Synchronicity and Other Junk

It’s #BlogCrawl Saturday and, wouldn’t you know it, a crowd showed up and I was late.  Oh well, I got there and the night’s topic was already set.  I suspect it was Holly J. who thought this up:  Synchronicity featuring skinny dipping and a proud life moment that’s not family related.

Uhhhhhhh…..hmmmm.  That sounds like a lot of thinking and I gave my brain the night off.  So here’s the Synchronicity (2).

 

 

As for the skinny dipping, I did it once and scraped the heck out of my tender flesh.  Of course, I was a little tipsy and it was the middle of the night at the Cosumnes River.  I don’t know how it is now, but back then there were a lot of vandalized newspaper machines in that river.

 

The Cosumnes River

 

Proud, non-family related moment goes back to my culinary school days.  I lived in the dorm at the beginning in a seedy old building in the Tenderloin district of San Francisco.  My two friends Gordon and Brad lived a couple floors above me and theirs was widely regarded as the party room.  Usually there were plenty of bodies crammed in there but one afternoon when I knocked, it was just the two guys.  The room had a bunk and a single bed crammed inside, the bottom bunk bed was packed with boxes, clothes and god only knows what else.  Brad dropped something behind the dresser that was squeezed in the corner, the dresser was piled high with junk, so he was trying to fish out his whatever from the top bunk bed.  

I sat on Gordon’s bed and watched for several long minutes as Brad tried this and that, stretched, made a crappy tool from a wire hanger and swore a lot.  It was amusing, so I let him.  But I get bored easily, so I asked the guys why they just didn’t remove some stuff from the bottom bunk and go in from the side.

They stared at each other and me with very pleased expressions and Gordon said, “Look at the big brain on Cairn!”

After that, it was well known that I can solve many of life’s trickier problems with ease.  I’m pretty proud of that.

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