YS: Why is it that when I wake between dreams at 4am the first thing my brain thinks is your name, Morgan Changari?

Morgan Changari: Maybe it’s because you love me.

YS: I think it’s because I’ve been watching the news too much.

Morgan Changari: Melinda Ogden.

YS: Morgan Changari, Russian tanks are rolling into Georgia.

Morgan Changari: Vesna Nazor.

YS: Morgan Changari, I’ve never thought much about Africa. It’s a big place. It’s a funky place.

Morgan Changari: Do tell.

YS: The South African trades unions were protesting tonight and it was the most in-tune, rhythmic group of trade unionists I’ve ever seen.

Morgan Changari: Certainly.

YS: Morgan Changari, the Sydney trade unionists were protesting on the news the night before and in comparrison they looked mentally handicapped.

Morgan Changari: disabled.

YS: Morgan Changari, isn’t the phrase, “power sharing” an oxymoron?

Morgan Changari: a defense of poetry

YS: I’m entering the food chain.

Morgan Changari: Vesna.    Nazor.

YS: I hæt those Israel.

Morgan Changari: I løve those Uighur.

YS: I have to say the way that small payments are asked for small pieces of software for the ipod touchy/iphone is ingenious. I don’t know about you, Morgan Changari, but I’m more inclined to pay for something small if the price is small, whereas I wouldn’t pay a large price for something like microsoft word.

Morgan Changari: Pirates off the Somali coast.

YS: The two I’ve found worth paying for so far are files and Wifitrak.

Morgan Changari: