Posted on 02/12/2018 6:41:59 AM PST by Joe 6-pack
Okay, that’s funny, I posted mine before I read yours.
I was here in FL, alternately lounging on the beach, picking oranges, and beating up my boyfriend (who lives with my husband and I) with a can of shrimp.
Seriously though, I was actually reviewing our logic lessons for the week for my 7th grade homeschooler. Perhaps Katie Couric would like to sit in sometime.
I was nowhere, because I’m not watching that crap.
I did grow up in the canals of Metairie, Louisiana. In them, because, of course, they flooded and over topped their banks fairly often.
Then you walk around in them trying to dodge the floating colonies of pissed off fire ants, which I’m pretty sure someone else recently reported as being a phenomenon of Climate Change, or some $hit like that.
Anywho, I’m at least twice as efficient as the Dutch, and four times as efficient as Katty Coorick, and also much better looking.
Last I remember we were running through the woods; then waking up, here in the hospital, with moose bites all over me and my sister.
I was in Ohio doing a drive-by in a horse and carriage.
I snowshoe to my office. Takes about three hours, nice brisk walk.
I was surfing down from El Segundo to the Hermosa Pier. When I got off my board someone gave me the news!
Gnarly dude!
Coincidentally, I am in Stockholm, Sweden and commuting to my consulting gig riding in the back of a reindeer sleigh.
I’m surprised that the reindeer doesn’t get upset seeing us sitting on reindeer pelts, keeping us warm. But then again, maybe that’s why he is running so fast!
Seriously.
I was wearing wooden clogs on the frozen canal when I almost got hit by a windmill sail that had broken loose while eating a stroopwafel with my bitterballen.
First grade, maybe?
In Washington drinking a Starbux and riding the ferry to work at Boeing/Microsoft/Amazon.
Wuz here in back woods Tennessee chawin on sum tobaccy and walkin to my favorite fishin hole with Tom and” Amish Jim”.
I was in Sh-caga packin heat on da way to da hit. Now fuhget about it!
“Keeping an eye out for rattlers and bobcats. And canals?...
I wasn’t so worried about the canals, it was their lack of ice.
I’m in St. Louis. My morning commute started with a ride up into the Gateway Arch and then I spent a couple hours alternately dodging car-jackers and the racist police on my way to work. On my way home I’ll dress like Brett Hull and skate the open sewers (dubbed River Des Peres) back to my house.
Here in Florida we were dodging lawn chairs and aluminum siding being ripped off by hurricane force winds.............
You ate a dugout canoe?................
Me and my brother were sharin a horse and the Indians attacked and pinned us together with a single arrow. We barely survived.
I was in rural Pennsylvania, clinging bitterly to my guns and bible, counting my tooth, and proposing to my sister.
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