Where art thou, oh, precious spectacles?
Ode to my ‘flying glasses’: O most precious spectacles, thou art fled!Mine eyes, now prisoners to mist obscure,Do mourn thy absence like the waning moon,Deprived of night’s celestial glow impure.…
Recently
Weird Day: Point wise dollar foolish
I spent a lot of effort trying to use up my points from FamilyMart before they expire. I had thousands. Didn’t know they expire so fast. I managed to whittle…
I ain’t no wuss…
… at least less of one than I thought. Still glad I didn’t go to Kinmen 10K!
