NaBloPoMo Day Two Post Two -Taiwanese Toilets

Mac and cheese, or rather some tube like noodles and cheese is what I'm having for dinner. I'm a lousy cook but can bake fairly well. I'm left brained and it's obvious. I'd like to be less nerdy, but I can't, never could really. Some people claim to like it and think it's cute...but some how I suspect "cute" really means something equivalent to "look at the girl who can't walk but tries so hard, you can't help but adore her effort"...I'll take what I can get I guess.

Anyway, as I promised, a blog a day. I'll give you some words and a story and be on my merry noodle eating way!

Taiwanese Toilets

I'd been out of the country before...Mexico, Ireland, and now Taiwan. It was a school Fellowship to see the earthquake damage of Chi-Chi Taiwan. It was a treat to go, and I had almost decided not to even send in the application. But I did, and I was accepted, and I went. I was nervous as anyone could imagine, going alone to a country that was of Chinese language, nothing of which I could speak or understand.

I was alone, did I mention that? I was meeting a handful of other students in Taiwan. Fortunately for me, I managed to meet one of those students in Detroit before heading into Taiwan. Thankfully I didn't have to be scared alone! We could be scared together. Anyway, cut to the chase, we had a crazy driver that got us to our hotel, then I realized I'd left my money at home. Luckily I had just come from Ireland less than 24 hours before, so I did have money on me! I'm certain I cried for about 2 or three hours before I passed out from exhaustion. Then the adventure was on!

The trip was all in all, very cool! I learned a lot, met really great people, became adventurous with food (you'll eat anything if you are hungry enough), and got to see some very unique things in a part of the world I may have not seen otherwise.

The part I want to tell you about is the toilets. In many of the places we traveled (with the exception of hotels/rest stops/finer dining establishments) the men's restrooms/bathrooms/water closets/what-ever-the-hell-you-call-it were traditional toilets with a seat and tank and a lid and a flusher. I know this because of the conversations we had with the boys. In the women's restrooms/bathrooms/water closets/what-ever-the-hell-you-call-it were holes in the ground. Yes, a simple pipe that came up to collect waste. Imagine my surprise when I walk in to use the toilet and open the stall door and see a hole! I walked back out and saw the universal "chick in a dress symbol"...yep girls in here. I stood and looked. A girl walked in, went into the stall, I saw her squat, I saw her "waste", I cringed. Really? This is how I have to do this? Camping style? Well okay...only had three beers by now and have to squat. Okay, I'm used to hovering, how hard can this be? Well about five minutes later I braved the stall, I squatted, I wasted...it was a toilet experience I'll never forget!

Words...

feeling fist:The fist used to express deep or extreme emotion during a song, in which the singer extends a fisted hand and brings it back in towards the body with intensity of emotion.

In Use: When singing Hungry Eyes on the karaoke machine, Joe impressed us all with a perfect feeling fist.

pitching wedge: Someone who only looks good from far away.
ride on dubs: To drive a car with 20-inch or larger rims.
lappy: Short for laptop computer; especially old and outdated models.
midnight gardening: The act of passing out or falling over in foliage after large amounts of liquor have been consumed.
no homo: Phrase used after one inadvertently says something that sounds gay.

In Use: His ass is mine. No homo.

...A Continuation...

...to finish where I left off yesterday, poor Dave and Eric are trying to figure out who would change the locks while they were both away and also clean the backyard. Come to find out, there was a house down the street that had been foreclosed. The bank sent someone out to change the locks on the house and clean the debris from the backyard. Mistakenly, they got the wrong house. I find that stories like these only happen to people I know some how.

SO, what is your crazy story??!!??

Also, Kelly's mom, the lovely Ms. Tina Fisher, is totally up on her evil paybacks by knowing what an upper-decker happens to be. So for those of you that do not know, an upper-decker is when someone takes the lid off the tank of the toilet, does their business (a nasty number two), and puts the lid back! It's weird and evil!

Today was a long rough day of meetings that resulted in yet more bad note taking!



Favor time, I have a social media acquaintance, that for the purpose of this blog I am claiming as a friend, who has a poll on his site. It's a simple single question that I hope you will take the 30 seconds to go answer. It does me a favor and it does him a favor, and he is good people! So, go here, and thank you! If you have already done so, thank you so very much for being awesome!

Now, lastly I want to say thank you to Steph(aka Ironstef), Amanda, Mike C., Sharline, and Tina F. It is very rewarding when people comment on things I have written. It means you read! So thanks for checking my stuff out, I check your stuff out too! [Ed. Note, that sounds wrong...]

I'll have to give you today's word tomorrow!

My Newest Dream . . .

My newest dream . . .

So in this episode of 'My Crazy Dreams' . . . Eva and I were arrested!
This is what happened in my dream . . . a group of us including me, Eva, Rae, Josh, Trish, Jason, and some of Jason and Josh's friends all go out some how packed into one car and cause some trouble. We broke a few things and caused enough problems that the cops were out looking for us.

We go into hiding at Rae and Josh's place in some far away city. While there I discover that they have an obsession with toilets and bathrooms. In this one house they have three bathrooms, one of which has 3 toilets in it! That was Rae's bathroom!

Eventually Eva and I have to leave, and so we take the car we have (an old huge boat of a car) and we head back to our home town. Some how along the way we picked up Tori and Erica, who were looking adorable as ever and Eva and I decided that they would help us escape from trouble because they were so adorable. Bad people don't hang our with adorable people, right!?!?

SO we go eat, and cops walk by us never recognizing that we are who they are looking for; we think we have escaped our doom! We leave the restaruant, and Tori and Erica go home; Eva and get back into our boat of car and head closer into town. There we run into a road block. At this road block they recognize Eva (whose hair is long and braided). They arrest her and have a hard time restraining her so they cuff her wrists and ankles and carry her to a cell. In this time I am also arrested, but only my wrists are cuffed. I walk into a cell next to Eva.

Eva and I think we are being arrested for our previously mentioned antics, we kept silent not to rat out the rest of the gang. We were wrong though, that isn't why they were looking for us! This is the reason we were arrested . . . some years ago (in my dream) Eva and I go to Ireland, while there we use some special calling cards that allow us to collect "Travel Money" with each card used. We come home and since the value here at home was higher than in Ireland, we get more of a trip than the card company had planned. We used our "Travel Money" to go to Dublin, Ohio!! Well apparently they said we were commiting fraud. Who knew!? Anyway, they had all sorts of evidnece against us.

I don't recall what happened after that because my alarm was going off. However I do know that in this dream Eva and I got to share a TV, and we watched the History Channel and Discovery. The cops were so surprised by our knowledge and desire to learn that they were convinced the evidence against us was a farce and so we got all sorts of special treatment!