outside sleet chases hail at a 45 degree angle interspersed with random snowflakes that float above the fray. Above the snow-dusted roof the tips of skeletal trees sway, and curtains of snow sweep from the gutters.
on my cd player, Issa Bagayogo croons to a writable beat, followed by Brenda Fassie.
i attempt to induce my brain to begin labour of a dissertation proposal.
And I wonder about the mandatory charity tax imposed by shari'a in Bauchi....
last night i tried to listen to the state of union address while simultanously skimming a dissertation someone else finished in 2005. I could only make it about half way through the address before my annoyance superseded my desire to be an informed citizen. who were all those idiots applauding and cheering? and has there ever been a president of this country that sounds as absolutely unintelligent as GWB?