[Voice]

---ery well. I'm at my wit's end... [A loud ruckus of oxen complaining can be heard from over Chang Ang's equally whiny voice.]

If these wretched creatures finally chose to COOPERATE instead of attempting to eat my hat, then we could at least start making haste before sunset! We'll never be able to reach Oregon at this rate! I'm highly ( Read more... )

[Accidental Video]

[At first there's nothing to see but a patch of sunlit room partially blocked by a blue sleeve. Then the device is placed down on a flat surface and there is Chang Ang, seemingly engrossed in figuring out something that looks suspiciously alike a toy's remote control.]

These technological trinkets, by my beard...

[There's a ( Read more... )