I’ve Never Skied Naked

62f3e412-a061-49f0-bcab-4003b9716ea9.jpegThat is not me in the picture. Just to set the record straight, I have never in my life skied naked. Yet there is a rumor floating around the blogosphere that I have, indeed done so.

It all started when Rory (A Guy Called Bloke) posted about being nominated for the Sunshine Blogger Award. In that post, he included me in the group of bloggers he nominated to pay it forward and he posed a bunch of questions, the nature of which Rory is wont to ask (i.e., weird ones).

Being the accommodating blogger that I am, I wrote a post with my answers to Rory’s weird questions. That post is HERE.

Rory’s second question asked, “What’s the most fun you have ever had without the obvious, naked?” I interpreted Rory’s question to ask about the most fun I’ve had without being naked. And so I responded, “Without being naked? Um, downhill snow skiing at Taos in New Mexico?”

Think about what I wrote. I wrote, “Without being naked?” Maybe I misunderstood Rory’s question, but my response was clearly talking about not being naked. Am I right or what?

But apparently a number of bloggers glommed on to the notion that I skied naked. I figured this misconception would eventually fizzle out.

But no. Today, Mel, over at Crushed Caramel, “gifted” me with this pair of thermal underwear. 7ADB5CB0-32D5-4A88-A7EE-ECB209E1224AShe wrote, “My first priority is a gift to Fernando* Fandango, the creator of This, That, and The Other. I would like to give the gift of thermal underwear for skiers. Specialist skiers underwear that is also aerodynamic. It won’t slow you down on the ski slopes but it will help to prevent frost bite. Frostbite can turn very nasty, so please do wear something on the slopes.”

But I already do wear thermal underwear when I go skiing because I don’t sky naked!

So, once and for all, I’ve never skied naked. I’ve been naked at a nude beach, I’ve been skinny dipping at a flooded rock quarry, and I’ve frolicked in the altogether with friends in a hot tub. But skiing naked. Uh uh!

* Don’t ask.

One-Liner Wednesday — Narly Butts


“Surfrider fight to remove narly butts”

Did you ever read a newspaper article headline, scratch your head, read the headline again to see if you read it correctly the first time, say to yourself “what the hell,” and then feel compelled to read the article to find out what it could possibly be about?

That exact situation happened to me this week when I read the headline pictured above in my local neighborhood monthly newspaper.

At first I thought the article may have been about some surfer dude at a local nude beach who was upset about people who were exposing their fat, ugly, bare asses.

But I was wrong. It turns out that “Surfrider” is not some surfer dude’s nickname.  And “narly butts” are not what you think they are — or at least not what I thought the headline was referring to.

No, actually “Surfrider” is the name of a non-profit foundation. And “narly butts” are cigarette butts strewn all over the sidewalks. Who knew?

It turns that the Surfrider Foundation is fighting to keep cigarette butts off our community’s streets by asking local merchants to install cigarette disposal boxes outside of their places of business. That’s quite a noble undertaking, don’t you think?

And so I offer my congratulations to the person who wrote that article’s headline. He or she enticed me to read the article beneath the headline. That said, I was kind of hoping that it would have been about some angry surfer dude fighting a horde of bare-assed beach goers.

This post is for Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt.