In China, you have to eat dumplings on the day of the Winter Solstice, otherwise Chairman Santa will come and rip your dumplings off on Chinese New Year's. So we all went out today to eat 饺子. Since Yuan Yuan organized the whole thing, we ate some kind of perverted version with fake bananas and fake peaches (canned in fake cans) for filling instead of the usual fake meat. They were edible but hardly worth blogging about, unless one has a daily word quota.
During dinner, Yuan Yuan had a practical English exam. The American girl she invited was bursting at the seams with dirty jokes and sexual innuendo, some of which even my college-conditioned ears had a hard time digesting. I don't want to repeat any of them so I'll leave it up to your imagination. I will give you a hint though--two of the following five ingredients were found in one of her stories: a guitar, a prosthetic leg, someone's grandfather, a plunger, a car tire. Anyway, I was pretty happy when Yuan Yuan failed to understand anything that wasn't explicitly labeled; her four-year-old brain isn't ready for that kind of stuff yet.
I learned the Buntline Hitch today. It's about as exciting as that last sentence:
image borrowed from animatedknots.com
Don't pull it too hard, it's kind of hard to untie. Especially if you pulled it tight after doing 200 pushups a day for 15 days. That's 3000 pushups by the way. Even Bruce Lee couldn't do that many in 15 minutes!
Two more songs posted on YouTube and TuDou.
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