Worlds Tallest man Saves Dolphins, Breitenbush, and Cherries

The world's tallest man is marrying a 5'6" lady. The news
article concentrates on this fact, because of the obvious anatomical musings it produces (very newsworthy, those anatomical musings). The first thing that caught my eye, however, was the incredibly bitching marriage clothing they are wearing. What I thought was most interesting was this little snippet toward the bottom of the article,

"He was in the news in December after he used his long arms to save two dolphins by pulling plastic out of their stomachs.

The dolphins got sick after nibbling on plastic from the edge of their pool at an aquarium in Liaoning province. Attempts to use surgical instruments to remove the plastic failed because the dolphins' stomachs contracted in response to the instruments, Chinese media reported.[photo by Jason Lee, Reuters]"

There is so much I could say there -- my brain is just stymied with options. I guess I'll let it stand on its own.

The Breitenbush trip yesterday turned out to be much more leisurely than I had expected. Nunpa and I arrived, I took the loaded cart down to the sweatlodge area and started to clean up, he went to the office to confirm our cabin and timing and whatnot. He arrived a few minutes later where I was working, and sheepishly explained that there was no sweat today - it was next week. He'd gotten the dates mixed up (first time in 9 years he swears). We were forced to soak, hit the steam room and cold bath, then eat a phenomenally healthy and tasty lunch. It was rough I tell you ROUGH.

In a surreal turn of events, it seems I can't seem to escape Ze Russians (yes, that's a Snatch reference) either. On the drive back, we took the scenic route, following the Clackamas river. At one point, Nunpa pointed out a pullout where there are hotsprings that spill directly into the river. "The Russians love this spot, for some reason." Sure enough, not far down the road there is a nice Russian mom with her babushka on, walking with one of her children on the side of the road. They're everywhere I want to be, I just don't get it.

I polished off the day with a little date with The Wife on the living room floor, involving towels, cherries, and dvd rentals. It's not what you think, honestly, we just pitted those Russian Escapee cherries finally. We had Planet Earth with David Attenborough to start off the evning, then watched Amadeus,which I had never seen believe it or not. Anything Sir David does we eat up like candy, and Amadeus was a great movie -- but hella long. We did get all the cherries pitted in one swell foop and both now have sore, crampy hands to show for it.

I guess that's all the news that's fit to print, ya'll have a good day now ya hear?

BP