Thursday, July 06, 2006



I missed Amanda’s birthday on July 3rd. Amanda, my present to you is publicly telling your favorite story. Everyone, one time Amanda and I were in a security meeting in for IMC-Baghdad personnel. I was probably being loquacious, as most meetings bring out a sort of petulance and rebellion in me. I was sitting on a couch with Amanda on one side of me, and a quiet Eritrean engineer on my other. I had my right foot stuck straight up in the air because I had sprained it that day playing soccer with some soldiers in the Green Zone. I think Amanda made me laugh about something and then, with my legs in the air, I ripped a huge fart! I didn’t know what to do or say, so I didn’t say anything but Amanda and I just laughed like crazy. To this day I don’t know if Gideon heard it, because he didn’t say a word or react at all. Not the funniest story, but its one of Amanda’s favorites, along with the one where I was so mad she was going to evacuate without me I cried.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

i do love that story. it's a classic. a close runner up is when, in broad daylight, you peed in the small grassy area surrounding the pool because you didn't want to go inside the house.

Little did we know that the guards had whittled a peep hole through the bamboo.....

i miss you!

7:18 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

carey fayne!!

8:12 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great examples in your last couple posts of all the humanitarian work you are doing. Stay safe. By the way, my perfect daugther doesn't fart; it must have been someone else.

6:02 PM  

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