
so papa bear rameswaram arrived in santiago on the 18th of july to help me celebrate my winter (your summer) vacation which commenced earlier last week. he brought with him the new hold steady album (muchas gs boots), every episode of the greatest television show ever produced [the wire] (muchisimas gs machine), every episode of the second greatest show ever produced [the sopranos], the new weezy, beck and sigur ros albums, and a letter endorsing my total waste of valuable time during the second half of my year in chile (wicked word to the nimbomb), a bottle of gentleman jack, a lifetime suppy of orbit chewing gum and that unique fatherly love that only a father can father. right now we're kicking it like wild donkeys in the capital city of the driest desert in the world - northern chile's san pedro de atcama (atacama's san pedro). totally undeveloped, surrounded by volcanoes and the biggest salt flats in the world, san pedro is a mecca of natural beauty. we're trying to soak it up as much as possible and without old man stevens overtly showing his age. soon he will leave, i will miss my sole visitor (until nimesh & nine inch nails in october [¡woot!], and i will depart for buenos aires for a week with two of america's finest walking erections. then it's one more week of freedom and perhaps more viewings of the dark knight (el cabarello de la noche) before picking up a new volunteer position at an after school center for some kids in el hood and returning to all the glamor that is this:

blogger wouldn't let me flip that image and windows said it was flipped. apologies to format sticklers. roughly translated (there's no other way), i believe that was meant to say:
"the flight attended is a person who travels and sees to the flight. her work is attending to the needs of those in the flight"
literally it says:
"the flight attendant is what traveling and see to gay flight attendant to work is attendant the neseaties of gay in the flight"
i'm not the greatest english teacher to ever walk this earth, but i'm pretty good. some people just can't hang with language classes. ariel is one of them. he can hold a basic conversation when we're outside of class but anything we try to do within the four walls of oblivion turns out like that. he had a big heart and always came to classes so he passed basic english 1. i'm a sucker for effort.
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