Comics and bar stories from the Middle Kingdom
I hate my Ukulele.
The Good Beer Company, Chinatown, on a weekday evening.
Towards a geneaology of Korean drama addiction.
I just signed up for my first-ever 10k run.
So it’s time I came clean on why I started running.
I’ve been spending a lot of time recently at the LaSalle College of the Arts - partly for the great cafe they have on campus, and partly for the free wine they serve after every event. Also, they have amazing public lectures.
Part 1 of a Yangon travelogue.
It takes a strange kind of courage to recognize and talk about depression you may be facing.
And that recognition and clarity helps hugely in overcoming it.
I’m already feeling better. =)
As years go, 2013 was an acquired taste.
It was bitter gourd juice - janky now, but good for future well-being.
NOTE: Middle Rd is a real place I run along in Singapore, and not something invented for metaphorical convenience. =)
I’m nervous because I drew this as part of a submission to a gaming zine I really like. I’ve never actually submitted something I’ve drawn for…anything, really…so this is all new to me.
It’s a piece of fan art inspired by the game Dishonored. Let me know what you think, Internet?