What is it about those moments when something creeps back into your mind from past memories ? Tonight I was grateful for the recall. I watch maybe 2 hours of television a week anymore, but several years ago I needed my weekly dose of Anthony Bourdain, No Reservations. I distinctly remember watching this episode where he visited Uzbekistan and his travel compadre Samir (sitting watching) talked him into a Uzbek spa massage. This is a brutal massage from what I can tell, after all, it is done on concrete slab. But that is just the beginning. This ultimately set up a revenge situation to get back at Samir. But i remember laughing so hard at Bourdain's commentary during the massage that my bladder almost failed me. See for yourself. Beware . . . . speedo, men, oil, cirque du soleil posturing and some contortionist behavior. I remain, smiling at the end of a long Monday. Enjoy my friends.
"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music." - Neitzsche
It will quickly become obvious that this is a very random page on my site, an aggregator-like sort of page. It is stuff that has moved me, raised an eyebrow, sparked an idea or solidified or changed a belief. I share it here with you, perhaps you will find the same here within. Enjoy.