- A small girl gripping a goat by the horns and repeatedly and very seriously butting heads with it.
- In the market, someone stole our bottle of water from right beneath our noses. I was fuming for minutes. Had to repeat, "Let it go. Let it go. It's a cheap lesson." The girl [13 years old? Betel-rotten teeth.] who'd just sold us some tomatoes tried to contain her amusement.
- My newest syllabic rhythms compositions: "Followed by redundant Parvati-the-witch formidable hopelessness of the away, there's a rapper named Sticky Fingaz, means he's a thief."
- We're considering turning one wing of our flat into an art gallery with monthly openings by ex-pat artists. Imagine, if you visit us, you can have your own solo show.
- A cow (with dull, small horns, thankfully) rammed Heather today. She's completely fine. "It was like walking into a slow-moving brick wall." But why? I think it likes her.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
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Oh far-flung flying squirrel god of christ!!!
I find it helpful to repeat to myself, "S/he needed it more than I do. S/he needed it more than I do." etc. But still. A little old lady cut in front of me in line at a chocolate shop the other day, after I'd been waiting for a different woman who took a full 10 minutes to make up her mind and order her pastry. The little old lady said, "I'm sorry, I believe I was here first," to the woman at the register. It was a total lie, and I saw from her eyes she knew exactly what she was doing! So did the clerk. But what could I do? It was small and unimportant, and she was little and old. But man, was I pissed off. :-)
john, tonight in billings montana we saw three men from north texas playing one marimba, together, for ten minutes straight. lovely.
s and c
ps. you're not planning on climbing that wall, are you?
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