Traveler's Life

We headed out to the concrete stairs that looked very similar to the steel stairs used for planes when you deplane onto the tarmac.  These concrete stairs went up about ten feet to a platform.  Standing on this 4 x 4 platform, one simply had to wait for an elephant and handler to come up and then hop on.  This morning Reka and I were really in luck. There was room for four people in the elephant saddle, but people were getting frustrated by not seeing a tiger, so Reka and I had this one to ourselves.

As we rode we followed the elephant in front of us out of the camp.  (I still snicker to myself when I see the backside of an elephant. I think it looks like an old, fat, bowlegged lady lumbering along).  O.K. enough of that. This was a really important morning. Everything was going great.  Reka and I were alone on this elephant with only the guide, who didn’t speak English. The Indian pollution problem made for a spectacular red/orange sunrise. There were deer, peacock and wild elephant all around us.

This was the day, this was the morning. I was going to ask Reka to marry me.

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GROUND RULES

I do not always do well with rules, so within this blog I will be breaking them. If this creates a pucker-factor that becomes unreasonable for you, GO AWAY. Thanks for the interest but hit the bricks, Caio Babe, Catch You Latter, don’t let the web-page hit you on the way out. This is one of the few arenas left in the world where one can break some of the rules, step out into a creative rant and possibly stimulate some reaction or emotion.

So, it is my writing and I have a few rules. These ground rules will pop up at random, evolve, change, and apply, sometimes in secret, and always at my whim. I am going to say that this will be part of the charm of these writings and, if you don’t like it, then GO AWAY.

Rule #1

I do not spell well, I am reasonably intelligent and successful, but I fall flat on my face if forced to spell. There is only one reason this matters today in the year 2010. Before 1806 it was perfectly acceptable to have multiple spellings for the same word, even at universities and in business documents. It was a time that focused on substance over spellling. This was until 1806 when one Noah Webster destroyed this tradition and took the English language, handcuffed it, gagged it, duct-taped it and put it in the trunk of right and wrong spelling.

For this, I list Mr. Webster as the first on my list of dead but nasty bastards. (Yes, I know anyone with any level of sophistication will sigh when I bring up a list, you can GO AWAY too. Eventually everyone will be gone but my Mom. Uhmm…Mom…are you there Mom?) I am not sure who created the “spell check” but this person should have be sainted and receive the Noble Prize and 72 virgins and is definitively one of the unsung heroes of the grammatically challenged and dyslexic. Occasionally I will be exercising the pre-1806 spellings of certain words and at other times I will be so brilliant that I will be coming up with my own unique ways to spell very common words.

Rule # 2

Topics of these writings may be completely random or possess amazing continuity. These topics will include but not necessarily be limited to:

Thanks for squandering your time with this.

Keep Smiling,
Kris