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Total US troop deaths in Iraq to date (09/01/07) since 03/20/03: 3739

From 05/02/03 through 06/28/04: 718

From 06/29/04 through 01/30/05: 579

From 01/31/05 through 12/14/05: 715

From 12/15/05 through 01/31/07: 933

From 02/01/07: 653

(Sources: US Dept. of Defense, Iraq Coalition Casualty Count)

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Saturday, February 26, 2005
 
WAITING FOR THE NAM: So there's jet lag, and an office job to return to and catch up on, and lots of other excuses for my not yet having posted anything substantial about my trip. Not to mention that the pics I took, and which I still intend to link to, are rather large, and the server to which I want to post them can't host them all as they are, and it takes me a while to shrink the photos down to manageable dimensions, and so forth and so on.

But, dearly beloved, that is not what I wish to speak about this morning. No, this morning I wish to speak to you about Vietnamese coffee. It is the strongest and most delicious brew I can ever recall having sipped...and I've been off-shore of South America, I've been to Paris. Oh boy is that coffee effective. You order a ca phe den and they bring you a cup with a small brew-pot placed on top, a glass-and-steel contraption allowing you to watch the hot water slowly seep through the grounds, drip by exquisite drip (first thing you learn is that you always gotta wait), into the cup below. Then you drink the result, whereupon you are fully prepared to mount a singlehanded assault upon the nearest US embassy.

I'm afraid I now know what Western heroin addicts have long experienced after travelling through the East, after sampling the uncut stuff right where it's grown on native soil. Jesus God, I'm hooked. I can't drink this watery, round-eye stuff you get in the States anymore! I need the pure C! I got the shakes! Help!