A Monkey Drinking a Fanta....

As a result of the overwhelming response to my first blog or web log (for those of you who are new to the blogging game) I had decided to retire from blogging, a wise man once said "Leave on a high note." (George Costanza, Seinfeld). But after much debate, mainly with myself, I have decided to bless you all with another addition of my prose. However to be true to myself and to the faithful following that I have developed I will now enter the next echelon of blogging called glogging (greg log).
It has been an interesting week here in Liberia, one filled with joy, frustration, drama, and carbon monoxide.

Allow me to elaborate if I may.

• Joy:
  We have a new son, Henry Davis (aka Davis, aka Gregory Davis, aka G. Davis ). He is a beautiful, bright eyed little boy who has no clue who these white people are or what a TV is. He will learn to love both very quickly. I can already tell that he is my son. This morning, much like Brayden, he was up at 6:00 (he wakes me up when he has to go to the bathroom, also like Brayden). He had filled his diaper with some of yesterdays wonderful rice and it was a pungent aroma at 6:00 am. But, I digress...so, as I do for Brayden every morning I turned on the TV in an effort to eek out 15 minutes more sleep. Praise God from who all blessings flow, the boy loved it!!! He sat there for 1.5 hours and watched three kids shows (Barney, Hi 5, and some show from Ireland called Postman Tom which I believe is their equivalent to Bob the Builder).
• Frustration:
  1. I miss anonymous!!! Without the comments of those who so bravely posted under the guise of "anonymous" I have lacked fodder which makes this process of sarcasm much more challenging. I need controversy, so if you are out there anonymous please come back I am sooooo sorry. I miss you!!
  B. As I mentioned in my last glog entry it is really hot here. I'll tell you what by the end of the day I have sweat through two shirts and smell much like the Liberians who on the whole don't wear deodorant. This is not a statement of prejudice, rather a statement of fact, in my conversations with the friends we have made here I posed the question as to why deodorant is such a low priority. The answer was simple, food is more important. I can't argue with that.
  Anyway, Davis and I have really bonded and that is great but for those of you who know me there are a few things that complicate the attachment process:
  I. I hate to be hot
  C. I love Air Conditioning
  III. I have issues with personal space, meaning don't come into mine
  H. I am claustrophobic
  13. The car that we rented doesn't have a/c and it is small
  Therefore with these factors in mind I spent the previous 3 days with God truly challenging me. I hate to be hot, I am claustrophobic, and I don't like to be touched...and Davis won't go to Brandi!!! It is literally like holding a hot water bottle while standing by a roaring fire. I can't wait till we have to use car seats.
• Drama:
  Why is that yahoo groups and blogs (nots glogs) have become a forum for drama...whatever happened to picking up the phone and gossipping. Whatever happened to freedom of speech, why do we have to comment on what other people say in forums such as these or limit the questions that people are allowed to ask? Even as I write this my freedom of speech and right to bear arms are being limited...the speech is because Brandi is concerned what people will say on the yahoo groups and what people will post as comments on this fine glog. The right to bear arms is being limited by the Liberian government because it is illegal to carry a gun here. Not much I can do about either.
• Carbon Monoxide:
  I have developed a case of carbon monoxide poisoning while here in Liberia. Self diagnosed of course, or maybe I have black lung... not really sure but the cars here stink. The traffic is terrible and the emmission control is not a high priority, so these factors combined with my current case of bronchitis make breathing difficult. Where is the EPA or the tree huggers when you need them. I'm not sure, I haven't ever had a need for them before.
• So in conclusion a preface...I like the joy, I live for the drama, and I could do without the frustration and black lung.
• 
  Most Likely,
  Greg

PS. I made no mention of the monkey drinking a Fanta because what else needs to be said, it's a chimpanzee drinking orange soda, how can it get any cooler than that.