For the Love of Hu, Speak No Evil

I realize I’m risking a ban for AFK Gamer in China by even wondering aloud about this, but damn the torpedoes, I’m curious. And, AFK Gamer does did have readers in China … possibly they’re all government censors, I don’t know.

Anyways, China (the government, not the people) is waving around a ban stick all over their end of the Internet — the latest to go, Typepad blogs. China (the government, not the people) also has various regulations for Chinese (the people, not the government) websites, net providers, bla bla … in fact, if you’d like to help out Chinese bloggers by sponsoring/adopting a Chinese blog, read more here.

If you’re curious about China’s president, the BBC wrote an interesting profile in January 2005. His name is Hu Jintao and he’s been president since March 2003. (The BBC says late 2002, China.org says March 2003 — wtf, why would the date be in dispute?) I didn’t know any of that. I can’t keep track of every world leader; I can barely keep track of my own president. (It’s still Bush, right?)

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A Stranger in a Strange Land

The wind just kind of pushed me this way

*imagine a disjointed computerized voice*

Welcome Foton. We knew you’d be back.

(wtf! Did you hear that?)

Why don’t you just input your credit card information now to save yourself the bother later? We know how you hate being bothered.

(surely you heard THAT!)

umm, you already have it. But, I’m just passing through.

Of course you are.

No, I’m serious. Just trying out … heh … the trial. *gulps*

You know how it is.

Of course.

It was too hot to sleep. I followed the distant sound of a Siren. The wind just kind of … pushed me this way.

(this is sure stirring up some ghosts for me.)

There’s one thing you’ve got to learn. Is not to be afraid of it.

No, I like it.

I like it, it’s good.

You like it now. You’ll learn to love it later.

Hang the rich.

(fuck the courage of my convictions. God, I’m weak.)

*/ooc bastardized from Robbie Robertson.*

The Ole Dusty Road

Welp, it’s time to hit the ole dusty road. Foton, the Guild Wars character, needs a vacation.

Just a change of scenery. A summer project, as it were.

Maybe a few weeks carousing in Booty Bay. I do miss stumbling home from the local tavern to my shack high above the bay. Obviously I’d need some drinking money … goblin snort don’t come cheap. But, a few hours in Blackrock each day for a night of debauchery in Boot-ay seems a small price to pay.

One of my drinking buddies is trying to sell a romp in Camelot. Of course, I explained that I wouldn’t be “romping” anywhere, thankyouverymuch, but a few weeks fighting the good fight for Albion, Midgard or whateverthehell that last one was wouldn’t kill me. Actually, fuck the last one, I didn’t hit max level in that realm so would be Albion or Midgard. Not to mention all the expansions I don’t have and if memory serves, my toon is dirt poor. And probably has shit equipment by today’s standards.

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