Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?

2/05/2006


The STACHE before aaaaaanyone else saw it...

The group of all the menfolk in Insomnibus 95 who put in the effort for the long haul and got our "Dale-Staches" on for swearing-in day. (Note Tom Selleck on the far left.)

How embarrasing for the poor Ambassador, apparently about to shake hands with someone from a Wild West show.

As I said before, she has a sweet pad and before you think that gravity down here in Ecuador is a bit screwy, let me remind you that there is a trampoline on the lawn. In case you were wondering, yes, I am fifteen times larger than the other volunteers and like to move around in a flying ball like Blanka from Street Fighter II.

The three schmoozers from my training community. Apparently our cheeks are back in good working order...


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