吾家有女新长成 养在高闺名妙玉
偶有鼠患，收养两岁母猫一头，以起威慑之用。原主懒得起名，只叫做个花花，雁同学也不爱给猫起名，提议就叫咪咪。这些都跟Kitty一样，是和没起名差不多的“名字”。我不甘心从俗也实在懒得标新立异，只唤她做“妙”，倒也经常能博得猫格格回眸一笑，莲步轻来。
既姓了个妙字，不如就叫做个妙玉好了。盖此猫生性清高挑剔，喂牛奶而拒饮，见珍馐美食（即所谓cat treat）而纹丝不动，独好清水濯爪，日必五度。其乖戾自恋之态，活脱一个凡心未去的妙玉小姐再世耳。
妙玉虽然清高，对自己的领地可是半点不含糊。凡有野猫临近家门乞食，她必要抖擞精神，果断出击，直追得来客狼狈逃窜方罢。本该有平等心和菩提心的妙玉小姐歧视打抽丰的刘姥姥，说什么自己用的茶具“便砸碎了也不能给她”，其狭隘心胸也和我家猫格格颇有一拼：—）
这三张照片就记录了妙玉格格发现刘姥姥时候的神态和出击动作。
当春乃发生
小雨夜更密
芥子容百川
菜园喜春色
生芽谢池满
鼓打四通国安康
时至岁末，大秦国传来《冰点》被封消息，想起前朝朱相爱唱的《击鼓骂曹》，因此找一段高派老生李宗义演绎的《祢衡火冒三千丈》来放，借个中吉言，祝大秦国新年国泰民安：）
ttp://jingju.net/j2/mp3a/s355.mp3
这段唱词也收到《小芥菜三百首》里面去，既是男生，自然早晚要学得些血性：）
也愿这震天的鼓声，把你我鸡年那些鸡毛蒜皮的晦气烦恼一股脑儿打到九霄云外，来年狗运亨通！
［西皮快板］祢衡火冒三千丈
大骂曹贼听端详
昔日文王访姜尚
渭水河边得栋梁
臣坐辇，君陪往
为国求贤理应当
尔在朝中为首相
狗奸贼不知臭和香
［散 板］曹贼把话错来讲
卑人言来听端详
鼓打一通天地响
鼓打二通振朝纲
鼓打三通扫奸党
鼓打四通国安康
鼓发一阵连声响
管叫你狗奸贼死无下场
To XWH buddies: please leave your pawprints
one thing you guys don’t know is that right here you have quite a few admirers of your postings and articles…
When and when not to blog? This is the research question
Do you blog when feeling high? When feeling depressed? Or whenever you get a few minutes to kill between deadlines?
Some of bloggers, as I know, are very busy and successful people in life. How can they still find time and energy to type out that many materials online?
If we survey/interview bloggers about their blogging time, we can probably figure out the causal mechanisms behind the blogging behavior. Good food for thought in media/communication researchers, but only remotely relevant to policy (except for curing Internet addiction, a mental health problem that is already big enough to be policy relevant).
so eventually I become a blogger?
It is so unplanned, or even unexpected.
It is like I woke up one day to find myself a husband, a Dad, and a blogger. Whoops, what a world.
Anyway, this will probably be dedicated mainly to my reflections on economics and life in general, from a Buddhist’s viewpoint. Any comment is welcome.
BTW: This blog starts on 9/11 2005, the fourth year anniversary of the attack on WTC. A thought that often haunts my mind is: had I applied for overseas schools immediately out of college, my life today would have been a lot nicer.
Well, it turned out not necessarily true. Let us do the math: 2001 might be my year of graduation and started working within WTC! My final thought before I jumped out of a sky-high window may be: why should I come to America at all?
However, I am asking myself this question anyway, even though our oceanside building has not been attacked by terrorists…yet.
Similarly, why should I start this blog at all? To become one of ten million narcissuses online?
Please, somebody give me an answer.
Goodbyepeach
桃之夭夭 