Sleepy Now, Kind of Early

As days passed by, I didn't make any attempt to post any thing here. It seems the fate of my previous journals is inching closer towards this blog as well. At the beginning, I fervently posted multiple posts in a single day, only to see this trend dimishing to less that a trickle.

This blog was started less than 2 months ago, 1 week after my wife left for Shanghai. At this moment, she should be already onboard the flight to Seoul, where she'll transfer for JFK. I have a window open on the other monitor beside me, keeping an eye on the status of the flight, just as what I did for her departure flight. It is hard to say why I am doing this, maybe a mixed feeling of eagerness for a change of life style, in both cases.

I have been reading a book about a solitary journal of a woman on a bike, across the continent. It is not a book with dramatic story lines; it more or less just followed the timeline of the author's travel, and the flow of her thoughts. As I read throught it, I am almost 100% sure I won't remember those roads, towns, or people; at most I might remember some nice places she laborously depicted. I still enjoyed it, as she did something I might never be able to achieve. That actually is the main thing that kept me engaged in the past several days and not posting anything there.

Something about Quail

Quail is suspicious in every way these days.

Last Friday, Milk Bottle called him up to invite him for a dinner gathering with two of their high school classmates, both beautiful ladies; Quail rejected saying he had plan.

Doggie invited us for a hike in Delaware Water Gap on last Saturday; Quail rejected saying he was sick with bird flu.

Now story from Six Crawl saying Quail was using the excuse that he didn't want to be a light bulb in Doggie couple's hike, while not mentioning anything about the fictional bird flu at all.

From all these facts, it is pretty sure that Quail did not *want* light bulbs.

鹌鹑有问题！