et tu n'en auras pas!

ruth's car wasn't liable to make the trip up so we got the greyhound bus. i sat behind a brazilian man who spoke neither english or spanish, and was taking a bus from the US consullate in reynosa to new york city. he seemed excited to finally have documents to let him stay legally. next to him was a black guy who was going to chicago and said that he got into too many fights, as was attested by his scarred knuckles and eyebrows. i attempted to translate a conversation between the two on such topics as sports stars from brazil and the US, futebol, carnaval, optimal times for finding maconha in sao paulo, and brazil's women. we almost got into trouble when the brazilian said michael jordan, the black guy said mike tyson, then the brazilian said that he also liked michael jackon amongst the other two famous michaels. he said something i couldn't understand so i translated it as "michael jackon's older songs are very popular in brazil, he says." about 20 minutes after leaving from mcallen he asked me if we were still in the city of texas...

last night i made cassava pancakes but i was scared to eat them after reading about the 75 dead children in the phillipines. finally i was persuaded to eat them. catching up the africa dialogue website and correspondence with my french people