filthy, sweaty, loving it 4

Posted by Mark 18/10/2006 at 19h04

i’ve learnt to climb. The last few days have been all about clambering over set pieces, working out which cable to plug into where.
Not much actual strapping: Basheer & company are too good at that for me to bother even trying any more.

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I’m off to another Ramadan tent tomorrow night - let’s see if I manage to find the last pics before I go to the next one.

(still sick, manfully ignoring my death-rattles.)

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  1. Peter Wotton 19/10/2006 at 02h35

    Keep taking the tablets!

  2. Bean 19/10/2006 at 03h13

    Wait a minute. Just wait a minute. What happened to the comment I left yesterday? If I am so stupid that I didn’t press send I may have to apply for a carer.

    I think it’s about time for another lecture. You keep maintaining those three contact points! Grace is a small sacrifice to make for an intact skull.

    Now the sulk: Where are my Ramadan tent pics?

    And finally, please get better. Manliness is attractive in its way but it gets kind of cancelled out by the death rattles.

    The title of this post appeals to me. Why is that?

  3. Caryl 19/10/2006 at 07h19

    I like how I only find out about your blog when you leave insulting comments on mine!

    Isn’t there something criminal (or at least culturally insensitive) that you should be doing right now?

  4. mark 19/10/2006 at 14h47

    Dad - yes, alright, alright. I’m still going to wash them down with Franziskaner, though.

    Bean - apparently it fell into the bitbucket. I had a look, and I found the ones and zeroes, but I couldn’t work out how to put them together…

    I suspect the main source of danger is going to be riding on the roads - I still haven’t got a helmet, and the Qataris drive like madmen. (I’d like to give a shoutout to Allan “One-speed” Nance - this one’s for my crippled homiez.)

    and the reason that the title appeals to you is that you’ve got an extremely dirty mind. Don’t think I’ve forgotten the erotic-saddlemeat-barbarian post.

    Caryl - that’s because I’m a bastard. Ask anyone. Are you going to come to our barbecue tomorrow?

    as far as criminal or culturally insensitive acts go, today, I:

    • sweated copiously while riding in on a broken bike
    • had breakfast, morning tea, lunch, and afternoon tea, as well as wearing a camelbak for water all day
    • wore shorts and a t-shirt in Ramadan
    • swore vigorously when I broke a fluourescent tube
    • had a beer before sunset
    • burnt down a mosque while chanting “JC rocks the house, bitches!”
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