Man, keeping up a blog is hard. Mainly because I hardly have time; any minute now I could get called on a job. Not to mention that I only have a limited amount of time on these library computers. It's a race against the clock, very mission impossiblesque.
So the title of this post refers to the fact that at least once a day a monsterous thunderhead rolls in, anouncing it's entrance with many loud booms. It then proceeds to drench everything in its path and in a few minutes it's gone and everthing is sunny agian. Of course, it doesn't cool things off at all, it only makes everything more humid. When you step outside here it feels more or less like you just hopped out of the shower and into your clothes without drying off.
Cool things that have happened to me: I got to give a reference to the missionaries. I was doing an instalation and when the guy found out I was from Utah he asked if I was a mormon. "I am indeed," replied I. He had quite a few questions and I basically got to teach the first discussion, and he told me he was interested in having the missionaries pay him a visit. Cool. Let's see, what else? I ate asperagus for dinner the other day, that was fun. Every day is quite an adventure, in sort of a 'doing the same thing but at different houses' kind of way. I had another missionaryish experience. There was an old man who would not stop talking the whole time I was at his house (that is in no way a stretch of the truth). Dances with Wolves came on and he gave us a running commentary on everything that was happening, as it happened. He would say, "Oh, now that injun is killin' that guy!" as the indian was killing the guy. That sort of thing happens all the time to missionaires, this was alot easier because I wasn't trying to teach him anything.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)

You can't fool me, KC. I know what a daily dose of boom really is.
ReplyDelete