Salutation My heartfelt thanks, for those who have corresponded with me over the past months. I appreciate your time while worrying about a) what to buy and b) how to pay off the credit associated with such expenses. I sincerely wish you can manage at the end. Which brings us to this. Whats new, friends? This month I am burning myself up helping to implement this two-country International Youth camp. Details are here. <http://www.iocoalition.org/> Even the best grants won cover all the expenses. If you have some gifts you don like from Xmas, please return them to the store. And donate a buck or two to this cause, if you so desire. It fast. It easy. Its tax deductible. Talk with you boss too, for matching donations. Use your magic. For those who are more profit-oriented, lets do this: You come visit the city I reside in anytime, over the rest of my life, I try my best to accommodate your every need. I will personally cook dinner, with stuff I got from the market the same day. My wife will set the table. My young ones will put on a good show at the piano. And I won forget--the rice wine. Your call. Lecture (Based on a time-broken collection) -Why are you working so hard, Dad? -Everyday I open my eyes I say to myself, that before I close my eyes in the evening, I have to find a way to bring at least 兩皮嘢美金, just to do business and feed family. You know how much you and your dino brother can eat (for he can dissolve bones). -I see. So, how you manage that? -Hah... I just do. -You are my hero. New Year (Based upon a drink-impaired recollection) -Morning, son. -Morning... Dad? -Now listen... yesterday night, three bottles I drank. (Look at full shot glass, and the empty shot glass in close proximity, on the breakfast table, also, remembering the half dozen empty bottles sitting out on the snow in the yard, while taking a cigarette break) -(With feigned surprise)What? How many of those half-liter bottles? (Proudly shows three fingers. Of course, I can count, unlike the end of the previous evening) -Umm. How you manage that? -By drinking this now, (filling the glass) You too, now... fear not, my son, its healthy. Cheers! -Okay Dad. Wow, brrrrrrrrr~! (Village calculation: 3 shots @ about 1 minute per shot = 3 shots in 3 minutes) -Son, my chest really hurts. -(I wonder why) Oh-oh, that ain good Dad. -Hah... I see, that you have become A., son. | 
