No, not THAT kind of grass. The lawn kind!
After spending a productive two months cutting grass in Nicaragua for ex-president Aleman, I was forced to flee the country when those charges of misappropriation of funds and misuse of lawn-goats were leveled against him. It's not true, I swear! Well, at least not the lawn-goats part. I and the other lawn-goats, Alvaro and Cristina, were very well-treated!
Although there was that time that he tried to get us to chew through the power cables leading to the house of one of his political opponents... But that was an isolated incident.
Now, where was I?
Oh yes, the fleeing. I've spent the last month and a half hitchhiking back to the great northwest. It's amazing how few people are willing to pick up a goat, and how many of the ones in more rural areas tried to capture or eat me...
But I'm back!
And I've built up a wicked craving for server cables. LiveJournal's had so few outages while I was gone, I'm sure no one will notice just a little...
*munch munch munch*