Half-assed Disclaimer

So I'm going to attempt a new concept with this blog, as my devotion to the 'pick a random picture and describe it' motif is clearly weaning. Since uploading the pictures is the difficulty, I'm going to forgo them unless I have one really pertinent to my topic (I mean, if I'm talking about fashion, NOT including the pic of the functionary sporting the 3-piece dinosaur print suit with straw cowboy hat and neon orange Puma slides would just be negligent). I came to realize the other day that my tightest emails and snippets involve me elaborating on a theme, so I'm going to describe village life in segments, covering each subject area as completely as possible before general malaise and desire to forget my surroundings at imdb.com take over the proceedings. If pictures are more your jib, there's a few assorted shots on facebook, and more to come after my strongly worded letter to the nation's government, unmasking the REAL development crisis (slow jpeg upload speeds), is received and acted upon. Until then, I guess just imagine me hanging out in whatever you conceive Africa to be; in other words, yes, I'm touring a war-torn village with Angelina and Oprah until my date to a female circumcision ceremony, after which I will sponsor 1 child with $20 a month ($4 of which she will see), raise a lion cub on grubs and good-natured apathy, run from a dude with a machete, encourage my boobs to sag to my mid-thigh by tying a baby to one and an anti-apartheid sign to the other, and devise a way to extract billions in oil revenue without paying my host government a cent in taxes. Oh yeah, and I'm doing all of this using ONLY clicks and tribal dancing to communicate. Hope you enjoy the new format, and dear god quit sending me emails telling me to update my blog...