Just a quickie.  This week at lunch I learned that Chinese people with green cards never die.

Instead, when they shuffle off this mortal coil their green card is passed down to a similar looking relative or friend, l’dor v’dor.  Since the police “can’t tell them apart,” this process gets almost completely looked over.  Various members of the lunch group confirmed that this occurs in Bulgaria, France, and Italy, with a strong agreement that the Chinese all look the same.  The two Chinese visitors, being both alive and without green cards, couldn’t really comment.

An unrelated note:

On our weekday ride when my legs were exhibiting more vigor than usual, Thierry asked me, “Did you get a hold of some product when you were in Spain?”

“No,” I responded, “I just ate a lot of beef!”  Ba-zing!

Free Fuyu Li.