Goma on Groundhog Day 2010

The birds are hemming and tweeting and hawing and crowing, crooning and singing and intoning and droning, whistling and humming and purring and just generally vocalizing outside in the palm trees and above the lake. I am waiting for feedback on documents that I have sent via electronic pulse through the air to different corners of the globe. There is discontent down the road from us in Sake, causing a delay in some of our program implementations, and there is a plan for drinks tonight at the famous Goma bar “Doga”, causing a restlessness in my attitude. And that is where things stand today.