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So, I haven't touched LJ since I was a tyke, but here goes ( Read more... )

Written by Bren's uncle. Worth reading every letter of.

The Bush administration sent out a reminder to all local and state government agencies on Saturday before the storm that it was in charge and would coordinate all efforts related to the hurricane. Yet they diddled and delayed and held off helping 25 percent of that city who were too poor or ( Read more... )

I'm back in the states. I have a few more things to fill in since last entry and the end of the trip, so I'll do that promptly. Until then, play with this:

The idea that Kenzie would be a monosyllabic cook is amusing enough.

July 16, 2005 - Managua, Nicaragua

I'm back in Managua after a week of translating for the North Carolineans (round II). They're in the hotel, erady to split by morning, minus two who're touristing a little bit more tomorrow. Raquel, the Nicaraguan translator, and Natalie will be accompanying them. Joel, a Nicaraguan of my same age, was in Jinotega ( Read more... )

July 11, 2005 - Jinotega, Nicaragua

Almost a week ago, a half-Ecuadorian muchacha from Dallas arrived. She'd lived in Quito a bit, so her Spanish is great. Natalie (20) is her name, and having her around Sandy's house has made the translating and the dealing with Ana expontentially easier. We executed the usual: went to the dump, painted the guest ( Read more... )

I saw a funeral procession pass by today
Filled with faces and eyes clenched closed
Black clothes hiding pale skin hiding blue organs
Leaving tears in the filthy street and
Begging slippery eyes to avert.
I said that I'd not known the dead,
But I've been where they are before.
My words slid under their boots like I knew they would,
But they'll be behind ( Read more... )

July 1, 2005 - Los Cedros, Nicaragua

I watched Magnolia the other night, and it was very good. Exodus 8:2, if you're wondering. Tom Cruise is sweet and weird.

I spent the last few nights at Sandy's house, enjoying internet and video games. I was working for a good bit too, translating some emails and a medical report. (What a nightmare that was.)

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June 28, 2005 - Los Cedros, Nicaragua

So, the group that's been here since the 21st (also my first paid job in a while) left this morning. A rundown of the important events and people:

Pensacola, FL - Mostly surfers, No Spanish.
Pam- Middle-aged, religious. The leader. Nice and conservative. Mother of
Brooks (19) and Tiffany (21)- The latter quite ( Read more... )

Dude, Thrice is like, so Christian.