Hot Spot

Whenever I talk to people about my trip to D.C. for inauguration, I feel as though I cannot find enough words for how many people there were. Everywhere I looked I saw people and everyone was headed to the same central spot.

And I mean, everywhere you looked. And I ride the subway to work every day and I have been squeezed into a car with what feels like a thousand other people. I am often surprised at how full a train can be after letting 3 full trains go by and I was still bowled over by the masses.

And to have so many happy people in one place without a clown around? I don't know.


I should have done more but you see, it is kinda difficult to take pictures while wearing massive mittens...

You Say Farm and I Say Small Town

so i went over to ian smith's farm - where he was born and raised and then heir to the family fortune.

there are several dams on the mini-town

we went for the sheep



and stayed for the orchards

and wonderful greenery

i caught a glimpse of the home where ian smith was born.

it doesn't matter what you farm, no farm has credibility unless it has dogs. that goes for small towns too.

those silos were used to cure tobacco. not that the climate in the midlands was good for tobacco but there was a time where tobacco was good for the economy and so the prime minister had to lead by example. see, i farm tobacco and so must you, good citizen.

there are signs for the on-site school.

And Don't We All Want To Be Smart?

most ubiquitous ads during my visit to zimbabwe.