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-- New York Observer
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-- John Hodgman,
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-- The Wall Street Journal
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Back in Los Angeles after a 28-hour return trip, courtesy Err Canada.
I really thought they were going to break the 31-hour record from the outbound leg, especially after being notified in the Heathrow departures lounge that my first leg would be delayed by over seven hours.
Much to tell and post and doubtful there's gonna be anywhere near
enough time.
Even saw a nude beach in
Germany.
Somehow this was something I never expected to see.
Too bad it's a few decades too late. You see, it's extremely difficult to invade other countries or oppress people in the nude.
Seriously. That's a scientific fact.
Last night, after a shower, I decided to make a commando run and seize a mineral-rich swath of Honduras. Didn't get past the lady across the hall.
Try it sometime. You'll be surprised.
Maybe instead of jailing Judy Miller and (with a spot of luck) the
entire White House staff, including the cleaning people, Patrick
Fitzgerald should make them all strip down to their skivvies.
Then again, that might be yet another crime against humanity. Hmm.
UPDATE and mea culpa on nude Nazis: Alert reader Michael points to the early 20th-century German nacktkulture movement. Apparently while a lot of Nazis frowned on this sort of thing, some adherents of the perfect Aryan myth thought parading around with your Reifenstahl hanging out was perfectly OK.
Still. Yesterday at the gym, I tried to take the northern border region of Guatemala. I didn't get past the rowing machines before people were giving me funny looks. I really do think you need to be wearing clothes for this sort of thing.
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