ATHEISTS IN FOXHOLES
"There's no atheists in foxholes!"
Liar.
I'm going to guess that this statement is not meant to be taken as it stands. Simply having someone crawl into a foxhole it would be stupid to have them suddenly undergo some sort of religious conversion.
"Oh, but you have to get shot at!"
OK - do you mean that someone has to literally be in a foxhole getting shot at for them to suddenly try to tilt the pinball game that is god through prayer? If so, that saying not only seems really crazy specific but it is difficult to prove or disprove.
I'm going to guess that the statement actually means "When it looks like you're going to die you will suddenly start dry humping the leg of a god."
Which seems really stupid to me. If I believed in a god, I'd guess that his divine plan probably revolves around me getting shot and my corpse violated in unspeakable ways. He's mysterious like that.
So I'll assume the actual intent of the statement is more along the lines of "If you think you will die it will suddenly be come to (not on) Jesus time."
Which is complete bullshit.
As anyone who has been following my blog (http://logansvoyage.blogspot.com/) knows, I've thought I was going to die many times during my four plus years of wandering the world. Any thing from getting maliciously stalked in Bosnia to having an emergency operation in Republic of Georgia to collapsing not once but twice on a gritty hotel lobby floor in Malaysia. Earthquakes, revolutions, revolts and so forth have been events that I've witnessed.
Thinking back on it, I've actually lost track of how many times I thought "Well, shit. I might die here."
Not once did I go creepily religious. It could be stubbornness or not wanting to spend an eternity with religious types in an ill defined 'heaven'.
My thoughts when this sort of stuff happens are usually along the lines of "Well, shit."
HOT DAYS
People love to caution me when it gets a bit hot but after living in the tropics, the jungle and a bunch of deserts, I just smile and nod at them. A 'scorcher' in Bulgaria is a totally different thing than when it happens in say Indonesia.
So I was out wandering around and decided it was critical to get new shoes.
Since the bottoms had literally gone out from my shoes, my feet were cooking.
I went to a shoe store and managed to find some different sandals. Of course, they were too small for me but still felt more comfortable than having my feet baked.
Shop keeper: "These are leather."
Logan: "Doesn't matter if they are plastic or leather. The quality is not good. They will probably wear out in two weeks."
Shopkeeper: "They are made in Bulgaria!"
Logan: (pause) "One week?"
Yes, that is an actual conversation.
LOGAN'S GUIDE TO SURVIVING HOT CLIMATES!
Stay inside, run the air conditioning and drink chilled alcoholic drinks.
If that is unavailable (it usually is with my lifestyle), here are some extra steps.
Drink an assload of water. More than that. Those big liter and a half bottles? You'll probably go through three per day. More if you're doing much.
Watch your pee. If it isn't mostly clear, drink more water. Seriously or you might get sick.
Unless you are English, avoid direct sunlight. English people will sunburn but due to their culture they must be sunburned to show other English people they "got some sun" when they were on vacation. This is the only reason many go on vacation. English people (the white ones) are usually either pasty white (beginning of vacation) or suffering heat stroke and second degree burns (end of vacation). Assuming you are not English (or insane) stay out of direct sunlight.
If you can't, always wear head protection. If you don't, you deserve what is coming. Seriously.
Watch the locals, do what they do. They've been surviving in this shitty weather longer than you have and may have some tricks. Vary your schedule to match the locals. It's tourists trying to see everything they can in as short of time as possible that are at the most risk for getting sunstroke and dehydration.
If you are stuck out in a desert with little in supplies, try to team up with Bear Grylls or some other famous survivalist. Be nice to them and they may drag your useless ass out of there. If you can't find them, try to make your inevitable death look like a bizarre murder to irritate the local police.
BOOK REVIEWS
"Redshirts" by John Scalzi.
Aside from the weird ranty stuff he goes on about after the primary novel is done (a bit of WTF), I found this witty and a bit funny in a couple places.
Recommended for fans of Star Trek.
"The Time Portal" by Joe Corso & Deborah McCarthy
Though I hated the reader in this (it sounded like he had a faint lisp) and there were several eye rolling moments in this, I powered through for as long as I could.
The book built up a guy who was a jewel thief recruited (for some reason) by the CIA. After a big explosion he developed special sight which allowed him to see time curtains.
After going through one somewhere in the USA (I forget where) he ended up in jolly ole England and immediately set about working on creating time paradoxes by shooting a pistol around and giving a king a flashlight.
Eventually, I just gave up on the book.
2/10
COSTS
Buying new shoes, 45 lev.
"There's no atheists in foxholes!"
Liar.
