Maybe you are looking at the time stamps on this blog and wondering WTF is going on. Are you in the twilight zone, reading posts from the future? The answer is that I'm a Yank living and teaching in China for a while, which is many hours, often a full day ahead of the west--and 40 years behind (but gaining). And we're in the crackpot zone. Welcome.

Let's leave "cute" behind for the moment and get to the truly gruesome. I'm not sure what the incentive to i-publish the gore on rotten.com was, but it's been up for years. For your daily dose of revulsion, check in here often. Or, maybe you are the kind of sicko that likes this stuff.

Welcome to the crackpot chronicles. It's a weird, weird world out there and the internet is free. The price of freedom is crackpots. Actually, freedom comes at a higher price than that---but crackpots come with the territory.

For instance, why someone took the bandwidth to design http://vomit.com, I'll never know. It wasn't a trivial effort, either. Let's be nice and call it poetry.

This oddity, Hamster Dancing, started as kind of a cute joke that your friends would drop into every mailbox in their address book. Now it's an industry.