That is a photo of a Nescafe machine in Singapore. I took the photo mostly to show the unusual (to me) offering of "Teh Tarik," a popular tea drink in Singapore. (Teh tarik is "pulled tea," a milky tea that is frothed by pouring it from one container to another. (I did not buy a teh tarik from this vending machine, by the way, as I was already drinking a coffee that was included with the price of the airport lounge I was in.)
Et Cetera
My sleep has been crap over the last couple of days, starting with an uber windy night a couple of nights ago. I'm staying over with Crunch at Paul and Judi's, so of course the sounds of the house are unfamiliar and it's hard to sleep anyway. I've gotten used to the usual sounds now, but a couple of nights of the unfamiliar sound of trees and bushes being blown about and crashing against the windows means that I don't sleep at all. Crunch is of course no help, as he is suffering from the worst gas ever and makes it his mission to fill the bedroom with noxious fumes.
Instead of sleeping, I end up netflixing hour after hour of a British TV show from the 90's called As Time Goes By. Have you seen it? It's worth a watch, even if you don't have insomnia.
I also surfed around the net and found this cool and strange site called Beautiful Cervix Project, a series of daily photographs that a woman (with help from her boyfriend and a headlamp) took of her own cervix. It is very amazing. You should go and have a look.
I also started a blog entry about strange things white people do at weddings. (The chicken dance, for example, made me think that white people were insane when I first saw it done at the wedding of a coworker in the mid-90's.) But that got too cynical too fast, so I abandoned it.
I've also been eating way too much in the middle of the night. Last night, after midnight, I had half a 32 oz. container of plain, lowfat yogurt mixed with vegan omega-3 and -6 oils. And an apple. And a peach. And a pickle. And some feta. (No, not all mixed together. Just grazed over the course of several hours.) I find that I eat a lot when I am tired and can't (or won't) sleep. I just eat and eat and eat. (There are several studies suggesting that this is not unusual for many people, and that lack of sleep may be related to obesity.)
I finally got to sleep around five a.m., and woke up about an hour later than Crunch is used to getting his walk. It's 10:30 in the morning now, and I think I'm going to need a nap soon. Or some teh tarik.
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