Weekend Edition

So on saterday I had a completely shitty work day and took it out on the world, and today I want to be an Economist.

But, I've gotten ahead of myself.

Saterday I came to work with 5.5 hours of sleep. I had 2 dreadfully boring classes, followed immediatly by a class where I ran out of material, and then a test. I forgot to take attendance like 3 of the 4 times, and I broke the tea strainer that fit perfectly into my teacup. When I finally got out it was so windy and i was wearing a coat that was warm before I realized the wind cuts through it like Ghengis Khan through an Amish community. I was pissed, and we were going to Tbilisi's famed baths.

After meeting Roomie Kate's lovely sister and brother in law, we went to the baths, and I dived headfirst into the communal vodka bottle, followed by a beer, and then got scrubbed down by a fat Georgian man. When i say scrubbed down i mean, with a horsehair swab. When I left I was under the impression that I was missing an outer layer. Never felt so clean. Went out to dinner with a huuuuge group of people, drank more wine, was loud and obnoxious. Woke up the morning, remembered, and was not proud.

Lexi then encouraged me to go out to this Eco village today. I kind of dragged my feet, much to her chagrin, but i ended up going. Ride the Marschutka for 45 minutes and we're so far from the damn city that it reminded me of China. So we... wait a second, the link is just continuing.

There we go. So, we're out in the middle of fuckoff nowhere, and get welcomed into this great house. Its an ecovillage so they've got their own turkeys and such running around, and its full of kids because its like this foster home waypoint for a foster system that does not exist yet. We talked about what Fair Trade meant and how they were getting funding, and I offered to help them set up a camping trip by writing to major outlets to ask for donations of tents and stuff.

And then Gio told me he could take us to go see a bear.

And it was like no way.

Turns out the guy that runs this operation is a big fan of hiking around the wooded area, which has bears and wolves, no big. Yeah, he just heads out there with no food and lives off the forest for like a week at a time. Did I mention that hes at the top of his field? Did i tell you that field is mathematics? That he's a mathematical genius who left his position, his LUCRATIVE position as georgia's premier intellegencia, to do it for the children? To take a broken down ass house and build a place for orphaned children to get a not traumatising period in their lives? Homeboy LIVES the struggle. He is like Rambo, Hawkings, and Hippocrates combined. Why hippocrates? cuz he's curing diabetes with beads. No big deal. He just has that laying on of hands thing figured out.

I want to write this man's life story. I'm gonna sell it to the New Yorker. I'm gonna be rich.

so on the way home we're talking about the merits and failures of anarchocapitalism, on the marschutka ride home. Lexi points out that she's actually taken econ classes and I haven't, and we're like exchanging ideas. She points out that maybe i should actually study it. And i'm looking back on life and how i suck at all forms of math except when its in story form, and how i was a day trader/market analyst in World of Warcraft, and my discussion on the failings of the libertarian system as expressed through Bioshock, and how much I loved Freakonomics.

So, now I have a really good thing to write about, and I want to be economist. I am once again inspired with life.

Oh, and they have a construction project. With real tools. I haven't been able to fix something for months. Dad? Grandpa? This goes out to you. I've got the fever. I need to be sanding something and then applying finish. This thought was brought about because they have a pile of gravel and a wheelbarrow, and i've never been so homesick.

I plan to do great things in life, but there is no higher calling than spreading gravel.