Pointless Experiments
Pavlov's Frog writes: I once spent 20 minutes with my eyes closed to see what it was like being blind. I smashed my knee on the kitchen cupboard, and decided I'd be better off deaf as you can still watch television.
( , Thu 24 Jul 2008, 12:00)
Pavlov's Frog writes: I once spent 20 minutes with my eyes closed to see what it was like being blind. I smashed my knee on the kitchen cupboard, and decided I'd be better off deaf as you can still watch television.
( , Thu 24 Jul 2008, 12:00)
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Bum sledding
This fun new sport was invented on an otherwise pointless field trip.
(is there any other kind? Lets frogmarch you up a giant mountain, through peatbogs and mosquitoes, to go peer at a scratched rock near the top.. ooh look glacial striations! If you say so )
Setting: Lake district, mountain, summit of. Descending.
Equipment: Non-regulation footwear. I was not forking out precious beer-money on hiking boots, Doc Martens would have to do.
Observations: DMs have no traction whatsoever on wet slippery grass. Slope consisted of wet slippery grass. Beaten flat by relentless rain. At approx 45deg angle. (The slope not the grass)
Result: Sliding all over the place like a flailing drunk stick insect, and falling splat on my arse every 30 seconds or so.
Observation: Ow. This is annoying. And painful.
Hypothesis: Why not stay on my arse? This is a slope, an exceedingly slippery slope. If I just push along its just like a soggy summer version of tobogganning.
Vocalisation: WeeeeeeeeeaaaAARGHHhhhh....!!!!!
It worked a little too well, as I skidded past most of the group and built up speed.. Cap'n I cannae stoooOOOOOOOppppp.......
It ended with ungracefully ploughing into a patch of dead bracken, which my lecturer helpfully informed us was prob full of ticks.
Nice.
I ruined the DMs btw. *cries*
It DID get me down most of the slope though so prob not very pointless. Ah well twas fun ^(^_^)^
( , Sat 26 Jul 2008, 21:38, Reply)
This fun new sport was invented on an otherwise pointless field trip.
(is there any other kind? Lets frogmarch you up a giant mountain, through peatbogs and mosquitoes, to go peer at a scratched rock near the top.. ooh look glacial striations! If you say so )
Setting: Lake district, mountain, summit of. Descending.
Equipment: Non-regulation footwear. I was not forking out precious beer-money on hiking boots, Doc Martens would have to do.
Observations: DMs have no traction whatsoever on wet slippery grass. Slope consisted of wet slippery grass. Beaten flat by relentless rain. At approx 45deg angle. (The slope not the grass)
Result: Sliding all over the place like a flailing drunk stick insect, and falling splat on my arse every 30 seconds or so.
Observation: Ow. This is annoying. And painful.
Hypothesis: Why not stay on my arse? This is a slope, an exceedingly slippery slope. If I just push along its just like a soggy summer version of tobogganning.
Vocalisation: WeeeeeeeeeaaaAARGHHhhhh....!!!!!
It worked a little too well, as I skidded past most of the group and built up speed.. Cap'n I cannae stoooOOOOOOOppppp.......
It ended with ungracefully ploughing into a patch of dead bracken, which my lecturer helpfully informed us was prob full of ticks.
Nice.
I ruined the DMs btw. *cries*
It DID get me down most of the slope though so prob not very pointless. Ah well twas fun ^(^_^)^
( , Sat 26 Jul 2008, 21:38, Reply)
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