arghh, imagine you are in a hotel watching a movie after a long day of work, and then someone starts changing the channel on you, right at the climax.
you tell him to stop, right? few things are more annoying. except...
turns out that in the small-town hotels in ethiopia, every room's television is hooked up to ONE cable box through an elaborate series of splitters, so we all have to watch whatever the reception guy wants to watch.
Gah! After a day in the field I really really enjoy curling up under my mosquito net to watch whatever bad American television is on cable. Bring back my Wesley Snipes!
No.. we all want to watch an arabic movie from the 1960s. ok.
10:38 p.m. - 2010-04-20
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