The Sex Lives of Cannibals

While I have been eagerly awaiting reading the Kite Runners my parent’s also brought over a book called the Sex Lives of Cannibals documenting the author’s experience living in Kiribati “possibly the worst place on earth” a tiny nation sitting periously atop a coral atoll in the middle of the swealtering Equatorial pacific. I personally have found this travelogue ridicolously funny. It may be due to the fact that I can relate to some of his experiences having spent many years visiting and living in developing nations. Regardless, I definetly recommend picking up a copy. It’ll make you never take for granted having clean water or a cold beer ever again.

Here’s is a particularly biting excerpt from this book by Maarten Trost…

It is entirely possible that somehwere on planet Earth there exists food more unpalatable than that found in Kiribati. I accept this possibility like I accept the possibility of intelligent life elsewhere in the universe. I have never encountered it. I cannot imagine it. I simply accept that there is a statistical probability of its existence. An eensie-weensie tiny little probablity.

Making the switch
After long debating this for a long time, I have made to the decision to store and organize all of my email. The tipping point has come with the fact that I have just had to rebuild my labtop for the third time in the past 4 months. And who did I trust to handle the task, Google’s Gmail with its superior interface and 2.5 gb (and growing of free storage) makes it hard to beat. So anyways, all of my 5+ email accounts now gets forwarded to one spot where I can organize and store for posterity’s sake. If you need a gmail invite let me know. I have 46 left.

Dimanche a Bamako
I just wanted to reiterate how GOOD this album is. I have been listening to it for the past three weeks straight AND I still get excited to hear it AND I have no desire to listen to anything else. Not bad for a blind couple from Mali.