Randoms

When you are alone in a foreign country, you end up having a lot of inside jokes with yourself. The other day, one of my colleagues was in my house and inquired about my softball bat that is kept close to my bed. I told him that it was ‘my justice stick, in case I need to rain down aluminum on a would-be assailant’. He just looked at me. I get that a lot.

I was on my porch at dusk when a man approached wearing a trench coat and brandishing a large machete. I tried my best not to squirm and tightened my grip on my only weapon – a 300 page paperback book. Turns out he was a sentry that needed to turn on a security light, the switch being on my porch. I am now down one pair of underwear.