from maison cent vingt deux

Looks like we may be online from home, after four days of a crew of guys installing a very tall flag pole next to our house, then trying to configure the mac, the first one they’ve ever worked on, I’m sure. One guy laid down and took a nap at one point. I have not been feeling too celebratory because they can’t get our laptop nor our next-door-neighbor’s laptop to respond to the wi-fi signal that is going out for a quarter mile. But I guess I should cheer up: bon arrivé internet.

There’s a little cognitive dissonance when I read about celebrity rubber ducks being auctioned, or even when we go out to dinner, then step outside into sand roads and donkeys and women in headscarves down to their knees. Oh that’s right, we’re still in Niger.

As my first at-home at last project, I posted a batch of pictures to flickr–click on the teeny photos over there >>> and down a bit, and you will be directed and subjected to my photostream thingy. I’m living for your comments, remember.