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How very thoughtful of them! Though, if I had to guess, I'd suspect it's Google who's been tracking your browsing proclivities and giving you the direct transfers. Did they also provide you hot links to Aeroflot and Russian wedding chapels?

I'm there! For the past month, TNT has been running old episodes, one or two from each season. It's fun to watch the production values creep up as the show attracted veiwers and bigger budgets. But JR stayed the same.

Well, you know, Hi, despite the lovely grounds and beautiful exterior, the Taj Mahal is, after all, a mausoleum, a tomb for the emperor's third wife. Not so much as a formal dining room, let alone a shoe closet. The Shah's beloved didn't settle in until after she'd been dead for better than twenty years. So I guess the next move is up to you.

Certainly appreciate the timely report but next time please feel free to delay posting at least until you're enjoying the post-coital cigarette. Seriously, I really enjoy hearing about your experiences. The detail is terrific for those of us cheering you on from the sidelines. Especially nice to know that one can have a great time, even getting around like a local, with just a smattering of Portuguese. Many thanks!

Great pics! Thanks for sharing.

Great pictures! Takes me back, although when I was there forty-some years ago, there weren't any skyscrapers. If you like mangoes, be sure and try some. The best in the world. Cut a ripe one around the circumference, twist apart, and eat with a spoon. Yum! And clothes! You should be able to get a shirt custom-made in a day or two, and at a price close to store-bought. One thing I recall, and I wonder if you and your beloved notice it: You can be walking along the most crowded street or in the bazaar, and you'll never have anyone touch or even brush against you. A remnant of the caste system. I really envy you your time there. What cities are you going to next? I'm sure Westerners aren't much of a rarity in the cities but, if you get into the boondocks, don't be surprised if a stranger invites you home for dinner and gives you the best meal of your life. आनन्द! PS: A few weeks ago, there was a TV program that showed Indian pole wrestling. It's not what you think. It's a form of gymnastics using only a pole, and popular among twenty-somethings. It's done on the street or in a park, so you won't have to buy tickets. Just ask around until you find places where it's practiced. You'll see some incredible bodies and, from what I saw, the boys love to show off.

The Three Caballeros (mainstreamed the all-male conga line)

I'm very sorry to hear it, EXPAT. It's good that you are there for your sister.

Sounds a bit Jimmy Hoffa to me. Am I - umm - 'going' somewhere?

So does poker make your fingers longer, or do you think Brent Hanks is packin'?

You might give Roger Ailes a call.

Some mighty fine posting, EXPAT! You brought whole new worlds to life. I sure hope you'll keep it up. I'd hate to lose track of who's boinking whom in them thar hills.

Wait till next year. 世界新秩序 . . . 世 - 界 - 新 - 秩 - 序 . . . 世界新秩序

Aren't there usually a couple of piss queens here at night? Maybe they're home posting in that damned contest. You think they're in that thing too? Everybody else is. I haven't had a decent blow job since New Year's. Hope it's over soon. Yeah, me too.

Wait till Procter and Gamble gets ahold of this! You'll smell younger from the very first swipe! Not-so-Old Spice ™ No warranties express or implied that your appearance or overall desirability will be affected in any way. No young people were harmed in this research. (Except possibly for one whiny little twink who was just asking for it. )

Wow, RA1, you're sure putting your money where your mouth is! Although you wouldn't catch me picking up a gun to shoot people, or encouraging anyone else to do so. It was all I could do to watch an Independent Lens documentary last night titled Hell and Back Again, the story of a 26-year old Marine who was shot up pretty badly in Afghanistan and was trying to adjust to life back in North Carolina. It's current, so only short clips are available on-line, but you may find it still running on PBS. For me, two things stood out above the rest: - The Marine described telling the recruiters when he signed up at age 18 that all he wanted to do was "kill people", and he says they were happy to hear it. - Once home, he fiddles with his handgun throughout the film, and sleeps with it next to him every night, even showing his wife how to use it. In one particularly scary sequence, he places it under his chin, having said a prayer earlier that he wouldn't kill himself. Can't say whether or not we are sending our troubled youth to war, but they sure seem to be coming home that way. I can't blame them, but I can blame myself for not doing more to help prevent it.

