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Losing My Mind

June 11th, 2006

If you could choose, in your least lucid moment, something to do on a holiday, what would it be?

Liberal Party Leadership Convention?

The Escape from Alcatraz Triathalon?

Run With the Bulls? (or did I cover that already with the Liberal Party Leadership Convention?)

The new years day Polar Bear Swim?

In the spirit of the above, and with bats squealing in my belfry, I jump on my bicycle tomorrow and ride to Parry Sound Ontario, some 350 plus KMs away.

Due to space, weight, electricity constraints I will not be bringing any computer with me. Due to time constraints, I don’t expect it to matter.

Me, the fresh air, the road and the F*&^&*ing trucks. What a way to spend a holiday. (At least I’ll be 1975 stylish in my new Led Zeppelin bike shirt – left)

As you go about your business this week, think of me not going about mine and remember, your day could be a lot worse; and mine probably is.

Me? I’ll be thinking of my all time favourite line from one of my all time favourite movies, Young Frankenstein:

[Froederick and Igor are exhuming a dead criminal]

Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: What a filthy job.
Igor: Could be worse.
Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: How?
Igor: Could be raining.
[it starts to pour]

(feel free to give me your favourite movie quote in the comments section. Ron, you go first:

Well, it’s one louder, isn’t it? It’s not ten. You see, most blokes, you know, will be playing at ten. You’re on ten here, all the way up, all the way up, all the way up, you’re on ten on your guitar. Where can you go from there? Where?)

I’ll see you all in a week, enjoy!


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