Sidney, this is as close to Rio as I am ever going to get: http://vimeo.com/18826126

You should try hanging a pentacle talisman medallion as protection at work, should keep you relatively safe from those who are crazy.

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No, I don’t, Sidney. I generally ascribe my being stuck here on a vile day most dank and drear listening to loonies babbling like brooks instead of being in Rio practicing my Portuguese, such as it is, with Renata and Roberta to the fact that I do not have the money to go to Brazil and probably never will have. That I will not have the cash is entirely my fault. It’s not like the ghost of Jorge Amado didn’t tip me off; I just ignored the tip. In 2002, I had just finished Mr. Amado’s War of the Saints, a book that ends with the word Sarava, when I fell asleep Mr Amado himself, who had died only a few months before and who looked about as healthy as a Communist ghost can look, if I remember this correctly, appeared to me in a dream and let me know that a horse called Sarava was running in the Belmont Stakes that year and that I should bet the ranch on the horse to win. Excited by this tip from beyond the grave, I consulted with my brother, a man for whom betting on the ponies is a type of religious experience and whose bible is The Daily Racing Form, who told me that the odds against Sarava were 70-1. Frightened by such numbers, as I am not a horseplayer, I did not bet the ranch or anything else on Sarava, who then proceeded to win the Belmont Stakes and ended War Emblem’s bid to be the first Triple Crown winner in damn near thirty years. I have had no further visitations from Mr. Amado, who is probably pissed off that I did not heed his advice, and who probably sees no further need to help right wing gringoes go to Brazil.

Paul, I have not tried silver bullets, only garlic and wooden steaks, which are high in fiber, unlike steaks from cattle.

Mr. Harvey, if you want to send dirty pictures along, that’s fine with me, although the office mates will not be taking a look; there is a high percentage of women working in this office and I would just as soon not have to explain why I am looking at such pictures on the public’s dime.

I’m sure that you’ll have to ask him, but with everything going Rio lately it might 69 Brazilian centavos!

hmmm…:))))))

Viva JUSTIN !!!

I’ve never had the pleasure of meeting you, but still widh you a Happy Belated Birthday!

HERVE,

Are you sure Panos is not charging 69 cents? (coz, you know, he just has to go there :-)

I would love to see a report …

Greek airport has not confirmed your arrival…:)))))))))

I am busy…roasted chicken stuffed with my magic secrets…
THANKS GIVING is almost here…!!!

may the spirits be with YOU…ALL of you…!!!

Has it ever occurred to you that the reason you are spending your days in the mold pit and not down in warm and lusty Rio shooting for National Pornographic with stars in your eyes and surrounded by some of Brazil’s most toothsome maidens in their colorful native garb (I know you go for that stuff!) just might have something to do with your POLITICS???

AKAKIUS is out of his desk at this moment…But HELL YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS !!!

yes, that is a caipirinha in my right hand..i am not normally a daytime drinker, and i do not drink much alcohol in general, but when this was offered, i took it….right after breakfast!

AKAKY

can’t you get your office mates to take a look at your screen…i can post a picture that will make them sit up and take notice…yes?

Thats pretty funny DAH :)

is it a caipirinha what you hold in your right hand…?

enjoy! f

This is Tuesday #$!&ing morning in Rio?

Happy Birthday, Lance!

Have you tried silver bullets?