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.