shows and snow

Last night after exploring the neighborhood I went to a show by a guy called jose gonzalez. It was a good show lots of people and good music. It made me think about some things though. How is it best to live life? I get paid enough money that I can afford to go to shows or to dinner now and again, however if I go to dinner every night or go to a bar every night I will not have enough to really enjoy any of those times. In essence is it better to save a little everyday in order to go out big now and again or is it better to go out small more often? These are new questions for me as I used to live in a village where going out was not an option. Anyways back to the night of music, after the set and compulsory encore jose left and the lights came up, I was close enough to take three step, mount the 4 stairs up to the stage and pick up the set list. It was cool, afterwards ea few of the fans asked to take a picture of it. I left the venue and went outside to one of my favorite things in all the lands, white cold flakes drifting and swirling from the sky. It began to stick and as I write this there is still more falling though now it is much less. I get a snow day from school. Not that I am working but I am going to act like it.

coffee

The world is getting better. I had my first cup of coffee this morning in my new apartment. I havent had coffee in maybe three weeks. I had forgotten how glorious the taste, smell, process, and product it is. I am not sure if there is anything I enjoy in the morning so much, a bloody mary is nice as are a few mimosas, but really coffee is king. Also yesterday I finally got around to getting a coffee mug. I went with a light blue one with a dark brown interior, kind of a fluted shape, holds a whole bunch of coffee. Aah..also it snowed last night and now the city is cloaked in its winter shroud of white. That will make for some fine exploring. Speaking of which the world calls, I am all wired on caffeine and I have lots to see.

snow

No it isnt snowing here, I just wish it were. When I lived in Boston and Buffalo for all those year I was spoiled by the winters. I got used to it being cold and snowing. I used to think that I would never miss the snow and I would be happy to live in a climate where it didnt snow. Oh how wrong I was. Here in Henan, yes I am still in Henan, it is cold but with out any snow. It is sort of having all the bad and none of the good. I still need to wear a coat and my hands get cold and my nose runs from the temperature, but I dont get to sit and watch the flakes fall, or make snowballs and pelt other people, or shovel the walk. None of the things I loved about the snow, I never get to read about heart attacks from exertions and I never get to slip and bust my ass going down the stairs. The days are just short hard and cold. It is almost enough to make me dislike the winter. I hope beijing will be more what I like.