I went to Chinatown today — first time in a two years or so. I was eating chow mein in the car parked on the side of the street while waiting for my mom. These people dressed in crap walk by and stare into the car window. They seem so hungry that they would eat a piece of concrete. They walked slowly beside the car as their mouths were moving as if they were actually chewing something.

I was so scared that one of these people would come up to me and go “knock knock”. “Who’s there?” “Me I want your food.”

War of the Worlds portrayed these people accurately. When they are in despair they’d do anything.

Until the 8th of August, play with something else, as I will be enjoying the 40 degrees temperatures in China.