Our Girl: Hot Time in the Old Town, Belize It or Not.

Tommy Johnson: I had to be up at that there crossroads last midnight, to sell my soul to the devil.
Ulysses Everett McGill: Well, ain't it a small world, spiritually speaking. Pete and Delmar just been baptized and saved. I guess I'm the only one that remains unaffiliated.
—Oh Brother, Where for Art Thou?

amish + belize = ice cube manufacturing—in an era of global warming, it makes one prayful for the amish exogamy program upping the common sense ante into the gene pool. silly amish. nobody is gonna alleviate global warming trying to cool the climate with an ice cube plant. heh. that was a funny idea. and in the spirit of our elliptical way of choosing topics—fictionally, Melquiades and the gipsies had tried introducing the cool stuff into the hot tropics before:

"Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice."
—One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez


man i loved that book. i think i've read it over five times. cant beat latin magical realism. oh, and speaking of a good read? this month's Vanity Fair. every article is magic! the sushi article? yeh, me? i'll never eat the spicy tuna, again.



personally, i think the nature conservancy may be on to a more common sense approach with their rio bravo climate action project. their aim is to save more than 153,000 acres of forest in northwest belize—a project that is being partnered with the programme for belize. hot s! the u.s. is cooperating with someone? well, yes, kitten and it could mitigate up to 8.8 million tons of cabon dioxide over 40 years. which is nice step in the right direction, since our global sink is full.

and when the global sink is full—the dishes in the sink are bound to look a little yucky.

Morgan: Amish Hot Sauce

Some intersting facts about the Amish...They are considered an ethnic group since they marry within their group. There are approximately 198,000 in the USA. Some Amish have been emigrating to Belize recently to make ice cubes presumably.




They don't have to pay taxes, since they don't take advantage of Social Security Benefits...hmmm I wonder if I could get away with that...I would like to opt out of SSN, because you guys suck!

"Be not yoked with unbelievers. For what do righteousness and wickedness have in common? Or what fellowship can light have with darkness?" (II Corinthians 6:14) The Amish often cite this verse to maintain there separation from the rest of the world, which is ironically the same verse my Father quoted to me, when I told him I was getting married to Miss Saigon. Makes a guy wish for Rumspringa! However, there is an increasing consciousness among the Amish of the advantages of exogamy. Now that is a triple word score!

Here is an interesting Article in Wired magazine about the Amish
http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/1.06/1.6_amish.html




Speaking of Ms Saigon, here we are at Buffalo Wing University in Fairfax last night. I tried the "DOA" Hot sauce and thought I was going to die. For ten minutes I just stuck my mouth in a glass of water while she laughed. And I'm still paying for my gastric deviation today...Boy that's some Hot Sauce!

Our Girl: Ornithologists and the Amish

whoa. btw, the exchange rate last night was two rodents for a quick pop. somebody hand me a sharp stick. i need to poke my eyes out.

—what?! i was freelancing last night and the osprey fell asleep on me, i was curious. i can quit anytime.

ornithologists. who knew?

i love the human condition. >CENSORED<. the amish in southern maryland seem to enjoy their own contradictions as well. witness the image below:


hmm. amish butter. kitten, get momma a biscuit. and it is delicious, i bought some yesterday and then noticed the dichotomy. simple butter in a plastic extruded cooler. but hey. it. was. butter.

then i looked at the farmer's market with a critical eye. horses to draw buggies. simple clothed people. homemade cakes, pies, preserves—and now plants for the garden. only i look at the plants. these are clearly plants from a wholesale gardening company. i saw them at my local home depot/lowes/grocery store on my way out to the farm. who cares, byrne?

ok—so why with the "women should use straight pins to pin their clothes" together conceit? throw the girl a plain button. you're allowing her to sell her homemade goodies in coolers, negotiate with heartless plant vendors and all the while she's gotta move carefully or she gets a stick from a straight pin. i'm thinking—how decorative is a black button?