So as many of you may know already, I, much like Kim Jong Ill, enjoy looking at things.
This past Sunday was spent at the National Art Museum of China, and it was really cool so I thought I’d share some pictures.
Note: Because I love you guys and because this is art, I left the pictures a little bit bigger than normal so if you click on them you should be able to zoom pretty far. That is, until Geoff’s auto-image-resizing script hits them tomorrow at midnight. But I’m posting this at 7AM Austin time so consider the bigger pictures a reward for checking daily (=
This is included because the elevator didn’t have a “close door” button; anyone who has been to China immediately sees why this is problematic, namely because Chinese dudes in elevators are perhaps *the* most impatient people in the world, and will constantly — literally constantly — attempt to close the doors as frequently as possible. This might be a defense mechanism to prevent overcrowding of elevators, come to think of it. Anyway, I rode four elevators that afternoon and each time there were people who got in and immediately went for the ‘close’ button. Finding none, they were visibly frustrated and confused. Fun times.
And thus concludes the first installment of ‘you tell kevin what to do, he goes and does it then blogs about it.’ Keep suggestions coming!
PS: Had lunch with a girl from work today; we were for whatever reason talking about 3D movies. In english, she said she couldn’t see the 3D-ness, and never could. when you’re young they can sometimes fix it, but once you’re older than six… and then she had no idea what the rest of that thought was in english. But I realized our random unit on female infant abandonment in china (no joke. most depressing textbook EVER) had me covered: 那样的毛病没有治 (that type of defect is incurable)? She was like ‘yeah, exactly.’ These are strange times