Conjunction Junction, what is you are function?

I’ve made a personal decision not to blog about work. I’ll make one exception. I saw this in an English textbook at one of the schools where I teach: “Who is = who’s Who are = who’re” Combine this with

The Name Game

The local teachers at the school sit me down and hand me a pen and paper. They want names, and lots of them. I feel like a HUAC witness, but these are not names for interrogation. It’s the start of

Apocalypse Z-Visa, Part II: Interview

I don’t know where the school is, so Sammy asks me to meet him at the bar known as Bad Monkey. See, due to the Monkey’s central location and its popularity, after five minutes in Dali any Westerner who’s not

Apocalypse Z-Visa, Part I: Job search

In order to work in China, one must secure what’s known as a “Z” Visa. The first step in attaining this elusive Z-Visa is to find a job. And, by the way, finding a job is by far—let me repeat