"I should really, really never do heroin."
Well folks, sorry, but I haven’t really done anything interesting in the past week.
I mean, going to the Triangle for the NC Press awards was enlightening and on the blog, jderrickstar.blogspot.com, being in webmaster Chad’s truck when the drive shaft fell out was entertaining ("Thanks, glad to be able to entertain you" – Chad) , and helping managing editor Alan Jenkins pack and ship his mum’s three-bedroom house to south Georgia were interesting experiences, but not really outdoors related.
And if I don’t fit something outdoorsy in here folks will talk, some to me, mostly to sports guru Alan Ford, so hmmm….
Most folks in the office know I have a certain affinity for cola. A simple look in the break room aluminum recycling bin shows a dominance by my favorite flavor.
Sam’s Choice, precisely. Not shaken, not stirred.
It’s cheap. It’s caffeine. It’s kept me going through college, a job, another job… and on the long uncaffeinated day of the press awards I noticed I was going through withdrawal.
During the banquet (I won a wine-making kit in a silent auction) I noticed a growing headache.
Though harder beverages were served along with water and tea, they weren’t a factor. For a while I wondered about my sinuses, but then I realized I hadn’t had a soda all day.
Which makes me start thinking. If I was on a long hike, or on some other wilderness trip, or stranded on a deserted island would my appreciation of (slight addiction to) caffeine be a problem?
How about you other outdoorsy folks? Any takes of cigarette cravings in the wilds of Alaska, Appalachian Trail chocoholics? Wanna write a column on it? Please? I’ll give you soda….
I’ve heard about folks backpacking with six-packs of beer, only to have their shaken brews explode at the high altitudes of scenic mountaintops. The old, hereby nameless, boy scout who told me that then advocated use of hard liquor in small flasks as a lightweight alternative, but I’ve hereunto just taken his word for it.
I’ve not noticed caffeine being too large a factor for my outdoorsy exploits in the past, but I sure enjoyed tossing back some soda when I got home from press awards that night.
Yeah, it was 1 a.m.
It’s okay, I’ve fallen asleep halfway through a cola before.
But really, this stuff isn’t good for you. In fact it’s really not good for you.
And then came Lent, and the discussion of folks giving up their little pleasures/sins/hobbies for 40 days… and my beloved soda wound up on the block.
"I did that one year. I was not a happy camper, but I did it," said photo editor Jeff.
"Thanks for the encouragement," thought John, "can we all just talk a little more softly…."
I’ve got a headache.
I should really, really never do heroin.
I mean, going to the Triangle for the NC Press awards was enlightening and on the blog, jderrickstar.blogspot.com, being in webmaster Chad’s truck when the drive shaft fell out was entertaining ("Thanks, glad to be able to entertain you" – Chad) , and helping managing editor Alan Jenkins pack and ship his mum’s three-bedroom house to south Georgia were interesting experiences, but not really outdoors related.
And if I don’t fit something outdoorsy in here folks will talk, some to me, mostly to sports guru Alan Ford, so hmmm….
Most folks in the office know I have a certain affinity for cola. A simple look in the break room aluminum recycling bin shows a dominance by my favorite flavor.
Sam’s Choice, precisely. Not shaken, not stirred.
It’s cheap. It’s caffeine. It’s kept me going through college, a job, another job… and on the long uncaffeinated day of the press awards I noticed I was going through withdrawal.
During the banquet (I won a wine-making kit in a silent auction) I noticed a growing headache.
Though harder beverages were served along with water and tea, they weren’t a factor. For a while I wondered about my sinuses, but then I realized I hadn’t had a soda all day.
Which makes me start thinking. If I was on a long hike, or on some other wilderness trip, or stranded on a deserted island would my appreciation of (slight addiction to) caffeine be a problem?
How about you other outdoorsy folks? Any takes of cigarette cravings in the wilds of Alaska, Appalachian Trail chocoholics? Wanna write a column on it? Please? I’ll give you soda….
I’ve heard about folks backpacking with six-packs of beer, only to have their shaken brews explode at the high altitudes of scenic mountaintops. The old, hereby nameless, boy scout who told me that then advocated use of hard liquor in small flasks as a lightweight alternative, but I’ve hereunto just taken his word for it.
I’ve not noticed caffeine being too large a factor for my outdoorsy exploits in the past, but I sure enjoyed tossing back some soda when I got home from press awards that night.
Yeah, it was 1 a.m.
It’s okay, I’ve fallen asleep halfway through a cola before.
But really, this stuff isn’t good for you. In fact it’s really not good for you.
And then came Lent, and the discussion of folks giving up their little pleasures/sins/hobbies for 40 days… and my beloved soda wound up on the block.
"I did that one year. I was not a happy camper, but I did it," said photo editor Jeff.
"Thanks for the encouragement," thought John, "can we all just talk a little more softly…."
I’ve got a headache.
I should really, really never do heroin.
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