Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
From My Friend Kathryn on Her Return to DC from Africa
Seven things I love about home after seven days:
1. The rain falls on the road, flows into the gutter, and goes on down
the street drain to the Atlantic Ocean. Soooo tidy.
2. No one blinks when I run the mile to Starbucks and drip sweat onto
my iced grande latte. And I am wearing shorts.
3. All the movies are on Fandango. Hey, there ARE movies.
4. Target has everything. Except dust, flies, barter, and tiny cups
of dangerous coffee. Plus, you can go there in shorts.
5. My 1991 Honda Civic goes vroooom, anywhere I want.
6. All the men wear pants. Or shorts.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
A Kachru in the Making
Monday, August 13, 2007
The young ones
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Our Handyman Gregory (the Other Gregory) Looking to Hook up the Pooper
Barrel Phase Completion
Sunday, August 05, 2007
From My Friend Kathryn in Darfur
Ten ways you know you really, really don't want to be on the flight, as I learned in my week in working through Darfur. love k
1. Your vehicle bumps a goat as you pull up to the airport "terminal."
2. Your feet leave the ground in the crush at check-in counter.
3. The greeter at the bottom of the stairs says, No knife? no gun?
4. The stewardess sprays cologne down the aisle after boarding the passengers.
5. The pilot AND the co-pilot are Russian.
6. The co-pilot puts his hands on top of the pilot's hands on take-off, to stop them shaking.
7. You recline in your seat to keep your head from touching the ceiling.
8. Your plane is flying faster than the helicopter below you. But not much faster.
9. Someone starts chanting "God is great" over the public address system.
10. Looking down you see that the arrival runway is gravel. But it rained last night.