Sunrise... sunset. Sunrise... sunset.
Friday, June 08, 2007
Monday, June 04, 2007
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Monday, March 26, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Bulek FC
From left to right: Peru, U.S.A., France (via Senegal), (above) Australia, (below) Iraq, Sudan, Sweden (via Estonia), Ireland, England
missing are folks from Wales, Sierra Leone, Canada, Switzerland, Germany, Spain, other parts of Indonesia, and Holland.
17 nations represented on one football (that's soccer to you Americans) team in Banda Aceh (a.k.a. by me as "Tsunamiville, Indonesia")
p.s. In Indonesian the correct spelling of the word is "Bule" translated as "foreigner" (but we spell it the local way, rightly or wrongly)
Different
Danau Toba
Speedbumps
Here in Indonesia they are known as:
"Polisi Tidur"
What does that mean exactly?
"The Police are sleeping, but the speedbump here - completely overbuilt at 6 inches high and will destroy your car? - will catch you!"
"Polisi Tidur"
What does that mean exactly?
"The Police are sleeping, but the speedbump here - completely overbuilt at 6 inches high and will destroy your car? - will catch you!"
women are always right
Friday, March 09, 2007
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Monday, March 05, 2007
Thursday, February 22, 2007
WAIT
Can’t sleep – will you let me rest?
Or will you torment me until there’s nothing left?
Hours pass, still none cry –
but I, alone and weary, dismally die.
Seeking you but shall I find?
Will you turn and look upon me? Shall you be so kind?
Rendered unable, weaknesses abound,
but the war wages on without a single sound.
Return to me now – hear what I pray,
for I speak no more, run out of the beautiful words to say.
Eyes wide open but heart slammed shut.
Blood run dry, another scar left right where you cut.
Love me now before its too late
because neither of us know just how long I can or can’t wait.
Or will you torment me until there’s nothing left?
Hours pass, still none cry –
but I, alone and weary, dismally die.
Seeking you but shall I find?
Will you turn and look upon me? Shall you be so kind?
Rendered unable, weaknesses abound,
but the war wages on without a single sound.
Return to me now – hear what I pray,
for I speak no more, run out of the beautiful words to say.
Eyes wide open but heart slammed shut.
Blood run dry, another scar left right where you cut.
Love me now before its too late
because neither of us know just how long I can or can’t wait.
Friday, February 16, 2007
Watch Out!
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
out of place
Sunday, February 04, 2007
proof
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Killer B-Day Photo
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