Ha.

i'm back.

Once again, the lack of mental stimulation during my mountain-top retreat has resulted in a few more lame jokes. Here's a preview.

Q : 牛魔王得了什么病？
A : Pneumonia (牛魔-nia）

How's that?

The rest of them are poker/daidi jokes with rather obscure references. No chance anyone will get the joke. Anyway, the answer's Fullhouse. Might be Four-of-a-Kind, depending on how the cards are read.

The trip, minus the exciting bits, was rather unexciting. Eat, sleep, shout like Tarzan of the Apes, i.e. "O-E-O-E-OOOO!!!!" as and when i feel like it. None of the resident monkeys came when i called.

The exciting bits.

Had to attend to a dog bite the moment i got out of the taxi. Not really a bite, more like a playful nibble of sorts. Just disinfected it, there's not even any bleeding to stop. Sian... The guy refused to get a rabies shot, although i don't think it's necessary anyway. Just for the satisfaction of saying "Told you so!" in the unlikely event of infection.

Got woken up from my afternoon nap one fine evening to deal with a case of nausea/fainting. They didn't really need me either, the fella just threw up all over the floor and declared herself all okay. The whole thing was over before i could think of all the differrentials for food poisoning.

Moral of the story:

Don't scream for me, i don't know shit either.

Yet.

Oh, and another tree fell down. Not on my roof this time though. The mountain doesn't like me, i tell you. Every time i go back a tree falls down.

Lastly, some housekeeping matters.

OWE $$$$ PAY$$$$$!!!!!