As my loyal readers have probably realized–wait, I have loyal readers? Probably not. Except my Mom. Hi Mom. Ok so let me start this again…
As my pseudo-imaginary-probably-nonexistent-loyal-readers have probably realized, I am pretty awful at keeping this bloggity-blog thing updated with my slightly psychotic ramblings. I wish I could use the excuse that I am saving starving African babies, but I have kinda overused that one (note to self: make up more excuses). Also, I don’t know anyone who is starving. And most babies scream their heads off and/or shit their pants whenever they catch sight of my pasty white girl skin.
The truth is instead keeping this thing updated I am doing stuff like…
…teaching my family ridiculous English sayings like “boot and rally!” –which they shout at me when I don’t eat enough lunch. And “dance puppet, dance!”–which I told them is what people in America say to encourage each other to keep dancing.
…watching lizard fights. In the hot season these vicious reptiles put on a show worthy of the WWF. Squabbles over the best territory involve lots of tail whipping, hissing, biting, aggressive snapping and when one lizard is about to lose ground, a super fast chase across the rugged terrain of my backyard. In fact, I have been thinking of setting up an online gambling/lizard fighting enterprise. Any interested investors can contact me here.
…listening to this remake of Toto’s Africa on repeat. Then, doing my own version of an African rain dance while my family looks on and chants “dance puppet, dance!”
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