I need big pockets in Shanghai. Just to get from home to work, eat lunch and get back again, I need 4 separate credit-type cards. Every different transport system and restaurant demands you get another stupid plastic rectangle that fill up my wallet and are probably making me sterile.

The cards in my wallet

If China takes over the world like everyone says, then this is our future- there’ll be one card to pay for your bacon, and another to pay for your eggs. Cards to get you into the building where you pick up your cards, and a card to open your wallet with all of the cards in.

Think it could never happen? That’s what they said about Alphabetti Spaghetti.

In other news, it’s been 10 days since my last drop of alcohol and so far it’s a piece of cake.I went out on Saturday night on nothing but Ginger Ale and danced until the sweat ran off my head and down my back.In fact I don’t miss the sweet,refreshing taste of ale at all, and might not even start drinking again when my dry period is over (in 8 days, 3 hours, 25 minutes).