Alive and Jetlagged

I made it...five flights and five airports and a four hour delay on my flight to Chicago that made me miss my flight to Columbus but I got another one and now I'm home a bit jetlagged but otherwise alright and my brother made me Chinese food for breakfast and is therefor awesome.

Ah. It's good to be home. Over here is a picture from my travels. Enjoy.

Put Out The Fire...Again.

This time I am not pressing my political views upon you all. This time, I have an amusing story for you.

I set my shirts out to dry(we don't have a dryer here) after washing them, unbeknownst to me, the sleeve of one shirt was dragging on the top of a lamp...

Smoke and boom, shirt on fire. On the left, you can see the burned shirt. Yes, just the sleeve and no, it's not a whole lot of damage but still...it caught on fire. Fire!
Of course, the fire theme was repeated when our power went out...so we got candles, set a marshmallow on fire and sent up a prayer to a few pagan gods to put our power back on. (Yes, we did get power back later when our roommate came back and showed us where the third breaker box was. Yes, we had three breaker boxes. Ridiculous.)

Anyway, I sort of set a receipt on fire. . . on purpose. I sort of burned myself a little and sort of scared Sophia dear. Who promptly yelled at me.

In other news, the universe has aligned and fate it seems is on my side. I say this purely on the basis that...well...no. I can't tell you. I can't tell you because the person this refers to might actually read this and I'd rather not have them knowing...something.

Anywho, in about eight hours I hop on the first of five, five flights. From Florence Italy, to Rome, to London, to Dublin to Chicago and at last to home. Where I will devour Chinese food, hug my family and distribute gifts. Woot.

And the best part? Sophia and I managed to share a room for four months and not kill each other.

Hugs to everyone. I'll post again when I've landed safe and sound. Unless I die in a plane crash...I don't really like flying...not at all.

Anywho. . . See ya.

Put Out the Flame!

Well...well...well...

Fifteen minutes ago a story showed up on Yahoo news. The Olympic flame was extinguished by police (This was in Paris, France), amidst protests and taken aboard the bus following the procession. It is currently unclear how things will proceed from here.

I of course, am laughing inside.

With everything China has done, Tibet aside, their human rights record is atrocious. Perhaps this proves that instead of concentrating on how much money they can make, the world (the USA especially) should concerned more with how human beings are being treated.

I wait anxiously to find out what officials plan to do next. It is tradition that the flame be kept alive, with it extinguished, I wonder how long the Chinese government can keep up it's facade of civic happiness.

OOOH!!!!!!!

Correction, the flame was re-lighted and then extinguished again after protests resumed.

I'm going to try and keep a running update of the events here on my blog. We'll see what happens next. So stay tuned to the news!