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This week, Guangzhou resident and uber-wise "soothsayer" Ivy Wang fills us in on what's going on in the South. Also, tiny babies, inappropriate bronzes, and of course, why we've named Ivy after a film that Scarlett Johansson would rather time forget.

Special guest, China Expert Austin "The Sanguine Smirker" Ramzy, relays his well-worn tale of being lost in the Texan desert for two days without water. Plus, other near misses on this week's podcast, which has nothing to do with China.

This past weekend, we went to an expat party and asked a slew of drunks the same question. Here's what we got. *And after you've listened, check here for "proof": http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1eEYoa1RK7Y

While we were away: In Houston, Texas, USA, The Mopheaded Darling met Yao Ming's parents; the Giddy Cynic endured a 17 hour flight to Ethiopia alongside 397 Chinese traders, 3 other women, and some fed-up stewardesses; and while they were gone the World-Weary Sleuth lived for three days on instant ramen, without electricity. We also discuss why, biking without helmets, us Beijingers are just a kiss away from doom, but we'd still never be seen wearing one of those things.

Also! We announce our new, "China Cliche" PHOTO CONTEST.
- Listen to the radio show to hear it explained
- E-mail your photos to PizzaBuffetBeijing@gmail.com
- And see them posted within 24 hours on our Picasa account:

http://picasaweb.google.com/PizzaBuffetBeijing

Which you should click to see the sort of thing we're looking for, categorized.

xxo
PBJ

What happens when you take a Beijing-based dance company to Germany and you're expected to provide the food? Or, how the Mopheaded Darling ended up at a McDonalds. Plus, gChatting dads in Antartica, moms on YouTube, the Newton North High School cap--EXPLAINED!--and our response to listener e-mails.

*The photo is of a single "crill."

The Giddy Cynic weighs in on why a seemingly harmless ditty by Nelly Furtado irks her so and The World-Weary Sleuth recounts seeing the live Shanghai show of a less-than harmless ditty by a certain Icelandic songstress. We also touch on our newfound "fame" in the local presses, thank Mark Little for our spunky new theme song, and then wonder aloud why he's not the famous one. His tunes on MySpace are sooooooooooooooo good:

http://myspace.com/musicmgl