We've really been sucking penis on the blog front.

I'm not sure if it's a Communist thing, or maybe a third-world thing, or just an Asian thing, but Laotians love burning shit. Like, all the time. Drive down any Laotian highway (and let's be honest, there are maybe like six of them), and within every two kilometers, boom, fire. Trash fire. This country burns all of its trash, man! It's completely green!

I honestly have no idea if they just love bonfires, or what. "Hey, man. I see you've got a nice pile of trash there. ...So, you going to do anything with it? No!? Well, shit, let's get the boys over and have ourselves some Beerlao and a good ole' fashioned trash fire! Comeon!"

(Editor's note: The previous quotations are approximations of Laos speech, which would have consisted solely of monosyllabic words, and repetitions of "Uh" [Laos for "yes"].)

Honestly, though. Trash fires and smog, baby! Welcome to Laos!

(Side note: Laos is actually awesome. But honestly, a country of fucking pyros, man. I swear to Christ.)