Hubbub

These days weekends are often spent with Shishka. We have a relaxed kind of camaraderie. We’ve both traveled far from home to work at companies we admired; we both have a kind of detached but bewildered admiration for the city of Seattle; we both desire Japanese-style curry-rice at least once weekly. On any Friday, Saturday, or Sunday, if we see each other in IRC, it’s only a matter of time before I’m on my way over to pick him up. So we tromp around the International District doing geeky things, until we get paranoid at all the humans around and hole up in my apartment for video games or DVDs. Anyway, here’s a bunch of people clamoring for Taiwanese independence. Their most incisive bit of rhetoric was “Taiwan Yes! China No!”.