Tuesday, March 03, 2009

King Kong

Wow, it’s been a shitload of time since I wrote anything.  It’s not that I’ve lost the passion for writing an online journal or anything, it’s just that everything I’ve been doing lately are things I’ve done in the past.  I go to Russian clubs.  I stay out until eight in the morning.  I go to a doctor who will write me a prescription for anything I want.  I get solicited by both hookers and Nigerian drug dealers in bars.  Same old same old, life in Beijing.

I do have one important development, though.  For a variety of reasons my company has decided not to renew my contract when it expires at the end of April.  When I am no longer employed there I will go into more detail, but suffice it to say that the separation was more or less amicable, no real hard feelings on either side as far as I can tell.  So this means the end of my time in China, unfortunately.

Or does it?

I’m headed to Hong Kong on Thursday night.  The original reason I was going was to start a corporation.  Let’s just say it’s for “tax reasons.” Being who I am I wanted an amusing name.  Basically I wanted something that sounded legitimate but was actually really offensive.  My friend Rob knocked it out of the fucking park on his first attempt:  “Pacific Rim Job Consulting.” (If you’re such a sheltered wallflower that you don’t know what a rimjob is, click here.) We even had a logo picked out, simply a picture of an eye but in brown ink, and the slogan, “Take it to the rim!” It was going to be my finest masterwork, an actual corporation registered in Hong Kong with the word “rimjob” in it.

Then I got an email.  I won’t go into detail yet, but I will say that an exciting job opportunity has popped up which may indeed keep me in China.  I have to meet with the man in question on Friday while I am in Hong Kong.  Details to follow as appropriate.  It does, unfortunately, mean that since my consulting corporation might actually be used as a consulting corporation having the word “rimjob” in the title might not be conducive to future profits.

Other than that I have some friends going with me to Hong Kong, so we’re going to party our balls off on Friday and Saturday nights down in Wanchai.  Wish me luck.  With California $42 billion in debt and our current president spending like there’s no fucking tomorrow the LAST country on the planet I want to move to right now is the United States.

Great place to visit but I sure as fuck don’t want to live there, at least not right now.