The Dark Balloon

A weblog by Hao Lian.
A journey into the soft of night.
A terrible secret guarded by golems.

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The longest journey.

  • Candyman: Here, the RAs have the keys to everyone’s room, so you just walk down a couple of door and get the key.
  • me: A great idea that earns the college $0 and is therefore unacceptable.
  • me: We can however ask the RAs at Princeton for condoms at any time.
  • me: I wonder if keeping a bag of condoms on you at all times is worth the larger room and the stipend.
  • me: Not to mention the wonderfully smooth and natural conversations with people who ask you for them.
  • Candyman: To get our free condoms, we take a bus to the central campus, walk 10 minutes, and then enter a dingy house.
  • me: hahahaha
[(2009 August 19) .]

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Scenes from traveling abroad.

  • A man at the airport holding a sign that read “Wank”, growing increasingly anxious as the curiously named person for whom he was waiting never came;

  • A man driving a golf cart, utilitarian, janitorial-type vehicle labeled “Logistics”, invoking perhaps a secret Logistics department where all problems miscellaneous and last-minute are solved;

  • A beautiful woman of long, symmetric hair wearing a white hat and all-white clothes walking into a spot beneath a ceiling window at an airy cafeteria, then illuminated by sunlight, then walking away, then never seen again;

  • A very polite child telling the airplane waitress that, yes, he would like a lemonade and his sister chiming in that, yes, she would like a lemonade as well please before the two returned to unheard conversation, though one likes to imagine they talked of the financial markets and international diplomacy before sipping their lemonades, yawning, polishing their cuff links, and reminiscing about their favorite toys.

[(2009 August 19) .]