I am a 40 year old dude enjoying the wild often unplanned ride that is my Journey on the Road of Life and the story of my Climb to Safety.
Friday, December 25, 2009
A Kayaker's "The Night Before Christmas" With apologies to Clement Clark Moore
Not a creature was stirring not even an otter; The dry bags were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas would drop paddling goodies there; The children went off to bed without daddling,
Soon their heads were filled with dreams about paddling; Mamma in her fleece `kerchief and me in my wool cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap, When out on the water there arose such a splatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what's the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the water looked the whiteness of snow
It shone the luster of mid-day on the sea shore below, When what to my wondering eyes did reveal
But a great big old kayak and nine mighty seal, With a spry old paddler, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. More rapid than orca on course they soon came,
And a whistle he blew and then shouted their name; "Now Splasher! Now Bracer! Now Eddie and you Flo!
On Rocker On Roller, Curly, Larry and Moe! To the top of the dock, and up the beach now Haul!
Now Paddle Away! Paddle Away! Paddle Away All!" Off the beach, to the air and away they did fly,
With beautiful edge turns silhouetted against the night sky. Up to the house-top on course they now flew,
With a kayak full of toys, and old St. Nicholas too. In a twinkling, on the roof, there came such a sound,
The sound of a kayak running aground. As I grimaced at the noise thinking here must be a hole,
Down the chimney came St. Nick, and snapped up with a roll. He was dressed in a drysuit from his head to his foot,
And the gortex was tarnished with ashes and soot; With a bundle of toys on his back which did sag,
He looked like an old paddler carrying a heavy dry bag. His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his noise like a cherry, The beard on his chin was as white as sea foam,
It looked like it needed a brush or a comb; The stump of a whistle he held tight in his teeth,
The cord from the whistle circled his neck like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed like a fish called a Jelly. He was a happy ol' kayaker, a right jolly old salt,
And I laughed when I saw him, It wasn't my fault; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
He gave me the high sign, I had nothing to dread; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Filled the dry bags with goodies then turned with a jerk, Laying a finger aside of his little red nose,
A Brace he did do and up the chimney he rose; He sprang to his kayak, to his team blew the whistle,
And away they all paddled like a water borne missile. I heard him exclaim, ere he paddled out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night." "And may happiness and good health always be yours,"
May you always return, safely back to the shore" - Terry Gowler - Mount Vernon, WA
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5 Ways to Treat a Hangover, Seriously - Liquor Store
Perspiration! Prickly Pear Cactus Seriously? Yes. Researchers at Tulane University and University of California, San Francisco have found that prickly pear extract is proven to lessen inflammation, one of the major causes of hangovers. Treating a hangover isn’t the model of object you like to research, however sometimes your psyche is as result fried the after that morning that you might use the help.
Tulane for the holiday win!
--mak
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
World Aids Day -- 12/01/2009
Today is the day we commemorate World Aids Day. It is sad for me to still see and hear the stigma, ignorance, and even hate that surrounds this disease. There are a lot of places that you can go on the web to gain a better understanding of this plague. Several big misunderstandings are as follows. HIV = AIDs. It doesn't. Only "they" the despicable underbelly of our society can get this disease. Also not true. This disease is striking young, old, gay, straight, drug using, and non drug using. In short, anyone can catch this disease. There are quite a few precautions that you can take to reduce your risk. I won't go into them all but wearing a condom is one of them. Check out the following three websites to gain a better understanding of this disease.
Do yourself a favor. Do the world a favor. Go get yourself tested. The worst that can happen is that you find out that you are positive. There are treatments that slow the progress of the HIV disease. You can stop unwittingly spreading this disease. Working together we can stamp out this modern plague and prevent future generations from having to deal with it.
Today is the day that YOU can make that step and get tested. Knowledge is the best weapon we have. Just do it. :-)
Here in St. Louis you can get tested for free in quite a few places. One of which that comes to mind is the:
Saint Louis Effort for AIDS
1027 S. Vandeventer #700 >> Saint Louis, MO 63110
314.645.6451 >> Monday - Friday >> 9 am - 5 pm
http://www.stlefa.org/
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For all of you animal lovers.......
This is pretty simple... Please ask ten friends to each ask a further ten today!
The Animal Rescue Site is having trouble getting enough people to click on it daily so they can meet their quota of getting FREE FOOD donated every day to abused and neglected animals. It takes less than a minute (about 15 seconds) to go to their site and click on the purple box 'fund food for animals for free'. This doesn't cost you a thing. Their corporate sponsors/advertisers use the number of daily visits to donate food to abandoned/neglected animals in exchange for advertising.Here's the web site! Please pass it along to people you know.http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com/
(Verified on Snopes.com)
Because Everyone is Fighting
Some Kind of Battle."
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