After living in Scotland, I thought I had any slang of the English language down pat. In fact, when I returned to the States, I rather pissed my mom off by answering her requests with phrases like “I can’t be arsed” (meaning, frankly I’m just too lazy), which let me tell you did not go [...]
Taking the Plunge in the Great Barrier Reef
January 27, 2009 By Leave a Comment
With all this talk of licking ant butts, cicadas with urinary tract disorders, giant man-eating lizards (perhaps I exaggerate a tad bit), it would only be fitting that I tell you about my underwater follies, no? You see, my mere days in the Great Barrier Reef coincided with a time of year I hate more [...]
Now I See Why They Call it That
January 24, 2009 By Leave a Comment
I guess I missed out on the whole spiel about Lizard Island—one of the most remote spots in the Great Barrier Reef—and its origins (that or I was too ADD to pay attention), because I was hurrying to breakfast our first morning on the isle and JUMPED OUT OF MY SKIN when this slithered across [...]
That Time I Licked an Ant’s Butt**
January 18, 2009 By 21 Comments
Sadly, this post is exactly what it seems, not a mere figure of speech (what would “licking an ant’s butt” mean figuratively anyway, you think?). While on Fitzroy Island in Australia last week, our intrepid outdoor guide Jeff helped us brave the wilds of the Aussie rainforest (or rather the 10-minute trek to Nudey Beach). [...]
