Mud Butt the Mud Hut

There was a dinner party, and during a toast the guests requested information for me to bring back after I finish in Africa.

1. Draw the biggest bug (or dick) that I see.
2. Dinosaurs- true or false?
3. Find and buy PJ the most interesting mask in Uganda.
4. When a fly lands on someone is that really a blessing?
5. What's the deal about female circumcision? Find out from someone who really knows.
6. Learn how to make my favorite dish for the return dinner party.
7. Is Brendan Fraiser still making the Mummy movie?
8. What is the pipe/water situation like?
9. Learn to sing a song (and a lullaby) in the native tongue.

Of course this is a lot to learn in three weeks.

Tonight was wonderful. Knowing who you're going to miss makes the idea of leaving harder.

See you later.

those ideas are gross and they don't satisfy
but i have to dig in them and find the fault
and find who was at fault. there's nothing to blame
not a fatal act, just ideas of unsatisfactory kind
before the fall i would have had the comfort of the excuse
to not think, but now i'm left
to search for the distraction in the void
and in the void came the realization of the past
and the adventure lack of the "new gems"
i miss the stones and the nights of zoo parties
and i have discovered why i call my friends true
to thrive on the outside and to chill in the breeze
and pay no attention to vogue ideas, ideal actions
i've brought myself into a world so untrue
always moving, always finding a place
a place is always in the past, but
that's gone.
i'm still searching