UGANDA! Why must you be so AWESOME? Countries of the world, be warned, Uganda is blowing you fools out of the water. My previous best country, South Africa, is starting to look woefully out of touch with all things hermitly. New Zealand has started a slight run as well, but nothing like the numbers Uganda is churning out. They might be my early pick for the Memorial Anthony of Egypt National Most Hermitly Prize. Anthony of Egypt is, as we all know, a christian saint from the 4th century AD who spent his life exploring all things hermitly in the Egyptian desert. So, countries of the world, if you want the prestige, limitless press and fabulous wealth afforded to the winner of the Memorial Anthony of Egypt National Most Hermitly Prize, you are going to have to work harder, a lot harder, because Uganda is destroying worlds on my stats page. (To the US: You are not eligible).
Well, I awoke full of hope, spunk, grit and moxie this morning. I was ready for a full day of accomplishing minor tasks and tending to minor needs, but it got colder. For most of the day it was 30 below (-34.4 for everybody in the running for the Memorial Anthony of Egypt National Most Hermitly Prize), but has started to warm at a rapid rate, and Sancho and I are now existing in a balmy -22 (-30 C). For that reason I had to start the fire early and keep it going all day, which has done terrible things to the woodpile. I needed to replenish it, a strenuous task requiring several hours labor, so instead I filled a milk crate with wood and am using that. The pile can wait.
I went for a ski and saw some moose tracks following the trail, which is great, but I was afraid we were going to sneak up on it. Sancho has a history of bringing angry, charging moose directly back to his masters, and today was one of the few days I hadn't equipped myself with a 50 caliber revolver before exercising. No moose, though, and now Sancho is sufficiently tired to be tolerable. The sky was overcast, which was weird considering it was so cold. There was just enough sky showing around the edges that it made me feel like I was stuck underneath the Mothership.
And then the Mothership caught fire! More fun for everyone!
Why a Mothership, you ask? Because I have started watching Battlestar Galactica, and I am hopelessly addicted. You are not allowed to accuse me of nerdiness our you will be recused from the Memorial Anthony of Egypt National Most Hermitly Award, widely recognized as the coolest award on the planet!
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