I'm somewhere between singapore and bahrain 2
and I’m watching Samurai Champloo. How did we cope with long flights before laptops and iPods? Third world, seriously.
Mad bought me some seriously cheesy dog tags for my birthday, and I love ‘em. (Especially the engraving - “Qatar’s Leading Playa” indeed.)
Some people would say that you can’t put two completely unrelated thoughts together and call them a blog entry.
That’s why I’m a pioneer and they’re not.
Did you ever find out who wrote “Qatar’s leading playa” on your whiteboard? Has anyone as yet ask you to explain the dog tags? Did the security guards point and laugh as you had to take them off to go through the metal detector?
No, I didn’t. I really did think it was Will, but I could be wrong.
Nobody’s even noticed the dog tags, but I wear them nonetheless.