Xi’an Warriors Guard Spirit’s Journey From Desk To Dive Bar
My coworker and her daughter just returned from a three-week vacation in China. Before she left, she asked repeatedly “What do you want from China?”
Being a big xi’ian terra cotta fan as of late, I’d had a running joke for some time that I have been building my own army out of clay, rolling torsos, arms, legs in my sleep at night, firing them in the oven at dawn and gradually building a menacing army of 8,000 inch-tall warriors which would then be buried in my miniscule backyard plot to protect the perimeter. So naturally I mumbled something about a xi’an warrior coffee mug…or maybe a “my coworker visited the excavation of the incredible xi’an terra cotta warriors and all i got was this lousy t-shirt”…mayhap a xi’an fridge magnet would be in order…
Long and short of it: I walked in to my office this morning and was levelled by this sight. They now guard my workspace against unwanted meeting schedulers, parking lot carwash barkers and blog post interruptors.
Warrior 694 has had a cold for 2 weeks and will be unable to go on duty this weekend. Please send a replacement.
Another coworker just sent me this link. Evidently if China is too far for you to travel, you can view a 1/3 replica of the army in Katy, Texas. Seems to sort of deflate the notion that everything is bigger in texas…then again, if i were a terra cotta warrior under the shadow of that big-ass statue of emperor sam houston, I’d probably shrink in fear as well…i’m guessing to 1/3 my normal size.