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It's a beautiful thing.

Well I've finally finished my assemblog:
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Why call it that? Because it's a place where I'm assembling all the disparate pieces of me that are spread out all over the wonderful web. So there.

My wife really likes this piece:

Not sure why, but that's why it's here.

Happy Chinese New Year! Welcome to the Year of the Rat! I wish you all much luck and fortune.

On a side note, why do the pinyin translations for "Happy New Year" vary so much? It makes this gweilo feel very lost indeed.

If you got a moment, please check out:


And let me know what you think. Thanks!

I finally got my new blog up and running. I was a bit depressed when I lost access to my first one (blogs.sun.com/frosty). I finally got off my butt and did something about it.

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Let me know what you think. I've been having fun figuring out how to customize it, and experimenting with various widgets. I've got stuff spread all over the place, so the challenge is to see if I can bring it all together there.

"Someone Great" by LCD Soundsystem

"I wish that we could talk about it,
But there, that's the problem.
With someone new I could have started,
Too late, for beginnings.
The little things that made me harassed,
Are gone, in a moment.
I miss the way we used to argue,
Locked, in your basement.

I wake up and the phone is ringing,
Surprised, as it's early.
And that should be the perfect warning,
That something is, a problem.
To tell the truth I saw it coming,
The way, you were breathing.
But nothing can prepare you for it,
The voice, on the other, end.

The worst is all the lovely weather,
I'm sad, it's not raining.
The coffee isn't even bitter,
Because, what's the difference?
There's all the work that needs to be done,
It's late, for revision.
There's all the time and all the planning,
And songs, to be finished.

And it keeps coming,
And it keeps coming,
And it keeps coming,
Till the day it stops
And it keeps coming,
Till the day it stops.

I wish that we could talk about it,
But there, that's the problem.
With someone new I could have started,
Too late, for beginnings.
You're smaller than my wife imagined,
Surprised, you were human.
There shouldn't be this ring of silence,
But what, are the options?

When someone great is gone.

We're safe, for the moment.
Saved,
For the moment"