It’s been a good trip. ‘Cept for the flu-from-Hell to start off. Lots of friends. Even some family (Sal’s nephew lives in Bangkok). All good.
Amazing, actually. Hong Kong is incredible. Totally mind-boggling. They started with a bare rock and, two hundred years later, they have a city-state that is a complex hive of EVERYTHING on top of another thing It’s like five deep of everything and soon to be ten deep in everything. We attended top restaurants that were on the 8th floor of a building that was all restaurants!
But my view, my grasp, my interests are small. I have tiny visions now. Sal and I got on the MTR the other day, rode it to the end where it terminated in a clothing district and we then ferreted out a little T-shirt maker. Tim Lau. Tim’s pretty good. We like him. I can get a good 100% cotton-shirt from him, printed/embroidered with some OTG type logo and drop-shipped to a customer for about C$23.95 (depends a bit on how many XXXXXL’s the shirt is) and that means my ‘gifting’ and maybe small web-sales can be satisfied rather easily. Tim promised to ‘source’ other products from China if we want but OTG’ers, as a rule, aren’t big shoppers. As soon as we have some artwork, I am gonna give ol’ Tim a try with a few sample orders.
I am going to bury in this blog something nice about Trump. Saying anything nice about Trump under most circumstances, is never required but it would seem that the old apricot dickhead was amusing and gracious at the Gridiron dinner (a media/Whitehouse tradition) and ended the evening by thanking the media for keeping Democracy vital. I intend to crucify this guy on most every occasion but, if he warrants praise, I am forced to express it. So far, this is the only time. I don’t expect to have to make a habit of it.
This trip had a streak of nostalgia running through it. Re-connected with an old friend from 40 years ago (we canoed through jungle rivers in Guatemala together) …..and, of course, my great friends here in Hong Kong. Plus the relatively new ones (the Chinese kids and now their kids). Lots of emotions on this venture. Lots of memories made or rekindled. Shades of getting old….
This blog is all self indulgence. So, I’ll keep it short.