Chewin in the Chung

I'm screwed.

But so-called primary spontaneous pneumothorax happens in the absence of an underlying disease, typically striking tall, thin, male smokers.

As if I didn't have enough to worry about, now I can add Primary Spontaneous Pneumothorax.

Poker Report: Two Bloody Marys, four or five Budweisers, and half a bottle of baolida were not enough to keep me in Iron Cross when the cards did not warrant it (though to be honest I spilled the last Budweiser all over myself, so it couldn't have done much). I finished up NT$9000 for the night, unless you count the NT$1300 that Duane still owes me, in which case it's NT$10300.

Good editorial today in the Taipei Times. Still, I expect the U.S. to Neville Chmberlain the China situation to the point where I get a ballistic missile in my living room. Actually, after last night's poker game at my house, a ballistic missile asploding in my living room might be an improvement. It'd clear out all those cans and bottles at any rate.