Thursday, October 2, 2008

9-30-2008 So this is how Michael Phelps feels

Tonight Mr. and Mrs. S and their table mates participated in a ship-wide battle of wits called simply enough “The Quest.” I was asked to join in as gnomes are well- known not only for their razor-sharp mind but also for our phenomenal upper body strength. In fact, if it wasn't for the 1932 pixie stick doping scandal, which resulted in a lifetime ban, gnomes would still be the world champions at the clean and jerk. The events were grueling—-synchronized skipping, interpretive teapot dancing, high-speed trouser exchange--and many teams did not survive to the end. When the smoke cleared, our scrappy band of caterwaulers stood victorious. I have never known such a sense of accomplishment! Here I am, accepting my gold medal from the cruise director.

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