Archive for November, 2004

Afghanistan in pictures

For photos of the real Afghanistan, not just the bombed out places you see on t.v., look at this.

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What is Lake Trout

What is lake trout, I’ve discovered it here. I’ve also discovered that there is actually a baltimore dictionary. And, if you love Matisse, the Baltimore Museum of Art has got a killer Matisse wing. It really is lovely.

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Who am I and why on earth would I go to Afghanistan

Thirty three years ago, I was born. I was born in my grandfather’s house in Afghanistan, in a room reserved for the sick, or those in labor. I was born on the evening of my midwife’s wedding. All of the other midwives and nurses were there in their pretty dresses after having spent hours on [...]

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I wrote a really long post. . . .

I wrote a really long post yesterday, deep and meaningful, about my home country and going back and my childhood. It had fabulous links to places and things. . . and then BAM! GONE! Internal error and no going back. So folks, you miss out, for now because I’m just not feeling it right now. [...]

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I’m sort of sad

I’m sort of sad. There, I’ve admitted it. I know, I know, I should be thrilled to pieces to be in this new, sort of hip city and doing new, sort of hip things. But, you know, I miss home. I mean, I still call it home even though someone else lives there now and [...]

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What I’ve been doing with myself

Update on life. For those who are interested (I’m interested, I mean, its good to catch up with myself every once in a while). I’ve discovered googling. I mean, I’ve googled stuff before, but usually boring stuff like work related information, you know, mostly about anal rape and the elastic nature of the sphynchter. So, [...]

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