Things I enjoy: One Man Vs. Everyone Else

I'm International.

Describe international? Use this example: I went to Ultimate Frisbee, threw it around for awhile. It was dandy. Good crowd of Americans, both US and Canadians. It was a good ole time. I then went to check on Thai (I was house sitting for Matt and Renee). Thai was good. I proceeded to get a ride with Jennie (from CIDRZ) to Melissa's Grocery. Then began the walk down Leopard's Hill Road to Crossroads to meet Elena, Maureen, and Victoria. We then got picked up for the Lusaka Hash House Harrier's run. It was a gallant time, filled with running, looking, and thorn bushes. Upon the finish, I drank some beer, mostly Castle, which is unusual (but not that unusual). The Hash is a mostly British thing, with peoples from all over the Commonwealth. It was enjoyable with the end being the closest thing to Monty Python's Bruce's Philosophy Song Skit that I'll ever live to see. The next day, a wonderful Sunday, was greeted with Planet Earth (Sooo, international) and a nice leisure day of Polo at the Italian Corner of the Showgrounds. Just dandy. I drank cold ciders and watched the Polo Ponies run to and fro. All in all a good international weekend (don't forget the Chinese Hotpot for Matty G's Birthday!).

Cold Hands and the What Not.

I think the cold season has finally started. Goodness, my hands kind of hurt right now. Is this from the incessant typing of the FY 2008 COP or from the cold. Both probably.
I am throwing a small soiree tonight. BaEness asked for me to put together a "discussion" for the new volunteers from Kenya. I've made it a salad-themed dinner. We will see how this goes. I think it should be a hit. Then we will all go to the ambassador's party. Dancing and Karaoke. Sounds like a good time.

Also, debating cutting my hair. I put up a discussion forum to discuss this urgent matter on facebook.

Victoria Falls Panorama

I did this in Publisher. I don't know how else to

do this.

Red-Tape Rugby

Is American Football Red-Tape Rugby? It's 30 seconds of work followed by 7 minutes of people forming various lines and reviewing what has already been done. It's also filled with safety equipment. Tons of padding to ensure that no one gets hurt. It there was a metaphor for bureaucracy using sports, I would choose American Football.

Postscript: I have a date tonight. I don't like to go on dates. I try to go on them as little as possible. I'll keep blogger posted.

Sutures, Birthday, and What What

I went to Adventure City again. This time I collided with Phillipe. My chin split open. I had to call Gilly, the PCMO and head over to Corps Med Medical Center. They stitched me up. Four sutures on my chinny-chin-chin. So I promptly shaved to a mustache and went creepy all week. Which worked out well because I was at an STI training. Nothing like looking at pictures of genital ulcers while playing with ones mustache.
Had my birthday yesterday. We went to Portico. What a pleasant restaurant. I wore my suit; it was fun. Okay I'm done typing. The big monitor close to my face is making my eyes hurt.

Village; I am

I took a road trip with Joanne Lee. It was a whole lot of fun. Minus the massive tyre problems. We drove a Toyota Corolla Ceres up to Chibwika. From Lusaka to Solwezi Joanne drove. She's a fast driver so that was good for that leg. I'm more careful, so I drove the pothole nether land that is Solwezi to Mwinilunga. It was fun. I gave the car one hell of a flat. The rim was severely bent. I fixed the flat, in nothing flat. (yes!). Plus we road on the fuel light for a good 45 minutes. That was a time of anxiety.
The village was great. I got to see Terry, Jennifer, Mevis, and all the kids. That was great. I wonder when I'll get to see all of them again? Maybe never? I don't know. I'd like to come back at some point but who knows. Life just keeps on truckin'.