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Site streamlining continues. All my photo galleries are finally up and running again. Tweaking with them on a sub level is progressing. Web advice I’ve recently taken: un-justify text to improve readability, remove frivolous junk from home page (i.e. counter and CSS validator logo). I press on.

As Dale was kind enough to point out, I’m turning into a geek. Putz.

But I’ll admit there’s something threatening about superhuman intellect that would cause him to make such a bold statement. I answered a CSS positioning question this morning in one of those online forums. I’m only a heartbeat away from a pocket protector and scientific calculator. It could be worse.

I developed major swelling in the right leg below the knee after I returned from camping. It grossed more than a few people out. I can possibly attribute the cause to either insect bites or thorn stabs I received while foraging through the jungle for firewood. Coleman remained practically unscathed. I delayed a trip to the embassy doctor in fear that I’d walk out with a prescription for Herpes. Don’t laugh. It happened to someone else who went in for slight nausea. The good news is my leg is as normal, relatively speaking, as it ever was, thus saving me a trip to Doctor Frankenstein. Chalk this up as another strange affliction that I have successfully combated to protect the infection of mankind. I’m convinced that I’m on this earth to simply break down deadly viruses and diseases that could conceivably destroy modern man as we know it, had I not get force ably interjected into the equation.

It was Karaoke night for the happy hour at the embassy Friday. We served up spaghetti to a good crowd and watched people make fools of themselves. I sang the following songs (that I can remember):

Bye Bye Love – The Everly Brothers
I Saw Her Standing There – The Beatles
Country Roads – John Denver
Forever and Ever, Amen – Randy Travis
I Can See Clearly Now – not sure
Stand by Me – can’t remember
My Heart Will Go On – Celine Dion
Annie’s Song – John Denver
Jenny 867-5309 – unsure, I’m ashamed to admit

There were more, I’m sure of that, but as you can tell by the song selection Mr. Miller Genuine Draft was sing harmony the whole time. I didn’t get any complaints though, and that’s a good sign. The only bad thing is if American Idol finds out and wants to showcase me. I like being a Marine. I don’t want to leave for a highly successful singing career, which I’m sure will happen if word gets out of my crooning prowess.

School continues at a fevered pace. The semi annual inspection (SAI) is a mere week and a half away and my butt is chewing holes in the seat just thinking about it. I think I’m gonna leave Brazil with an ulcer.

Send Pepto. Gallons.

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