Until I came to China I hated cigarettes. They were addictive, they gave you cancer, made your lungs all black and icky too. At least so I was told by the countless ad’s on TV, radio and billboards. Alcohol, on the other hand, was breathlessly promoted and weed was silently accepted. But oh! to...
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I spent one of the best nights since I’ve arrived in China jumping around in a sweaty pile to the sounds of Carsick Cars last Saturday. They played at Yugong Yishan with PK.14 and GAR well into the night. All of the bands proved why they are seen as some of the best in China. After...
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After eating our fill of Swedish meatballs and browsing piles of multicolored furniture with names like Fricka and Guudsvat, me and my girlfriend left Ikea in a hurry. It was 4:40pm and we just had twenty minutes before the section of the Fourth Ring road that was our only real way back home would...
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Frank’s eyes opened at 6am on their own accord. It seemed his mind didn’t care that his alarm was set to go off 45 minutes later. He had been up at this hour every day for the past two months so that his daily hour-long commute to school would end on time. Classes had...
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Language is one of our greatest gifts as a species, with it we have recorded our history, developed our maths and given names to all of God’s creatures, even given God a name. It’s one of the dearest parts of human culture, it helps shape our thoughts, desires and dreams. So then why the...
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There’s something to be said about Newton and those other physicists. I’m not much of a scientist but I love thinking about the stuff, especially when you get to apply it to everyday experience. Most intriguing to me is the law of conservation of energy which basically states that energy can never be destroyed...
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I swam competitively for about eight years. This meant that as long as it was swim season, basically every season except summer where I got to swim for fun, you could find me swimming endlessly in pools throughout the Capital Region. Of those numerous pools, the one that I put the most miles in...
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When I visited 798 Art District last week it seemed that the hundreds of workers had finally finished their years long work. There were no ditches on the side of the road that you had to jump over, no dust in the air nor large construction vehicles that you would have to dodge every...
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