Mighty Mites

My mysterious hand STD came back positive with a Mite attack. Mites are little hungry bastards that resemble flees. Who knew? The hands getting better but my pride's been shattered.

A story for Emily

Ok, the story which my friend Emily is talking about is quite the story. It all goes back to highschool French class. It was about this time of year. We had a thanksgiving party in Frnech and I brought a HUGE bowl of white chocolate pudding to share. Well, the party was on a Friday during the middle of the day. So after class I put the bowl in my locker. At my highschool, the lockers had two parts: top and bottom. Either way, I never used my locker. Thanksgiving passed. Christmas passed. Actually the entire year went by with my locker mysteriously smelling like skank ass. So on the last day of school, 7 MONTHS later, I finally took the pudding from the locker I never used and forgot I even had. Great story from the past.

Ramadan and Korite

For all of you whom dont know. Today is the last day of Ramadan. Ramadan is an Islamic Holiday in which Muslimls dont eat or drink during day light hours. They fast for an entire month depending on the moons. The Islamic calandar is based off of lunar cycles instead of set days like we go by in the states. Well, today MIGHT be the last day of Ramadan if the moon decides to pop up tomorrow. If not, for sure by Friday.

The Fasting

Catholcs give up red meat on Fridays for Lenten. Muslims give up ALL food and drink during the days. From 7AM to 7PM, Muslims arent allowed to consume anything. Die hard Muslims even spit constantly because they believe its a sin to consume their own saliva. I fasted for only two days this year. I have to admit that its really hard. By 5 PM you g et really cranky. Think of how they must feel doing it for a whole month. I for one give Muslims mad credit for what they do and why they do it. They can do that and still keep a smile on their face ALL day long. Because teh Senegalese are ALWAYS happy.

Korite

Korite is also a Muslim holiday. It is the day when the new moon shows and says Ramadan is over. Korite is either tomorrow or the next day, but in any instance I guess its party central. The people here have gone without eating and drinking during the day for the month of September. They are ready to party it up. If Korite starts tomorrow there is no way anything is going to get done. People just stop what theyre doing and celebrate. Men forget to go to work. Women stop doing housework. The kids dont have school all week so theyve been pretty lazy anyway. But Korite is a time to celebrate a good Ramadan and to praise your neighbors, family and friends and to ask EVERYONE for forgiveness for your sins. We will all walk around town eating a drinking and talking and socializing until bedtime. I cant wait. Happy Korite!!!

Hand STD

So I have this rash on my hand. I dont really know what it is, but I think its my first African STD.

cliche story

This story is the typical cliche beach story but guess what? It happened to me. So we were all at the beach. Nothing better to do than to drink beer. Beach plus beer plus coed party. Exactly!!!!

Skinny dipping

Took off the trunks for the first round. The waves were pretty strong. So I decided to get out because my number one concern was my safety. But aparently not. Cause an hour and 5 beers later I decided to go back in. Only this time I had no trunks so I was forced to wear my boxer briefs down to the water......CLICHE TIME.

Big wave. Drunk Paul. Lost my man panties in the ocean. So my drunk person had to walk back up the beach with my white ass lighting the way. What a great time.

What will they think of next?

I got a cell phone this week. Dont ask me how that happened. I didnt really expect Africa to have cell phones yet. So this is what you need to do. Buy a calling card and call me. My poor ass cant afford to call anyone anymore so youre lucky enough to get the bill. You can find calling cards for 10 cents a minute somewhere online. Wait....Ill find it for you. http://speedypin.com/prepaid/phone-card/AFR10

Now you have no excuses!!!! If its urgent you can find me. If you miss me you can find me. If you want to talk dirty, you might be wasting my time. So my new number is:

011 221 442 0160

Dial that exact number xith your calling card and pen pal with your favorite new African American, Pape Ngom. Boo jaf lakas!!!!!

Something ate my Mexi-Man Garden

This weekend we decided that we needed a break. Actually it was the first weekend that we could leave Thies on our own. So a bunch of us decided that we'd venture to the coast line. We went to a beach in a small town South of Thies called Popenguine. Oh man what a sight. FOr only $18 US a person we travelled to and from the beach for the weekend where we stayed in this pimp beach house. The $18 also provided drinks and a home cooked meal. Well worth the hard earned government paycheck. Thank you Uncle Sam for paying for my trip. The beach was clean, the beer was cold, and the women were beautiful. What more could a man ask for? Except maybe coming home to water my Mexi-Man garden. But thats not going to happen that little SOB....

Happy Haloween

Happy Halloween everyone!!!! Last year I wore a diaper and I was a drunk baby. This year I am an African American. I dare you to pull that off Toubabs.