6 months in MIT / What are they searching my pages for / Guess which country

6 months in MIT

And still going strong. Actually, stronger every day. Very good. Today, a lecture in the morning, during which we found out that we did our latest Operations management assignment absolutely correctly. I sense an "A" coming (it will go good to my 4.8 GPA from the first 93 units). Then, some food with S and a visit to the Kresge chapel. They did not marry us, nor did they wed us either. As a matter a fact, both priests were suspiciously absent. Maybe that was just OK. There was nobody in the big Kresge-auditorium either. It was time to have coffee. In the afternoon, 4 hours concentrated agonizing or fun with the accounting assingment (83% done) with Dave. Then, stealing the cake in the SDM-office. In some wineshop they tried to intoxinate us. We bought some bottles and were able to escape. But the conspiracy succeeded as you may notice.
A sign in MIT: "MIT students do not pay tax. All others pay tax. We apologize for any inconvenience." Rather polite.

What are they searching my pages for

Some Google-searches, which have led someone to my pages lately.

• hotel manaca
• Brazilian tanning oil they sell on ipanema
• travelling trips
• Newbury comics and Entrepreneurial strategy
• matti kinnunen
• checkoslovakia
• apollo chicken harvester
• Chocklate Plant
• D. Winter + Epilä
• hammock + stand + selfmade
• The life and pictures of scientist invention
• Cotton Candy machine price
• Liemandt can lead to confusion over specific roles
• personality characteristics in Liemandt culture
• sobrium 10
• work shops or lectures taking place in manhattan in 2005
• map of checkoslovakia
• ginko goethe poem
• china pantyhose-leg
• "without any shoes" " socks"
• what did thay invent in ancient singapore
• mane sexy maNE
• "revere beach" coffee wifi

Guess which country

Which country does this paragraph describe, if any:

Our previous president was a self-indulgent bubba though one with an undeniable roguish charm and a certain wonkish fascination with policy with the morals of an alley cat. [...] The president before them, although smarter and better informed than his critics ever acknowledged, got by largely on the stagecraft he learned as an actor. The president before that was an utter disaster, an ineffectual and inveterate micro-manager without a clue about a bigger picture. The president before that was a football player (which is not necessarily an insult but not necessarily an endorsement of intellectual prowess either), and the president before that was a crook.

Next, you can read the whole article by Alan Bock. It may or may not make sense.

Alun perin julkaistu kuukausikoosteessa "Blogs from July to September 2005".