This is a picture of me as a blue belt. I'm in the white gi. That's a pretty impressive low block, isn't it?

I don't actually have time to update...so instead, here is a bit of 55 fiction I wrote over spring break. This one is actually 46 words long, so any suggestions for added words would be appreciated. This is a true story from my time in Taiwan.


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“Cabbage.” He pointed to make himself clear.

She served him quickly. He was a good customer, even if his Chinese was poor.

“Carrots.”

Scoop. Splat.

“Pork.”

She hesitated, looking at the incense in front of the meat. He was a good customer, but would grandma understand?