Thursday, September 07, 2006


I am in a dusty, 12 horse, 3000 dog town called Moron, meaning big river in Mongolian. It's about 30 hrs driving northwest of UB. I am safe, I am well, I'm as dirty as a cur. Apparently the comments function on this damn blog is malfunctioning, or something. But the connection here at the post office, the only building in town that has electricity, is too slow for me to try to fix it at the moment. I'd rather go to the market and look for some Soviet era clothing, as it snowed yesterday, and I'm a wee bit cold. Thanks for the emails friends. I was ridiculously excited to check my inbox, after only 3 days!


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Desiree,

never mind how dirty your neck may be, alyways hold your head up high ;-)

Take care and have lots of fun!


10:48 AM GMT-5  
Anonymous the inventor said...

are these working yet?

6:52 PM GMT-5  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

as a cur? I cannot imagine this and will need photographic proof of such farfetched claims...


8:29 AM GMT-5  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

great word, that cur...good stuff.


8:29 AM GMT-5  
Blogger Desiree said...

Is that Olaf the Fish? I hope so!

All photographic evidence of my crapulence will be destroyed, Kevin!

Yes, Dave, they are. Now invent me a new comment, and some coffee!

3:29 AM GMT-5  

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