Please, I would like mango juice, please.

I'm getting really good at asking for mango juice. And fervently working on "apple juice" just in case my dad, who requires several gallons per day for survival, visits.

In other unrelated, yet equally fascinating news, we have hired a third actor. An American, one of the roughs. He goes by the name of Eric (not to be confused with "pretty" Eric) and has been performing Italian arias on a casino boat in Macau since last year. Macau is also a Special Administrative Region of China (part of the Republic, but not quite as Communist) about an hour away from Hong Kong via ferry. I'm legitimately excited that he's joining us, despite the fact that he wants to live on his own, leaving me posting ads to find a roommate.

I taught a class for English proficiency exam preparation for 3 year olds. They have to recite a poem and a short story, and then answer questions about each to ensure comprehension rather than rote memorization. Three year olds are doing this--and not in their native language. It's not a Wallace Stevens poem or anything...but still.

This is probably the most embarrassing post I have ever and will ever create because the only new photos I have are from--------prepare yourself for this---------a Taiwanese boy band concert I willingly attended. Angel has a serious and perhaps even unhealthy obsession with a "band" called "Fahrenheit". Two concerts in Hong Kong to end their "Fantasy Tour"--both sold out--to 200,000 person crowds. They sing in Mandarin, so I was confused during most of it. I was even more confused when they broke out into "Uptown Girl". One of the guys in Fahrenheit is named Kelvin. My obvious question is, "where's Celcius?" I had low expectations and they were all met. They have no talent, so fortunately, they have great pyrotechnics to cover that up. They also have a large lit sign:

They look kind of mystical in this photo. I think it exemplifies my feelings for Fahrenheit:
My favorite: Chun.

Group photo of Fahrenheit's biggest fans. Tim, myself, Joan, Angel, and Amy.Angel and I posing with a poster. If I ever had any dignity, I may never regain it. I was laughing on the inside during the entire concert. I can't even describe what I saw and never want to ever think about what I heard.

In case anyone was worried, I survived the latest typhoon, Hagupit. If anyone needs a name for a baby, your search is over.