Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Monday, February 14, 2011

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Oh to be a Kid Again...

Pictured here is Robert Gonzales Smith, a member of the Junior Police Department in Hong Kong. Their solgan is "the cutest lil crime fighters you'll ever meet." He works in the major crimes unit. Everyday Robert takes this water taxi from his home into the city on his way to work. He told me that he has seen a lot of things in his time on the force that have made him lose faith in the goodness of humanity, but there is one thing he still enjoys; "I love the quiet ride across the shimmering water. The smell of the sea, the cool air on my face. For these few minutes the world seems to melt around me, condensed down until there is nothing more then the waves made as the boat scoons across a sea of blue. But, as I look up at the city... my city, I remember. I remember the life I gave to this city. The sins I have committed in order to protect her. And then, that sea of blue changes. I see it filled with the tears of all the mothers whose sons will never come back home, their lives claimed by these streets. It's like drops of rain in a dirty puddle. And I realize that no matter how hard I try I will never be able to stem the inevitable tide of flith that floods into the once pure water of life. So you asked me 'why do I sit here staring out?', well I'll tell you; it is because this is the last thing I have that reminds me that there was once good in this world. This is the last glimpse of something real, of something true I have to hang onto, and I hold on tight because I am scared that if I look out one day and feel nothing, I will have fallen into the darkness... just another victim, claimed by the city. But I can't stop. I can't quit. This is my job... this is what I do. "

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Monument to Laziness



I Travel to Great Places

And then I sit there looking like I don't care. Because life is only worth living if you are cool.

They Kept Yelling at Me that I Couldn't Take Pictures in Here

And I was like "Don't worry. It is a brand new camera. It works just fine." 
And just when it couldn't get cuter, they started their (clearly rehearsed) tap-dancing routine. And they had precious little puppy tears in their eyes as they did it.

But Seriously

There was something very fishy going on here....

Terrible. Absolutely terrible.

Fish Markets are Cool

They have that whole pet/ediable thing going for them. Petiable.





Monday, February 7, 2011

"Hey, James. What the hell is that?"

So glad you asked. That, my friend, is a photo. 
To be more specific, it is a photo I am gonna sell to Apple as a desktop background. 
*copyright pending

My Sister Came to Hong Kong

Mainly because she needed some new Facebook profile pics. 

Flower Market During Chinese New Years

This is where it happens. Seriously. This is the 50/50 club of flower markets.
This guy totally had bottle service.
And by that, I mean he had a bottle of water he was walking around with pouring on plants.

Oddly Specific Graphic

Alright Hong Kong, I'll make my bag lunch crouched behind a dog. But I won't hold my Capisun by the straw as your picture suggests. That would just be silly.

Dear Zach Shpizner,

It turns out that Yakult (that yogurt stuff you like) is actually named after Capt. Robert Yakult, a sailor who worked briefly for the Dutch East Indian Trading Company before discovering the fountain of youth (which turns out is kind of milky) and then bottling the youth water and selling it to the unwashed masses of the world. However, he later recounted on his death bed that he never really gave away the real water of the fountain of youth, but just a cheap imitation. With his last words he whispered that he buried the real water, along with an entire grocery store of food, somewhere near the South China Sea. He then proceed to die a horrible (and painfully longwinded) death of scurvy. I think this will all be covered in the next Pirates of the Carribean movie...

SuperBowl From HK Via the Past

I Would See an Entire Movie About Todd Barry's Character