October 18, 2004

Stuff Happens.

When my Judgment Day rolls around, they might ask: how come you were the opposite of prolific in October, 2004? To which I will reply "with a vacation, a trade fair, and a Peace Corps In-service Training. it was tough to find time to get much work done at site, much less write about it. And whatever happened to my absentee ballot?" And they’ll rebut: "Gotcha, we suspected you found time to watch or listen to all the America the beautiful presidential debates. What’s up with that?" And I’ll smirk and tell them not to forget to count the Cheney-Edwards affair, and ask them if they don’t agree that we all need some good family-style entertainment. Help is on the way. If only the mailman would just show up.

I actually got half-way through my return to Japan, and started thinking about what to divulge in regards to the latest and greatest in my Inabanga trash adventures (I don’t even think I’ve mentioned my ride on the garbage truck, right?) Then, as Dr. Rumsfeld puts it, "stuff happens." But, I promise I’m not just lounging in the sala reading romance novels. The stuff that comes up in the boondocks is real!

So there you have it, I’ll be back in November, hopefully filling in my dozen loyal readers in on the whole kit and caboodle, whatever that means. Unless of course I’m spending all month trying to figure out what will happen in Washington on January 20, 2005. In which case I’ll do my best to hire a ghostwriter.

Posted by dbs at October 18, 2004 10:35 PM
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