Burning down the sh*t house!

To quote one of my all time favorite bands-the Talking Heads:

Hold tight, wait 'till the party's over
Hold tight, we're in for nasty weather

My house S'out of the ordinary
That's right Don't want to hurt nobody
Some things sure can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the house

That's what went though my mind on Oregon's Nesmith Point when I stumbled upon this pitiful privy, this dilapidated house of defecation, this languished log cabin, this crumbling crapper, this bombed out bun warmer! Okay, you get my point. I have a soft spot in my heart and a rumble in my stomach for outhouses and I often shed a tear and pass a little gas at the thought of seeing one of these structures that has served me and others so well left abandoned, abused, unloved and fading into the anals (yes, that's no word usage error) of history. Let's all bow our heads now, a little moment of silence-RIP!

Tiger's favorite Reindeer

So, the other night I was reading "A visit from Saint Nicholas," the classic poem by Clement C. Moore, more affectionately known as the, "Twas the Night before Christmas." I had to pause when it came to the reindeer. I guess I never gave their names much thought when I was a child. But upon further reflection, I thought-Wow! Those reindeer names sound like strippers!

"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

Whoaa-what a subliminally erotic tale! Prancer? Cupid? Dasher? Dancer? And especially Vixen! Yeah, I like Vixen. Matter of fact I believe that Vixen is Tiger Woods' favorite reindeer. I can just hear him now at the Woods homestead this Christmas with his lovely wife discussing Vixen. "Yes, deer!" "Why no deer!" "Anything for you my deer" "Oh deer me!"

Now dash away Vixen-dash away-all of you!!

(photo- from Reindeer Vixen Games - Women's Sexy Christmas Costumes Lingerie Outfits)