Life can be full of the unexpected. I was never expecting to work on the tree ambulance, or to be poisoned by a potato, or to get a soup recipe from Mr. T. I was never expecting an egg to dangerously explode by a camp fire, nor was I expecting to almost get a Hungarian…
Category: Letters
things you can do with your fridge
So I’m sitting there, thinking about my underwear. A few steps away is a giant chess board and a hot tub. In the evening I will be served large quantities chocolate cake, along with ice cream, for free. But it is about my underwear that I am thinking, when I finally ask myself: What’s the…
Song for a Punch in the Face
And once your clothes are soaked through, your money is dampened to pulp, and there is no prospect of finding any reprieve from being both wet and cold, you have to just keep singing. Because if you don’t, you might explode.
And because you have to remind the Universe that you’re still here.
Back in Compass, Drunk on Pen. Pants Quest: CONCLUSION
It should here be noted that all four new pens were obtained on a Thursday, which some of you might consider spooky … Kind of like how I only acquire new hats on days that I eat pizza, or how it rains if I step outside.
Pants and Peanuts
DAY 299 On Saturday I ate half a pound of peanuts. On Sunday I did the same. This food was supplemented by the complimentary breakfast that came with my hostel1; along with a Lindor Chocolate2 on Saturday and two apples on Sunday. On Sunday evening I walked back to my bed in the cold and…
Pants Quest. Broken Sandals. Poo in my Foot
My pants and sandals are falling apart. You may or may not be aware that I take great satisfaction in repairing things, and while I don’t claim to be good at it, I am usually good enough. And ‘good enough is perfect’ as they say, so by this philosophy you could argue that I am…
The Name of the Sherp
…instead of stopping for lunch on the sunny flat trail with a view, the organizers will choose to hike into the brush and set up our picnic on sloping damp ground, where the canopy will drop foliage into our food, block the sun, and obscure the view. We will be sitting next to a (supposedly) dead grenade from the French war.
body disposal
…and so we went off into the woods at dusk with a bag of dead mystery, two picks, and the wrong kind of shovel.
bediquette
Some people say that it is easier to ask for forgiveness than permission. People also say that the best revenge is living well. I do not abide by either. One of them is not good enough. The other I will not allow to be true.
Nemeses
What are we, really, without our enemies? What is a discussion without disagreement? Where would we be without those that defy us? On every trip I’ve taken, and in every stage of my life, I have had nemeses. In chess there is Trevor of the US Air Force — our games last months, and I…