Kunshan Urban Construction Comprehensive Exploitation Co.

Inner what worries to the place mine about the cover

of the nylon, is

is I, that the uniform of the heat is too full

singsong is tired, that

is I finishes due to the place mine.

Kind of like an off-kilter poem, but it's really just the Babelized translation of "My site is too hot for me to be in a nylon jacket, and I'm tired of the sheer monotony of it all." Cool, eh?

Some other highlights from titles of earlier blog posts:

"Eat curry and don't get kissed. Two day minimum waiting period."

ends up as

This with spendthrift of you you are quiet of the food is covered that
it does not take with which worries, they. Minimum the latent data of
state 2.

"That yellow bastard!"

becomes

This yellow plant of the approach!

"When I go back to Indian, I will kiss my buffalo."

magically transforms into

If I am in India, that I cover with bufalo of the mine of the water.

Okay, so I'm easily amused. I found the Babelizer a couple of years ago, but I just rediscovered it and I still find it amusing. Sue me, but only after trying it yourself at this location.

The new bike patrol guy at work - I haven't come up with a nickname for him yet. He's still on the usual behavior that people employ when they first arrive. You know, telling jokes, being fun, and new, and an interesting injection into the status quo. You need two or three weeks to see what holds up and what doesn't.

Buffalo Kisser loves him, though. Because sometimes they'll wrestle, sometimes they'll race bikes. He teaches him english like "fishy" and "goofing off".

He's a gamer.

That's not automatically a bad thing, although he did pin me in the SkyTrain station the other day to talk about the two horde armies he's making for Warhammer 40k (which I don't play), and so on.

I've done the same thing I guess, but you have to try to gauge your audience. I'm not going to give you an indepth roll-by-roll account of the time my wizard and his familiar cave bear Mappy scaled a castle and started laying out the beats on the faerie-span stone bridges that connected the towers in dubious arches over the courtyard below.

Almost as bad as fishing stories.

Anyway, he keeps saying "Yeah, I'm a geek. I say it proudly." and he got attacked by a bush on his bike rounds the other night, so I'm thinking of nicknaming him DiceGimp, but that doesn't roll out naturally, so it's just a placeholder until a better one condenses.

The sale of my site will be completed late this month, as opposed to late June or early July, so that means that by June one or so it'll be finalized. Our security contract comes up later in June.

I wonder if this is going to be a case of "Oh sure, you'll get a raise when we renegotiate the contract... PSYCH! Ask the office not to put you on hole-guarding when you ask for a new site."

Hmph.

On the bus ride today, I saw a young mother get on with her two kids. The boy was just a baby and in the carriage, and the little girl was only just big enough to be toddling. The mother looked fifteen and in first bloom of being a woman, but I think that was just good genes. But when she moved, she slinked. It was hard to tear my eyes away, since the whole scene just seemed a bit outre.

From the back of the bus, it sounded like she was prattling to the kids in Cantonese or something, but when I moved forward to get off at my stop (she got off there too, but I wasn't stalking her - HONEST!) I could hear that it was actually Italian.

When she got off, she said something to the little girl that included "Say bye!".

So this tiny little thing, in her white dress and red hat, turned to the bus driver and said "Thank you, have a good day, bye!" and trotted off on her little legs.

Awwwwwwwwwww

And the title of today's post comes from here. Or Babelized... "Progresses in most the structure of the city of the CO Kunshan." :)