Archive for November, 2004

Split Pea Soup

Sunday, November 14th, 2004

Haw-Bin: “What are you doing?”
Haw-Wen: “A lot of gas builds up here, right above my stomach. I poke it to make the gas go up or down.”

Mike: “They’re not big-ass butter ball chickens. They’re ‘catch me if you can’ chickens.” (Tandoori chicken at Mc Donal Fast Food Tandoori Restaurant)
Mike: “You think you got a worm […]

Unfinished

Sunday, November 14th, 2004

I met a spiritual man today. He shocked my senses; I had an impulse to call him mad, drunk, confused, ignorant, arrogant, misplaced, but all of these were unjustified. He did not fit into the fabric of the scene, the scene in my mind. In retrospect, nearly every word he confided contained a sip of […]


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