I was attacked in my sleep Thursday night. The battle raged from 0200-0300. I was unable to digest why it was happening and was in danger of being completely liquefied. I retreated from the bedroom and eventually purged the intruder. When I awoke a few hours later I found myself on more solid ground. I’m just glad the attack didn’t occur on the subway or I would have been in deep doo-doo.

Ahem.

What else?  Well, our Deputy Director is heading back to the states next week so I and some co-workers treated him to some adult beverages at Shenanigans in order to properly celebrate his departure.  He seemed to enjoy himself.  I managed to stay conscious for the bus ride home (and it was touch and go) before passing out on the bed immediately upon arrival.  Ah, those Friday nights in Itaewon.

Found this map of Columbia which will help me find my way around town during next month’s visit.

My neighborhood is off the page, just past the top right corner. Not sure what politically incorrect term I’d use to describe it, but it’s a pretty diverse collection of folks either just starting out or old fuckers like me just trying to get by…

If you missed Hillary’s testimony before the Benghazi committee, it went something like this:

We can’t handle the truth. Apparently.

I’d actually met him back in 2013 in Las Vegas. He’s a friend of a friend who was playing in big tournament there and he came to just hang out.  Didn’t know if he’d remember me, turns out he did.  So, that was kind of nice.

And that’s all she wrote.  Well, all I wrote anyway.  Till next time.