Become a Follower of the Blog and, of course, Mosquitoes

HOW TO BECOME A "FOLLOWER OF THIS BLOG


Some of you have emailed me and said that your attempts to become a "follower" have failed.   Here are the steps.

1.  Left click the Follow button on the right hand side of the blog under the picture.

2.  Left click either your google, twitter or yahoo account.   If you don't have one of these accounts, at the bottom of this box of choices is a "Create a new Google account".   Left click this.    Please consider becoming a "public" follower.

3.  Follow the rest of the steps.

HOW TO POST A COMMENT

At the end of my entry, you will see on the right hand side a place where it says "0 comments".   Hopefully that 0 will become a number soon!   Left click this "(number) comments" then write your entry until your fingers atrophy from exhaustion or you run outta things to say.   Left click  "Post Comment".

MOSQUITOES

I've finally gotten smart and for those of you sending me worried emails at the West Nile Flu or other such grave diseases, the situation is under control more or less. The Lemon, Patchouli and Eucalyptus Oils that I’ve been dowsing myself with seems to have made me a bit less flavorful to the hungry little buggers. Of course, one of the Indian teachers at the Institute commented on me smellin a bit like a mosquito repellant factory. I tried to explain to her that I was using very expensive essential oils, but she quickly moved away from me clearly understanding that I had dowsed myself with some kind of toxic bug repellant. Oh well. It’s a challenging situation in that we are not supposed wear any fragrances in yoga class, due to some people’s chemical sensitivities. I must admit that I’ve been smellin a bit strong lately yet have hardly had a bite taken outta me since my smellin began. It’s definitely a toss up.


In the meantime, the bedroom fan miraculously disappeared the other day, which I must say was both a pleasant surprise and a complete annoyance. I had carefully hung a string and attached it to the fan so that I could hang the mosquito net that my landlady finally kindly offered me after she saw the situation on my arms and feet. After the disappearance of the fan, I struggled to once again find a way of setting up the mosquito net. The walls of the building are concrete so without the proper tools there is no easy way to hang a hook. My bed lives next to a long window and so I theorized that I could somehow jerry rig the net to the curtain rod. As I was carefully setting up my new system, one support for the curtain rod fell out of the wall! Plop! Oops. I finally managed to attach the net to the screw that was previously holding up the fan and the other support for the curtain rod that still remains, at least for the moment, attached to the wall. It’s a very precarious situation indeed and getting in and out of the bed has become an art unto itself. I’ve also been burning a fair bit more incense….they apparently don’t like the smoke.


Travels on Sunday


Being equipped with my new camera (thank you, Jay) and having yesterday completely free, I decided to take a few more photos around town. Though I’ve been to most of the sites around town before, I found a Lonely Planet travel guide in the apartment, randomly picked a location where it would be appropriate to have the camera out…. Shaniwarwada Palace. The gate and the tall walls, I’m afraid, are about the most impressive part of the remaining structure…the palace itself having been burnt down twice. Inside the walls, the foundation of the once seven story palace, remains grassed over with young Indian couples sitting together shyly, a few children romping around on the grass. I am sensitive about taking people’s photographs—as I myself generally do not like to have my photo taken unless asked. Luckily there were a few people who wanted to take my photo and so it was easy to take theirs. Then I met up with Sharon Conroy and we went to Mr. Iyengar’s jewelers and a famous fetish shop.


Check out the photos:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mzsz1LH-lfk