Some day I will be able to write freely about That Other Jobs I Have which involves listening to non-native English speakers speaking at great length about a variety of topics--few of their responses actually matching any of the prompts I give them. Well, when that day comes, I will share freely the joys the sitting with a serious expression while someone informs me solemnly that they have "a god heart, " the image of Jesus of the Sacred Heart leaping into my mind. As I've written before, I'm not supposed to admit I judge these contests, even though I appear annually on TV on one of the bigger events, but there you are: I spend an inordinate amount of time listening to people engage in English-language debates while looking grave and interested in every utterance. I am a Phonic Whore, paid to look pleased and impressed while my mind is miles and miles away. David Moser--probably the most famous American in China right now--said it best when he said, "I sat with a straight face while a contestant spoke about his only desire--World Piss--for a full three minutes." It was, no doubt, the hardest money he ever earned.
A blog for the China ex-pat with a bai jiu budget but cocktail tastes. This blog focuses on cooking in a Chinese kitchen (ie, on blow torches) adjusting recipes from Western to Chinese cooking, dating, my lack of dating, health, beauty, pets, kids, food, cocktails, dining out in Beijing, books, Klingon, nerds, happiness, educational reform, relationships, and more, freely addressed without regard to my mother's sense of shame or even my own.
Showing posts with label All I Want for Christmas. Show all posts
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Saturday, November 27, 2010
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