Yeah, everyone has 'em.
Right now, I have two. First, I am unable to attach a photo to this Post. A photo that is already on this iPad. I want to demonstrate that I really am in New Zealand, not just holed up in the Motel 6 down in Arnold.
Second, my pseudophilosophical wit seems to be on the fritz. I called the repairman, but the first available appointment is three months from next Tuesday -- I simply can't wait that long.
I'll just relate a story our Road Scholar group was told by one of our Site Coordinator, a mate named Albert Sword, who educated us a bit on New Zealand history.
It seems that many of the European sailors who first landed here in the 1600s were badly malnourished and suffered from very serious constipation. The settlers asked the indigenous Maori people if they had any enema facilities, as they were afraid some of their men would die. The Maori chief said they never had that problem because they chewed on the fronds of a certain kind of fern. The fronds were offered, the men chewed on them and got immediate relief. The ship's captain wrote in his log, "With fronds like this, who needs enemas?"
I understand that things are different Down Under. Different constellations in the sky; weird animals; water goes down the drain the "wrong" way*. And --apparently-- that joke is funny down there.
ReplyDelete*Yeah, I know. Not really
Is that your joke?
ReplyDeleteAlso, I seem to be able to comment now. The trick is apparently picking the right thing in the "comment as" drop down box. Argh.
Not my joke...credit Albert Sword.
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