Things I learned this weekend:
The people who love you will tell you that you look great even after you've been on a plane for three hours.
The state of marriage can be riotously funny when inappropriately implied.
A massage is a great Saturday morning activity.
There is a healthy trade in reproduction brothel tokens. Market value: $3.
Authentic brothel tokens sell for at least $10.
The going rate for a chastity belt is $62.
Double-entendre vegetable crate labels are hours of fun.
Stacking rocks can be meditative.
Stacking rocks is fun.
With enough effort, you can stack rocks into unlikely and unusual piles.
My friends actually like to hike. They don't just do it to humor me.
Brandy old-fashioneds should not be ordered anywhere but Wisconsin.
There are very few roadside toilets in Arizona.
Paying 50 cents to use the toilet may result in a serendipitous brush with something amazing.
My mobile phone service extends to the rim of the Grand Canyon.
Two weeks is a long time to wait for an answer to a question.
Patience, grace and trust are virtues of practice, not possession.
Scatalogical humor never loses its appeal.
A traffic accident in rural Arizona can cause a back-up for five miles and forty-five minutes.
If you stacked rocks meditatively that morning, the forty-five minute traffic jam on the way to the airport might not disturb your peace of mind.
The people who love you can sense you are tense despite your insistence that your peace of mind is undisturbed.
Making your plane does a great deal to restore one's peace of mind.
So does a weekend full of sun, positive energy, physical activity, relaxation and good food with great friends.
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