A penis for happiness

And I thought I make the darnest mistakes when learning new languages.  Madam de Gaulle just takes the cake.

Madame de Gaulle was said to have been lunching with the American ambassador at the time of her husband's retirement when she was asked what she was most looking forward to in the years ahead.

She thought for a moment before announcing boldly: "A penis". A startled hush fell over the table until the former president leant over and said: "My dear, I think it's pronounced 'happiness'."

Ramming a Daycare

Was reading the news about the fire that claimed a daycare in Mexico.  Some parents rammed the daycare with their vehicles in order to break down the walls to rescue the kids.

Condolence to all the families and friends of the young victims, but I think the parents who rammed the school did a great job.  There is a time and place for complacency (or maybe there isn't one, if you ask me.) and rescue isn't one of them.  

I have had enough of HKCU paddlers criticizing me for disregarding regulations and rules.  Of course you're not supposed to paddle the channel at night, but that's what you have to do if the sun decides to set while you're still on the water.   It's not like I'm just going to capsize and decide to die.

Numb-fingers

My right hand fingers went numb on Monday, when I paddled with Phil in the morning then joined Man-Sir for K1.  Not sure what it is, something like that happened to my right ring finger when I paddled from Lamma to TPC then back to Lamma, pushing for well over 50km everyday continuously.  Man Sir said I chose a paddle shaft that's too thick for my small hands, so I switched, it felt a little better, but it still tingles after a while.  Then Man-Sir commented that I'm pushing the blade too far astern, especially since I wasn't rotating my torso.  Bahh, I need to work on my coordination from ground zero.

So I decided to rest for a few days before it gets any worse.  Weather's been nice anyway, which makes good shopping days but relatively boring paddling.  Want to go camping though, think I'll hang a hammock or pitch a bivy sometimes this week or next.

Got an e-mail from Keiko -- life in Japan seems like such a long time ago.  If I have to be honest I really didn't enjoy Utsunomiya; but if I get to stay near the water, I wouldn't mind going back to Japan again.

Right.  Am going to go back onto the water tomorrow.  So I better get ready for bed.