Today

I started to bike home from the zoo but it started pouring.  Oh, there's a little roadside shelter.  With a dog!  He wanted to get out of the rain too.  I think you'd describe this dog as rufous colored and knee high.  He regarded me skeptically.  I talked to him a little and tried to give him a piece of guava.  Dogs don't eat fruits.

It started raining harder and the rain was splashing into our shelter in a fine spray from the drops hitting the ground so hard and I guess the dog was getting wet because he crept a little closer to me, when I wasn't looking.  By now he was comfortable enough to devote himself fully to licking his own crotch.  After the rain let up a little, said goodbye to the dog and was on my way.  That was a pretty chill dog.

Today I started Wing Chun classes.  It cost 3000 NT, plus 4000 for two heavy black cotton shirts.  I spent over two hours doing the same two sets of movements.
1. Cross arms at about belly-button level, recross at face level.
2. Punch towards the center, open fist palm side up, rotate wrist inward in a full circle, retract, repeat with other arm.
I hope I learn something.  The teacher is Lo Man Kam and he's 70+ years old and a student of Yip Man.  The story goes that he introduced Bruce Lee to Wing Chun.  He's pretty active for a 70-year old.

There are termites on my (metal) desk.  They are crawling between the glass pane and the desktop, so I can see them, but I can't get them.  I pressed the glass enough to squash a couple, but they're stuck in there forever now.