This was the question asked of me as a young strapping lad by a fur-coat clad gent lurking in a shadowy road in the old section of Tours. Yes, the very same night (we) Wilson had the unfortunate incident with the more than slightly sunburned English mountaineer. Um, hello! OK, maybe it was our fault that even at 14 we had soundly developed twisted senses of humour, but it wasn't our fault that the hotel walls were paper thin and that our internal clocks hadn't adjusted to the 9 hour time difference. Hey! Even if the clock on the wall said 03:08, our bodies felt like it was still 18:08, and we were gonna goof off as 14 year olds are known to do. More on what I remember of that night in a future post.
But you can keep your precious 10 francs, because I'll give you something special for free! I've been kinda busy lately but a while back I took a break from studying to come up for air and I found this at Yongfook. I intended to post it up as a sign that I haven't walked away from this blogging thing and all, but completely forgot about it as the exam loomed until Lola commented that she always thought me a tree-hugger. OK sure, a tree hugger with right wing tendencies I be, but more appropriately a randomly generated computer test had this to say about me:
I'm working on the spontaneity, but perhaps some computer somewhere knows me better than I'll ever know.
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