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A man of many words. Profane, profound, loyal to a fault and a right rat bastard. I love the finer things in life: expensive cigars, cheap women and all the salted, cured meats I can eat. A friend to dogs, lover of humanity and despiser of people. If I were King the world would be a better place, because, well...I would be King! Oh, and I like ice cream.

Monday, March 05, 2007

Bus of Babel


So we were riding the hotel bus back from Al Yamamah College in Riyadh. You'd think after a 12 hour day people would be too tired to talk.

Wrong!

Yet, in an odd way it made it easy to meditate. It all becomes a drone after a while.
Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

2 comments:

J.C. said...

Meditating? I was simply trying not to lose my shit.

I see you have been using your down time in Kuwait well. You think we could pay someone to take us to the border just to hop over for a bit? Eat a snack, claim Iraq?

mike247worldwide said...

"Eat a snack, claim Iraq?"

Maya Angelou can rest easy.