Saturday, January 8, 2005
Sometimes I just can't get it up for some of the tsunami "victims":
"I was taking my morning swim around the island that my brother Geoffrey, a businessman, had bought on a whim a decade ago and turned into a tropical paradise 200 yards away from one of the world's most beautiful beaches."
No, wait. It gets better.
The tsunami strikes, and it was really scary for a while. People were screaming. Villagers were stunned. And then, the aftermath ...
"My brother's little island, called Tapbrobane after the ancient name for Sri Lanka, was largely intact, although a piece of our gate ended up on the seashore half a mile away ...
"We have no electricity and are cut off from the rest of Sri Lanka. It is impossible to buy food. We are existing on cold ham and turkey sandwiches, leftovers from Christmas dinner."
Christmas leftovers. The horror, the horror ...more...
saturday morning me//
espresso numero uno/strawberry-banana/
plaid flannel pj pants/chambray shirt/moccasins/
listening to: Stereolab - Emperor Tomato Ketchup/
having the house to myself when everyone's asleep/
curtains drawn/candles lit/sneaking up on a rainy day/
so how about you?/
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