Firstly, it's been almost 2 months since my last post, so I thought that I would share a thought that I had yesterday afternoon, but first.... some background.
When I was hiking in the Himalayas, we ascended (via jeep) to about 3,630 metres having started at a far lower altitude earlier in the day at Darjeeling. Now I'm told that a good rule of thumb when ascending is to rest for 1 day for every 1,000 metres you ascend. At first, I thought this was a load of bollocks, but rather than risk it, I heeded the words of my far wiser
travel companion - Vandit.
That night it was a struggle to breathe and sleep and Newman actually thought he was going to have a heart-attack, with chest pains and numbness in his hands. For my part, I felt extremely light-headed, feint and thought that I was going to pass out.
So I'm taking a shit yesterday, and I was pushing really hard, and suddenly I thought I was back in the Himalayas again, and it wasn't for the pleasant aroma either. There should be warnings on toilet doors reminding people of the risks of taking a dump, seriously. They have warnings for pretty much everything else, so why not?!
If there was, I doubt that Elvis would have had such a ghastly demise, and I wouldnt' have been within a few seconds more of gritted and determined exertion of feinting.
Now, I'd call that a triumphant return to blogging, wouldn't you?
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Nice return. As a good shit rates higher than a shit root, I wonder how that one compared?
(please don't answer that)
You are the Cable Guy. Did you manage to string it around the bowl or did you have to dig it out?
The wedding was fun, btw. Shame you couldn't make it.
Just think - they could have found you dead with that cable half way pressed. Oh, the headstone possibilities.......
linda veanes said to say "hi".
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