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Since the travel log aspect of this blog (i.e. the more interesting portion) will not develop until I leave for Indonesia, I am forced to hone my blogging skills with background info and pointless tangents. One may wonder how I have the time to wander aimlessly for a prolonged stretch. Am I wealthy, retired, a traveling salesman? Negative. Just an idiot. Inveterate moron, really. I spent two and a half years working as a civilian in Baghdad. I was able to pay off my debts and squirrel away a bit of coin. Civilian contractor in Baghdad, you ask? It's true. I might be a dirtbag.
Since the travel log aspect of this blog (i.e. the more interesting portion) will not develop until I leave for Indonesia, I am forced to hone my blogging skills with background info and pointless tangents. One may wonder how I have the time to wander aimlessly for a prolonged stretch. Am I wealthy, retired, a traveling salesman? Negative. Just an idiot. Inveterate moron, really. I spent two and a half years working as a civilian in Baghdad. I was able to pay off my debts and squirrel away a bit of coin. Civilian contractor in Baghdad, you ask? It's true. I might be a dirtbag.
I'm not married and own neither a house nor an automobile. I am rootless. If there was ever a time to roam the earth this would be that time. I'm about to buckle my safety belt. Get ready. Get buckled.
I use the word 'idiot' because now may not be the best time to be unemployed. The world economy is in the shitcan (Author’s Note: As of June 11th, 2011 world markets are still pretty much in the shitter. Hindsight is mocking me). Pissing away my savings on Happy World Fun Tour ‘09 may be ill advised. Welcome to my world. Prudence? Not one of my strengths. I've always wanted to travel at my whim. Here's my chance. Have you buckled up yet?
And in Cleveland (I knew that place was shady) in the '70s a neurosurgeon named Robert White severed the head of one monkey and connected it to the body of another decapitated one. PETA would be very, very disappointed.
Why not humans? According to Robbie (still alive I believe)? Possible. Of course, the technology does not exist to reconnect spinal cords. This means any person benefiting from the surgery would still be paralyzed from the neck down. Hey, you can’t have everything. Where the hell did I read this? Mary Roach's Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers. Worth a read.
12/08
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