The North Pole
I left the fake Santa's in the 798 Art District of Bejing to begin my looooooooong trip to my home in the real North Pole. I was greated with a super size package of bum wipe by Sheila. I guess she knows who is really full of shit. I was welcomed home to a dead battery in the car and a major snow storm. This is my real life and it feels good to be home. We have a good supply of wood, so the house is warm, there is lots of wine and groceries, so life is good. I had a chance yesterday to look at my blog for the first time since I left for China. The Great Firewall of China kept me from seeing your comments and looking at the blog except in preview mode. For all of you that wrote notes to me thanx a bunch. They are sweet, considerate and I wish I could have read them while in China. I would have replied to y'all but now there are just too many to tackle. My life now will be boring to most so the blog is on hold until something else comes along. I owe a bunch to John Neely for taking me to China kicking and screaming. It has been one hellava ride and a life changing experience. If you ever need a presenter on "what we have to be thankful for" I'm your man.
Thank you all for sharing this amazing time with me.
All the best,