I had another episode of impeccable timing today but it would be too hard to describe here. It's one of those "had to be there" things.
But, I would like to paint a mental BREACH image of me hiking in Black Canyon on Saturday:
My feet were shod with my muddy adidas hikers.
My loins were girded with my trademark black spandex.
My torso was covered BREACH with a weathered camo jacket.
My hands sported gloves of various shades of green.
A camo bandana was expertly tied around my head.
And then, I had my bright yellow daypack with BREACH a toy shotgun tied to the back.
It's a cool shotgun too. It has a orange plug at the end.
And that's how I hiked throughout Black Canyon. Where will Babar take me this week? To the Army Surplus Store and Grandma's with Sidekick! It shall be another grand adventure.
"Ahhh, you guys made me ink!" BREACH
For some reason, I have an infatuation with the word breach. It started at the airport. That's what they yell when someone gets passed security unauthorized. It sounds funny. Sidekick says it makes her think of whales.
Have a great day :)
1 comment:
How come you didn't say what it made me think of?
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