I used to leave the webcam on so that I'd have pics for you, but I take such a rotten pic that I never sent them. The bottom one is when I suddenly become very aware of the cam and shut it off. Pics of me reading aren't very interesting.
I recently went to a wedding of two Muslims with a friend. I wasn't too thrilled with wearing the thingee on my head. It's a weird kind of circular scarf that you are supposed to pull up over your nose in public, but I didn't do that. I, also, didn't stay for the reception as this was a traditional family, and since 1) there was no booze, and 2) women are pretty much treated like furniture, I left to the chagrin of the friend who had to drive me home. They had food, but it all looked...strange. A pair of goats had been roasted for one thing and they still had their heads attached as whoever gets to eat the eyeballs is considered to have had the best - ugh - of the beasts. I like goats. I had one as a pet in Texas. No goat for me...
Finally, these are my rose-colored specs. Anything to keep me delusional, I say.
So, here's some fucking pics, and you can go eat a goat.
Davida
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