pop the glock

today, re-visited germany, uk, and the netherlands. while working, met one of the three architects of the german pavilion itself. he told me about how the german pavilion is inspired by the structure of an umbrella. post-shift, massive turnout at the brazil party. i enjoy seeing the familiar partymongers stroll in to pavilion parties in packs, representatives from the danes, swedes, australians, kazakhstanis, canadians, us. the traditional brazilian dancing and drums inspired me to visit the real place someday. plus i want to see the big jesus. we were given tinsel boas and masks and confetti poppers that sprayed colored confetti into the air, into my gifted kiwi caipirinha, and all over the floor. i met a lithuanian named vitas on the shibo dadao bus home. he said, yes, like the singer. i work at eightthirty tomorrow morning, seven hours away from now. with eleven days of expo left, i'm going to attend every party i'm invited to and then some.