a miniturized version of life in the holy land

Thursday, May 18, 2006

writer, photographer

I’m in charge of sifting through the organization’s email account, filtering the requests for olive oil and lodging from the daily dump of spam. Of course I get the usual letters from the widows of African politicians and businessmen, asking that I loan $10,000 so she can access his billions being held in an Ivory Coastal bank. I’m totally baffled by a new spam style I’ve been getting on a daily basis. I get a few lines of literature, followed by advertisements for bargain-priced pharmaceuticals. For example:

“Langdon looked again at the fax an ancient myth confirmed in black and white.
The implications were frightening. He gazed absently through the bay window.
The first hint of dawn was sifting through the birch trees in his backyard,
but the view looked somehow different this morning. As an odd combination of fear and
exhilaration settled over him, Langdon knew he had no choice
The man led Langdon the length of the hangar. They rounded the corner onto the runway.”

And then a big picture ad for Viagra. I’m lost.


I got a photo published! No money from this of course, but some guy came upon my photo site and asked permission to use a picture I took of an olive tree on his website. So my photo is helping out a Danish NGO of some sort. I’m not sure exactly what they do, but from the looks of the website it seems globally responsible. Check it out and notice the byline.