I'm going to guess that this statement is not meant to be taken as it stands. Simply having someone crawl into a foxhole it would be stupid to have them suddenly undergo some sort of religious conversion.
"Oh, but you have to get shot at!"
OK - do you mean that someone has to literally be in a foxhole getting shot at for them to suddenly try to tilt the pinball game that is god through prayer? If so, that saying not only seems really crazy specific but it is difficult to prove or disprove.
I'm going to guess that the statement actually means "When it looks like you're going to die you will suddenly start dry humping the leg of a god."
Which seems really stupid to me. If I believed in a god, I'd guess that his divine plan probably revolves around me getting shot and my corpse violated in unspeakable ways. He's mysterious like that.
So I'll assume the actual intent of the statement is more along the lines of "If you think you will die it will suddenly be come to (not on) Jesus time."
Which is complete bullshit.
As anyone who has been following my blog (http://logansvoyage.blogspot.com/) knows, I've thought I was going to die many times during my four plus years of wandering the world. Any thing from getting maliciously stalked in Bosnia to having an emergency operation in Republic of Georgia to collapsing not once but twice on a gritty hotel lobby floor in Malaysia. Earthquakes, revolutions, revolts and so forth have been events that I've witnessed.
Thinking back on it, I've actually lost track of how many times I thought "Well, shit. I might die here."
Not once did I go creepily religious. It could be stubbornness or not wanting to spend an eternity with religious types in an ill defined 'heaven'.
My thoughts when this sort of stuff happens are usually along the lines of "Well, shit."
HOT DAYS
People love to caution me when it gets a bit hot but after living in the tropics, the jungle and a bunch of deserts, I just smile and nod at them. A 'scorcher' in Bulgaria is a totally different thing than when it happens in say Indonesia.
So I was out wandering around and decided it was critical to get new shoes.
Being a fat guy, I am super proud of having worn a literal hole in my shoes. Yes, I realize it may be through flattening the shoe with enough force to make diamonds but still, proud.
Since the bottoms had literally gone out from my shoes, my feet were cooking.
I went to a shoe store and managed to find some different sandals. Of course, they were too small for me but still felt more comfortable than having my feet baked.
Shop keeper: "These are leather."
Logan: "Doesn't matter if they are plastic or leather. The quality is not good. They will probably wear out in two weeks."
Shopkeeper: "They are made in Bulgaria!"
Logan: (pause) "One week?"
Yes, that is an actual conversation.
LOGAN'S GUIDE TO SURVIVING HOT CLIMATES!
Stay inside, run the air conditioning and drink chilled alcoholic drinks.
If that is unavailable (it usually is with my lifestyle), here are some extra steps.
Drink an assload of water. More than that. Those big liter and a half bottles? You'll probably go through three per day. More if you're doing much.
Watch your pee. If it isn't mostly clear, drink more water. Seriously or you might get sick.
Unless you are English, avoid direct sunlight. English people will sunburn but due to their culture they must be sunburned to show other English people they "got some sun" when they were on vacation. This is the only reason many go on vacation. English people (the white ones) are usually either pasty white (beginning of vacation) or suffering heat stroke and second degree burns (end of vacation). Assuming you are not English (or insane) stay out of direct sunlight.
If you can't, always wear head protection. If you don't, you deserve what is coming. Seriously.
Watch the locals, do what they do. They've been surviving in this shitty weather longer than you have and may have some tricks. Vary your schedule to match the locals. It's tourists trying to see everything they can in as short of time as possible that are at the most risk for getting sunstroke and dehydration.
If you are stuck out in a desert with little in supplies, try to team up with Bear Grylls or some other famous survivalist. Be nice to them and they may drag your useless ass out of there. If you can't find them, try to make your inevitable death look like a bizarre murder to irritate the local police.
BOOK REVIEWS
"Redshirts" by John Scalzi.
Aside from the weird ranty stuff he goes on about after the primary novel is done (a bit of WTF), I found this witty and a bit funny in a couple places.
Recommended for fans of Star Trek.
"The Time Portal" by Joe Corso & Deborah McCarthy
Though I hated the reader in this (it sounded like he had a faint lisp) and there were several eye rolling moments in this, I powered through for as long as I could.
The book built up a guy who was a jewel thief recruited (for some reason) by the CIA. After a big explosion he developed special sight which allowed him to see time curtains.
After going through one somewhere in the USA (I forget where) he ended up in jolly ole England and immediately set about working on creating time paradoxes by shooting a pistol around and giving a king a flashlight.
Eventually, I just gave up on the book.
2/10
COSTS
Buying new shoes, 45 lev.
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