Giveaway Winner and LOL’ing

The winner of the CSN $80 gift card is Lindsey from 70.3 or Bust. She was 97/240 on Random.org. Congrats Lindsey! Email me at brisdon@comcast.net and I’ll see that you get your goods.

I read every single comment that is left on my blog. Most are encouraging, supportive and upbeat. Many are inspiring and motivating. Some make me scratch my head.  A very small percentage, usually of the anonymous sort, make me mad. Those few have a critical or angry tone that I just don’t understand. Then I have to remind myself (or Ken reminds me) that when you put yourself out there in a public forum, you open yourself up to that sort of thing. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind people disagreeing with me. That makes for good discussion and insight. What I don’t like is sarcasm and rudeness. I guess if you have to be sarcastic and rude in a blog comment, that’s probably how you go through life, and that's not an easy way to live. Like how I turn that around and make those rude people seem pathetic?

By far, some of my favorite comments are the funny and witty ones. You guys leave tons of those and I find myself laughing out loud (LOL).

As a side note, I don’t usually write “LOL” while texting or emailing because mostly it seems overdone. Like in those texts you get from people: “I’m getting my second cup of coffee today. LOL!” or “Someone drop a dollar on the ground. LOL!” I visually imagine those people laughing out loud while getting coffee, and it doesn't fit. Really? You order a cup of coffee and go into hysterics? That’s crazy making. Maybe I’m just too literal. Okay, I know it’s just an expression that means something struck someone funny. I get that. Again, it’s the literal thing.

In order for me to LOL for real it has to be outrageously funny. I think a more appropriate acronym for those semi-funny moments would be CTS (chuckling to self) or GUB (giggling under breath) or even LI (laughing inside).

Last week, I got one of the funniest comments ever. I’m not sure it was meant to be completely hilarious, which made it even more so. I can say, I LOL’d at this one (maybe even ROFLMAO) from Jennifer (no blog address available, but I’m pretty sure it’s Jennifer Aniston or Garner):

So I thought of you when I went for an open water swim in my wetsuit and desperately needed to take a crap in the middle of the swim. Wearing a wetsuit. There is absolutely NO ONE IN MY LIFE I can tell this story to... I was thinking, hmm, who could I tell (because it's really funny) and I thought of you. Not sure how you feel about that :-)

So anyway, thankfully I was by myself in the river (all my friends were upstream while a few drunkards had just floated downstream) and I took off my wetsuit in the middle of the river and popped one out. Yes, into the river. No way to get up on the banks. Put back on my wetsuit and merrily swam back to my group.
So I wondered -- I think you've done tris -- have you ever had to take a crap in a wetsuit? And if so, what did you do about it? Can't bring TP on a swim :-)

Are you LOL’ing?

I don’t know where to start.

1. I continue to be honored that people think of when when they crap in the woods or poop in their wetsuits.
2. Despite having done a couple of tris, I have never worn a wetsuit so I can’t speak to this issue. However..
3. If I was in your position, Jennifer, I would have done the same thing. Let’s face it. There was very little choice involved. In the stream or in the suit, which translates to all over your body. Once when I was eight I took a crap in the ocean and it hit my brother in the leg. Does that count?
4. Jennifer I am seriously not laughing at you, but with you. You know all too well that I’ve had similar moments of desperation.

Poop has gotten me into some tough situations in the past. The worst being THIS ONE. (BTW, recently the boyfriend who was the subject of this experience and who I haven’t spoken to in 22 years, found this blog and emailed me about “the incident.” Talk about full circle! Hi to Michael if you’re still out there reading).

I see no shame in the issue. Let’s face it. We all do it. And whether you want to admit to it or not, you’ve probably had some sort of crazy experience with a turd or a fart. Did you let one (fart, not turd) slip during an English final? (I did). Did you go in your yard because you didn’t want to freak out the babysitter by running into the house with a poop emergency? (my friend, Clair, did). Did you go in a stream after taking off your wetsuit? (Jennifer did). Were you on a run recently and had to squat in someone’s front  yard to avoid soiling yourself? (my friend, M, did). See, we all do it. Some of us make it to the special place with the porcelain throne and some of us have to make do with bushes and streams and front yards.

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What made you LOL today? Or even CTS?