I was talking with my mom and heard an interesting story about one of my aunts that happened a few weeks ago. Apparently she and her husband (I suppose that makes him my uncle) were up visiting my grandparents in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho. They decided to make a roadtrip on their Harleys (sorry, I don't know exactly what they ride - I only saw them, briefly, in a mirror once and don't really know the models very well). They're quite the Harley aficionados - they were all decked up in their HD branded boots and jackets and the like. Except helmets. They refuse to wear them, to the point of being adamant about it, but this trip they had to accede to the law, as their route took them through Oregon and Washington.

As they were preparing to leave, one of my cousins (who also lives in Idaho) was at the grandparents house and asked them why the helmets were strapped to the bikes and not on their heads, and went on to admonish them in that well-meaning prepubescent sort of way. My grandfather then joined in and started to admonish them - my aunt in particular - about not wearing a helmet. All the same, they would not budge, and refused to put on the lids. He was pretty persistent, however, and finally won the argument by pointing out that the Washington state border was all of 10 miles away, and that they may as well put them on now as they would have to go to the hassle of stopping and dismounting just to put them on in a few minutes.

Just a few miles short of the border (of course), disaster struck. From what I was told, some piece of luggage came loose (they say she had it attached with a bungee-cord) and somehow got caught up in the rear wheel, locking it up while she was doing 60. Since no one likes to fess up to an unintentional crash, the "official" line is that she chose to lay it down - but regardless of the circumstances, she and the bike were separated while still in motion. Some short amount of time and many yards of asphalt later, the bike was bereft of all its decorative bits and her overpriced HD gear had been chewed to shreds. The helmet that she had planned on keeping strapped to the bike for a few more miles was no longer useful but her head was intact and she was conscious enough to sit up before her husband had time to turn around and get to her.

Luckily for her the extent of her injuries are numerous bruises, a few scrapes and a sprained wrist - not to mention a large dose of being sore. The incident, however, scared her husband into converting to ATGATT. She's vowed the same, assuming she chooses to get back in the saddle again (she's quite rattled).

As for me - I have never understood the folks who ride without at least a helmet. I understand the reason, I have once or twice done a loop around the block without one and get the whole "wind in your hair" aspect. All the same, I cringe whenever I see someone buzzing down the highway with nothing but a pair of sunglasses and maybe a bandanna gracing their cranium, and have this irrational fear that I'm going to see one of them go down and turn into a human crayon in front of me. Yuck.

Mood: confused

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So I'm going to try something at Orfunner that I've never tried before.

I'm going to do improv stand up comedy. I only wish I were kidding. Hell maybe it'll turn out that I am as I plan on spending at least 80% of the time in a drunken stupor.

My plan is to, throughout the day, have people write subjects on pieces of paper which I will then collect into my magic hat. At the time of my performance, once I have it prime drunken stupority, I will pull a subject out at random and tell you a story about it.

And then I will invite others to come on stage and tell stories with me.

It should be interesting. I hope i'm funny enough to get a giggle or two.

Tags: comedy, orfunner

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Take your god and shove him

So yeah, there have been a lot of reasons why I haven't been very wordy around here lately. One is certainly that I've just been crazy busy at camp. Another is that this pregnancy things has been in the works for a while, and we decided we didn't want to talk to anyone about it until I was actually pregnant. I don't know, in retrospect, how brilliant a decision that was, but I knew that once I made the decision for sure to go ahead and try, I would be anxious enough, and various baby-hungry relatives would be so excited... Basically I was going to be impatient enough, I didn't want to deal with "Are you pregnant yet?" check-ups.

Not that we really had to worry about this. Had the IUD out in July. Pregnant in August. Not a lot of waiting time.

My sister informs me that my name from now on is Myrtle the Fertile Turtle.

Yeah. And there have been some other things that I have been processing that for one reason or another I just wasn't ready to discuss publicly. Most notably, a book, God After Darwin, which I love so much and so intensely that I am constantly torn between wanting to make other people read it and being afraid of other people reading it. Because I'm still processing it and not ready for criticism of it, and because reading the book I am conscious of a hundred things, books, ideas in my life that have prepared me for many of the ideas in this book. But then this morning Jefferson yanked out my hundred little bookmarks of all the ideas I wanted to someday discuss here and to be able to look up easily. So I'm trying to let go of that a little bit.

And maybe someday I will overcome my extreme abhorrence of writing in books. And then I won't have to worry about my dozens of slips of paper and Jefferson's grasping hands.

So. Pregnancy. Religion. The ultimate fate of the universe. These are the things that have been weighing on my mind lately. How about you?

I was wondering who of you will be attending his acceptance speech at Invesco field in Denver next Thursday?

Tags: dnc

I saw the words "ripped anus" and my first response was "what sort of exercise machine would one use to get that result?"

Mood: amused

songs about the 4th of july. thank you

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