anchor what? pt 2

i posted a few more pictures, i think that shall about do it for now, they all start to look the same after awhile...

so i'm sitting in this shady "cafe" and i order a coffee, i get a cup one third filled with black liquid and a hot kettle. i figure i am supposed to add the hot water and make a full cup, so i pour the water in. it is a bit off color, but i figure it's boiled so it is clean. turns out i invented green tea coffee. i gotta say, it's not bad, not bad at all....

i hate haggling, just fucking hate it. first off, if we both know i am going to pay $1 for a ride, why do we have to go through the dance? save time, tell me the price, and lets move on. second, on bigger things, i just know i am getting ripped off, and why do i have to pay more just cause i am a "rich" westerner? yeah yeah, basic economics, but it seems prejudice and unfair that i have to pay more cause you are greedy and i am supposedly rich. i don't mind paying a bit more, but if something costs you 50 cents and i have to pay two dollors, that is a huge markup. fuck you poor people...

the smell and sights of fly encrusted meat and dubious drinking water really helps you appreciate your blue passport...

although it would cause assloads of damage and should never happen ever, it would be pretty damn cool to have a rave type party, with laser lights and djs spinning records and people dancing and bass booming through you and all that all night long at the top of the hill that overlooks ankor wat and all that, where you go to watch the sunset with the other three hundred people....

i want to start tours for cambodians and vietnamese and other third world people. i will drive them in a bus up a regular street in a small town in the states, and they can take pictures of people mowing thier lawn, laying out, walking thier dog, etc. then i would take them into someone's house, and they would walk all over and take pictures of the people watching tv, taking a bath, cooking. then i will give them a tour of wal mart, and let them go shopping. i figure, that is what we do when we go to the third world, it should work in reverse....

ok, enough of that. i mock and laugh at those people who go somewhere, and for the next week, every sentance starts with "well, when i was in _________...." and act like they are the only people who have been there and are all experts on it now. those people get old after about 15 minutes, and i want to be young forever....

i am getting a bit bored with the planet. doggammit, i wanna travel the universe and bum around the galaxies, i wanna do it with alien chicks (actually, i'd be rather happy to do it with human chicks, but that doesn't seem to happen ever, so maybe i need a new race of beings.) i want adventure, excitement, crazy space diseases, i wanna meet aliens and hang out with them, be their pet human. i wonder how you would be able to tell if an alien is a nerd on his planet. what if you met some alien, and you listen to him or her cause they should know what's going on, but it turns out they are losers on thier planet?

i'm a junkie looking for a fix
i'm a hooker looking for new tricks
i'm an excommunicated priest
i'm the dearly departed, recently deceased
i'm a guitar playing the wrong chord
i'm burnt out, and frankly, i'm bored