Current Blog: CUMFIESTA not a lot to do on a city bus tied up in a Middle Eastern traffic jam except to think. At first, I was happy that I was going to get laid tomorrow. Or maybe not. What if Tamar got religion big time and all she wanted to do was convert me? Now I regretted being so blase with Taliahˇ¦s proposition. And what if that guy with the knapsack who just got on was the suicide bomber? Thatˇ¦s what happens as a result of too much thinking. The first thing I did when I returned to the hotel was to ask Taliah if her offer still stood. She grabbed her pelaphone:
