Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Once more into the beech, dear friends…
So, the best way to make the time fly, while you’re waiting to leave, is to make plans that fill every potentially idle moment. In our case we are going to a beach in another country, where my scheduled activity will make me barely distinguishable from a coconut. Like a coconut I plan to plop down in the surf and drift. (Hopefully I won’t sprout) The island is called Bintan and it’s in Indonesia. And fear not my news watching readers, it’s no where near the volcano or the earth quake epicenter. This spot isn’t even on the same plate as all of that.
J was the architect of this trip, as I have lost all focus with our current situation. She found a boat, a beach and a hotel. We shove off Saturday and return to Singapore Monday, with barely enough time to stuff our 8 suitcases with souvenirs, sandy bathing suits and all those socks that we never got around to using.
Naturally, my bags are already packed. Everything except for the seven days worth of clothes, my toothbrush and my flip flops.
Off the subject; Remember at the Republican convention when one of the people on the floor was holding a flip-flop to symbolize that John Kerry was a flip flopper? Wouldn’t you like to find that guy and pound that thing up his ass with a mallet? “The crime?” You ask. That guy has ruined the name flip flop for me. I used to think of Jimmy Buffet’s blown out on a pop top flip flop, but now I have to think about that clown who confused intelligence for indecision, just as he was told. I wonder if he’s figured out that he was used, as he slides the nozzle, deeper, into his SUV?
The nice thing about being away from the country is that the bullshit shield that the administration has erected around itself doesn’t work here. Probably because the news comes from sources other than those sponsored by the Republican party. It’s been nice not having to hear about our little retarded, Texas monkey and his daily battle with common sense. But we do get to hear the good stuff. Like that time the vice president shot a guy in the face and tried to cover it up. So, when is his trial going to be? They did arrest him for that, didn’t they?
OK, I’m back.
This is the kind of thing that gets my attention. It's an add that is at all of the bus stops here:
I don’t know what she’s selling, but make mine a double! (Nyuck nyuck)
Notice they sell milk in small little cartons here. Not like in the states where the milk comes in big jugs.
Next time (hopefully): We had a wonderful time on the island!
J was the architect of this trip, as I have lost all focus with our current situation. She found a boat, a beach and a hotel. We shove off Saturday and return to Singapore Monday, with barely enough time to stuff our 8 suitcases with souvenirs, sandy bathing suits and all those socks that we never got around to using.
Naturally, my bags are already packed. Everything except for the seven days worth of clothes, my toothbrush and my flip flops.
Off the subject; Remember at the Republican convention when one of the people on the floor was holding a flip-flop to symbolize that John Kerry was a flip flopper? Wouldn’t you like to find that guy and pound that thing up his ass with a mallet? “The crime?” You ask. That guy has ruined the name flip flop for me. I used to think of Jimmy Buffet’s blown out on a pop top flip flop, but now I have to think about that clown who confused intelligence for indecision, just as he was told. I wonder if he’s figured out that he was used, as he slides the nozzle, deeper, into his SUV?
The nice thing about being away from the country is that the bullshit shield that the administration has erected around itself doesn’t work here. Probably because the news comes from sources other than those sponsored by the Republican party. It’s been nice not having to hear about our little retarded, Texas monkey and his daily battle with common sense. But we do get to hear the good stuff. Like that time the vice president shot a guy in the face and tried to cover it up. So, when is his trial going to be? They did arrest him for that, didn’t they?
OK, I’m back.This is the kind of thing that gets my attention. It's an add that is at all of the bus stops here:
I don’t know what she’s selling, but make mine a double! (Nyuck nyuck)
Notice they sell milk in small little cartons here. Not like in the states where the milk comes in big jugs.
Next time (hopefully): We had a wonderful time on the island!
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