Jogged and played tennis last night. Didn’t shower.
Woke up this morning spread mulch, weeded garden, spent two hours mowing a big dusty dry field.
Then, I ran 7 1/2 miles. While running, I noticed that I was dripping mud, and the sweat was streaking on me.
Then I played tennis.
Then I rolled around in the dirt and grass with my daughter for an hour or so, playing horsey.
Then I set up the smoker and started ribs.
Then I power-washed the house, and truck.
Then I changed oil in truck and messed around with the parking brake cable (laying in the dirt under truck.)
Then I ate ribs, and potato salad, and got even dirtier.
I am coated with a salty, dirty, sweat crust.
I don’t think you could tell my race by looking at me.
I blow my nose and mud comes out.
I hereby declare myself Lord High Emporer of the Mudmen.
I smell kind of rank as well, but I guess that’s good. Everybody’s leaving me alone. What they say must be true. Rank does have its privileges.
Allow me to suggest that now would be an excellent time to go see if Mrs. Scylla feels like a little jump.
I know how much I enjoy it when the Better Half’s been making like a feelthy peeg and comes into the house reeking. “What is that smell?” I ask myself. “Why, it’s Essence of Male! My man! My mate!”
Uh, Pigpen, the rest of the Peanuts[sup]TM[/sup] gang is out here wondering where in the hell you had run off to. And don’t worry, once you get back on the Thorazine those delusions of grandeur will slide right off.
I hope you washed your hands before you ate those ribs.
(Incidentally, I prepared spare ribs Scylla-style Friday night*…as I have no smoker, I grilled them in a 250-degree gas grill loaded with smoldering hickory chunks for two hours. Indescribably delicious. Do you use a dry rub? I smeared them with a mixture of salt, paprika, chile powder, garlic, cumin, mustard, oregano, and black and red pepper first.)
Well, in a couple of geologic ages after all that mud has transformed into sedimentary rock, then you’ll be Scylla indeed. All we’d have to do would be drop you in the Mediterranean Sea.