My next day off will be Saturday which means I am going to be working about eight days in a row. Who is your boss? you ask. Me.
I am happy it is just another day in the apartment. The wife is here and we are trying to do our thing. I have ironed my clothes, had two cups of tea, read the essential blogs and am now making this entry. She is looking after Tony. I am doing laundry. I couldn't be happier. I really appreciate my wife after her three week absence.
On the weekend, I download podcasts to listen to on my phone. Having radio to listen to, even if it is a week after the fact keeps me sane. Talk radio was an obsession of mine when I was in Canada. When I was living near Vancouver, B.C., I always had a field day because I could get all sorts of talk radio from both sides of the U.S.-Canada border, including Rush Limbaugh. I first encountered Rush on his short-lived TV show which I could watch on cable TV in Winnipeg, Manitoba. I could hear replays of his show late at night when I could receive American radio signals. But it was not until I was in British Columbia, that I could listen to Rush live.
Now in Wuxi, I can listen to Hugh Hewitt, John Derbyshire, Shire Network News and Denis Prager on my mobile phone. I can get programs trashing China for what they are doing in Tibet. I even play them in public because I know the Chinese won't understand and because the Chinese air is so fouled with pollution that a breeze of freedom is necessary and refreshing.
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