I'd have to hit eighty-five posts in five days, or seventeen a day. I think my all-time record was ten in a day, and that was during a full moon. But, who knows? Something exciting may yet happen, like a postcard from Ralph Woods, and I'll just have to share.

If I'm understanding the article correctly, they were indeed. Before modern humans “replaced” the Neanderthals, they had sex with them. The liaisons produced children, who helped to people Europe, Asia, and the New World. The leaky-replacement hypothesis—assuming for the moment that it is correct—provides further evidence of the closeness of Neanderthals to modern humans. Not only did the two interbreed; the resulting hybrid offspring were functional enough to be integrated into human society. Some of these hybrids survived to have kids of their own, who, in turn, had kids, and so on to the present day. Even now, at least thirty thousand years after the fact, the signal is discernible: all non-Africans, from the New Guineans to the French to the Han Chinese, carry somewhere between one and four per cent Neanderthal DNA. Africans, therefore, would be the only ethnic group who are 100% human. The rest of us are part neanderthal. Goes to show, if you look hard enough, there's no telling what you may discover in a pair of genes.

Interesting article. Especially the part about how we humans, before driving the neanderthals into extinction, fucked them first. Even more interesting is that no one had predicted it before seeing the genetic proof. Bet no one here is surprised.

Three men are in bed together: two are sinning, two are sinned against. . Doesn't that make four men? You're mistaken: the man on either end is implicated once, but the one in the middle does double duty. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ( courtesy of an ancient Roman, Ausonius - ca 310-394 AD )

And maybe just the one time. I watched it over and over before I realized it's a loop. Still, the OP's point holds. The cat's a lot smarter than I am.

For me, the thing that makes this so difficult to understand is the need to embrace the idea of all these dimensions. I'm pretty comfortable getting around in three dimensions and, when I stumble across an especially good batch of sensimilla, I can sometimes manage four. But string theory would have me imagine a universe with ten dimensions. It's so far from anything related to my day-to-day world, getting my head around it would be like a dog learning to drive a car. And then there's M-theory which kicks the number of dimensions up to eleven. I guess if it somehow became necessary for survival to navigate in such a world, our brains could eventually rise to the task, as Steven Hawking's already has. We do, after all, continue to learn new tricks. While I may be trailing the pack today, who knows what the future holds?

More likely because of the major overhaul to their new pricing strategy which took effect last quarter. They've started to offer everyday lower prices and have pretty much done away with the frequent special sales they had before. They're counting on retraining their customers, but it sounds like that's a tougher challenge than they thought. They've got a couple other acts waiting in the wings: specialty shops within the stores, and exclusive designer labels. Ron Johnson, their new CEO who had great success at Target and Apple, said the revamp will take 12 - 18 months. Whether he's got that long remains to be seen. Of course, that doesn't mean the Million Moms won't try to take credit for JCP's bad quarter. . . . . . ]

Gotta admit, I still can't get anywhere close to understanding how these credit derivatives work and what the potential for economic disaster is. Until I hear otherwise, I'm going to assume that they could bring down the U. S. economy in the twinkling of an eye, as they nearly did in 2008. It's the size of the market and its opacity that give me the willies. According to this article, the nominal value of Credit Default Swaps alone is $25 trillion, much bigger than the U. S. annual GDP. Equally spooky is the fact that nobody really knows what the risk is, let alone where it is. If I recall, that uncertainty is what nearly froze the U. S. banking system in 2008. Jamie Dimon's $2 billion whoops-a-daisy is a blip compared to what could go wrong if this house of cards starts to teeter. The article also seems to debunk the theory that these derivatives are anything like "insurance", Dimon's blather notwithstanding. Insurance contracts require the disclosure of all known risks involved. CDSs have no such requirement. Most significantly, unlike insurance companies, sellers of CDSs are not required to maintain any capital reserves to guarantee payment of claims. Again, my recollection is that AIG's near-demise was based on its inability to pay the claims against it. If this market is as big as it seems, who's to say that the Feds could bail out the banks and stabilize the economy even if we decide they should? It's amazing to me that these credit derivatives are legal, let alone that they are an integral part of our banking system. I sure hope some of our more knowledgeable posters can assuage my concerns. In the meantime, I'm fixin' to put my money where my mouth is.