12 May 2007

central asian surprise

So I launched a website on Friday. I made the whole thing myself. For serious. I still have a lot of things to fix, and I have interns now, so I have to think of things for them to do, but I made a whole website. And it works!

On a related note, I am exhausted. I went to dinner with Kira and her parents and her boyfriend and his dad, which was surprisingly low on awkwardness. I think Kira's mom invited me to go on a Central Asian vacation with her (Tashkent, Samarkand, Turkmenistan, Ulan Bator). I hope she's serious; Turkmenbashi is fascinating even though he apparently died in December, and apparently the largest outdoor market in Central Asia is in northern Uzbekistan. Okay, yes, it's not exactly a stable region, but we'll figure something out.

Either way, we ate at a southern Indian restaurant called Amma, and it was amazing. I had dum aloo for the first time, and it was awesome. [Okay, so maybe it's not entirely southern Indian, because dum aloo is Kashmiri, and Kashmir is not in southern India... maybe there's a southern Indian version? Confusing.]

One final note: should I buy a Blackberry? Okay, obviously the answer is no, but I really, really want one. Like, ├╝ber tons. Well, really I want a Treo or a Motorola Q, but I have T-Mobile, so Blackberry it is if I want to stay organized in this crazy world we live in. So... please convince me that this Blackberry thing is a terrible idea, because part of me really wants to look important and have the ability to check my email all the time, constantly.

3 comments:

  1. The website looks great, seriously.

    PS: you must try to lead a good life
    you must do unto others as you would have them do
    so that when you die you'll find golden boy peanuts waiting in the
    afterlife for you

    there are no pan asian supermarkets down in hell
    so you can't buy golden boy peanuts
    there are no pan asian supermarkets down in hell
    so you can't buy golden boy peanuts

    if thine enemy oppresseth you
    you must let him oppress you some more
    so that when you go shopping in paradise
    you'll find those magnificent peanuts from singapore
    with the drawing of the young chinese farmer
    the eastern sun behind him smiling at you from the shelves
    if we want to spend eternity in happiness
    well we're gonna have watch ourselves
    you must give to the march of dimes
    you must be on guard against wickedness at all times
    and you'll find that your efforts have brought you great joy
    when your spirit is munching on that golden boy

    there are no pan asian supermarkets down in hell
    so you can't buy golden boy peanuts there
    but the streets of heaven are lined with shelves
    and there's billboards of the golden boy everywhere
    there are no pan asian supermarkets down in hell
    so you can't buy golden boy peanuts
    there are no pan asian supermarkets down in hell
    so you can't buy golden boy peanuts

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  2. wow. now i really feel bad about leaving a pointless comment. who could follow art?

    but yes, my mother told me to give you the Turkmenistan guide book, "as long as she will actually read it." Then, you have to send it back, and she will be able to plan your crazy-ass travel. so, a year later, you certainly can't claim that she hates you anymore! :)

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  3. i started reading the turkmenistan book on the subway today. i finished the other book about the fulbright scholar in central asia, so i'm going to send that to her when i send her the guidebook. and no, she does not hate me. :)

    and jeb, you are awesome.

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