Saturday, May 28, 2005

Duck Duck Duck - - Goose!

Days Walking - 103

Sharon - I'm sorry to hear that you guys knew the boy who drowned. I hope that the other kids take note of this sad incident and take more care. It usually takes a horrible accident for people to change their foolish ways.

We got a late start today, my fault. I had a claustrophobic attack and could not bear to don my backpack. How embarrassing. Yes - I do sadly, occasionally have such issues, though I have tried to keep quiet about it.

Church blames fatigue and low blood sugar as a trigger, and gave me a dose of honey from her stash. I think she's planning to write a paper on all of our psychosis. I'll bet she has calculated down to the third decimal place which one of us will go apesh*t first.

Is it me? It could be me. I'll bet it's me. I don't think it's me. It could be any of us, it's always the quiet ones and there's no telling what's going to set someone off. It took me like an hour to chill out and be able to wear my crushing 3000 pounds of equipment without scratching my own eyes out with my feet.

Early on today, our lives threatened to turn into a Gilligan's Island episode. After about an hour of morning hiking, we came across a thick white cable coming out of the ground.

We came across this underground cable that had been uncovered by Spring runoff. Jake found it first, he was out ahead of us, and by the time we reached him, he had started digging more of it up and was planning to bust into the outer casing.

I mentioned Gilligan's Island cause that was one of the episodes - this undersea phone cable washes up in the lagoon and they make a phone out of coconuts (like you do) and spend the rest of the episode trying to convice random people across the planet that they are marooned on an Uncharted Desert Isle.

So we stopped Jake, with some not inconsiderable effort. That boy really wanted to hack into whatever this cable was and reach out and touch someone. It could have been anything, there was no way to tell what was inside. Not to mention it's illegal.

We took a reading today of 68 degrees, whoo hoo! We also got rained on and were entertained by a thunderstorm. It's thrilling and scary to see the snaking, bluefire-tongues darting to the ground.

You can see the storms coming for a long distance. When they're really far away, the lightning doesn't even look like bolts, just flashes. Like heat lightning, but you know it isn't.

It's freaky to watch it roll overhead, but I try to be glad that I'm not the tallest one in the group.

It's kind of like the old story where the two guys are being chased by a bear - the first guys says "I don't have to be faster than the bear, I just have to be faster than you!" So as long as tall people like Kwame and Adrian are around, they should get struck first.

Did I mention the totally hot dream I had last night? I don't know if you guys are down with erotica...

Litany Webb, signing off

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1 Comments:

At 11:30 AM, Blogger Kato said...

Hot dream, you say?

 

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