Home sweet home: Yerevan edition

The flat is owned by an incredibly hospitable mother and son, who kindly rented it out (fully furnished - with extensive Russian book collection!) for the next three months. It took a couple scalding showers to learn that one need only pre-heat the water tank for about an hour before showering. Talk about spoiled -- it puts into perspective all those times I typically "jump in the shower" back in the States; such things were an overlookable luxury, until now.

Rebuilding Sudan

I learned of Homes For Sudan a few years ago through a friend of mine, Paul Graham.  It's an exciting nonprofit that another pal, Kate Courteau, is a part of.  The architectural innovation is cheap, sustainable, and durable; the plan is to spread this knowledge everywhere, empowering Sudanese people to rebuild their homes and their lives.  I'm still coordinating a trip there, but in the meantime, their founder Marie has been sending along some great updates via email, that she's allowed me to share with you.  Read more on their blog.

My SMBC Theater cameo

If you haven't watched any SMBC Theater shorts yet, you have my sympathies.  I've been begging Zach (doodles a little comic you might know called Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal) to be in one of these episodes for a while now.  And with my imminent departure to Armenia for my 3 month kiva fellowship, there wasn't any time to waste.  I can't tell you much about the skit, other than it involves D&D, time-travel, and a middle-part in my hair.  I'll post when it goes up!

Mister Splashy Pants doesn't translate well

The TED volunteer translation project is a remarkable endeavor.  And along with getting to see beautiful Arabic subtitles on my TED Talk, two super volunteers, Wolf Ruschke and Jens Heyer, did the German translation.  Admittedly, Mister Splashy Pants is a bit hard to translate, but what they came up with is rather amusing: Mister Splashy Pants ( = wet/splashy/dirty underpants)