes, where some people saw only rags, I saw a true, hidden beauty.
A small voice inside my head called out, ‘Reach out, reach out and touch this person!’

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So I did…….

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I won’t be at Mass this week.
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As to continue the good work started by my friend, I am now eagerly looking for that vagabond.