The Weekend

Well, on the verge of another weekend. You see, here, the weekend starts on Thursday with Rotary meetings. These are more or less a party. Then tomorrow I'm going to a costume party, despite my lack of costume. I think a group of girls were discussing painting my face like a squirrel, as my nickname here is Esquilo (squirrel). Also, starting tomorrow (Friday), there is a weekend long motorcycle show in the middle of town, which I've been invited to attend with a number of crowds. Should keep me busy. On a slightly different note, if, when it comes out in February, anyone can get me a copy of the Max Payne movie, legal or illegal, I would love you forever. That, my friends, is a lot of commas in one sentence. These are the updates from your humble narrator. *Edit* Of course, all these plans were viciously karate chopped out of existence when my host father told me we would be spending the weekend in some small town outside of Uberlandia visiting his parents.