Sweat drooled down my temples. Sweat gathered on my eyelids and stung my eyes. My arms shone with it and my once clean, sweet-smelling shirt stuck to my body, a somewhat darker color than it had been … more →
Shikejian's Weblogshikejian wrote 5 days ago: Sweat drooled down my temples. Sweat gathered on my eyelids and stung my eyes. My arms shone with it … more →
shikejian wrote 1 week ago: It was a long journey and I stopped to rest. My legs ached from hanging loosely down from the saddle … more →
shikejian wrote 1 month ago: As promised, here is the first article about the educational world in China. As you will see, it has … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: One day, as I was passing through Lebanon, I came across a crowd at Swine Corners. On the NW corner, … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: It was a long journey and I stopped to rest. My legs ached from hanging loosely down from the saddle … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: Locater Nun. AKA the Plainclothes Nun. She was out and about. Again. She wasn’t often … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: The Mayor’s Business by James L. Secor The Mayor was a man who liked paper. He believ … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: One fine morning, Jim Hatfield presented himself at the Hacienda loco plátano under the guise of Jan … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: Gyorgy Yabu was not a man to sit still with his victory or even find it satisfactory, that is, enoug … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: It was a long journey and I stopped to rest. My legs ached from hanging loosely down from the saddle … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: Mr. King walked to work as he had for the past year, with an assured step and a sense of his own imp … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: It was one of those usual Indian Summer Octobers when the sky is a bluer blue and the wind is windy, … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: It was one of those usual Indian Summer Octobers when the sky is a bluer blue and the wind is windy, … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: There is no story that is not true. And this is another in a long line of such stories, though, of c … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: Buck limped across the street, calling out, “Hellecchino! Hellecchino!” It was a bright … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: The sun blazed down from the sky frying the piss ants and itty bitty frogs that dared step out from … more →
shikejian wrote 1 year ago: “Hey! Mucong! You are finally here!” “Yes. I am always here, you know that.” “Can you not be on time … more →