Bidnez in the front

Lately, time goes by like it's nothing at all. In the past week or so, there have been level 3 wind warnings and one level one typhoon warning. The result is days of sporadic rain storms, one left-behind umbrella. All I have left is this crappy $15 one I bought this morning. Even though it's new, it'll break the next time I sneeze.

I know, it's quiet in the blog world but what can I say? I've been busy doing stuff...

Friday - dinner with Con at Sidewalk, which was unsatisfying and there was curry, again when we ordered tomatoes and beef damnit. Phonecall from co-workers and I found myself singing (terribly) at the Green Spot in Mong Kok. Karaoke with the locals, just like I dreamed of and it was fun. Although, nothing like karaoke with my former co-workers at that classy joint, the Gladstone. I really shouldn't sing, because I can't, unlike every Hong Konger out there. They grew up singing "K" and Avril's "Don't Tell Me" is a lot harder than I thought it'd be. But there were no flies in our beer this time.

Saturday - The Pancakes with openers False Alarm. False Alarm was so bad, they were good. Let's just say that there's something very sincere about a Chinese guy shouting "I want...I want...I want more...free porn!" into a microphone, squirming on the ground and running across the stage screaming into a microphone, dissapear and then run across the other way screaming into the microphone. Any further explanation just wouldn't do the performance justice. The Pancakes was OK. The band was tight though, but I secretly just wanted to see more of False Alarm's antics. Free porn for all!

Sunday - I got a haircut. The jury is still out on whether it's a good one or not. I'm just glad it didn't stay the "hipster" mullet it was. Of course, on me, a hipster mullet would just be a mullet. I stopped all that when I said to Michael, the adorable hairdresser, "yo, less party in the back please." He looked dissapointed and of course I didn't actually say that word-for-word because no one where knows what a mullet is, let alone what "business in the front, party in the back" means. No one here thinks I'm funny either, so I just don't bother.

Today - Met with Canadian-born business man Allan Zeman, after a long walk in the rain. He said I was "clever" to come to Hong Kong. He put the idea of Shanghai in my head. He doesn't miss Canada, says it's too slow and boring. Now comtemplating leaving work or waiting for co-workers. I need hair products but I have no money. Food or good hair, the choice is simple...

Comments

[Nic]

I think you're funny.
You should teach Hong-Kongers all about the mullet and what it really means to be business in the front and party in the back.
Keep on singing.

[Miss Lambert]

Hi Chiu,
miss ya. keep writing and combing your hair.

[deepfriedgold]

I also want more free porn.

[Rachael]

god, i really like false alarm. maybe if i'm lucky i can see them when i visit hong kong. they're quite the boys.