I would like to thank the posters on this one for improving my mood greatly on a really, really crappy day at work. My question is now: Does observing solo sex while looking for a box "count" for this hilarious post?

On one of my first boxing road trips I stopped off in an area with a short hike from an interstate rest area. I was actually looking around for a place to hide one of my own boxes. After being startled, by erm, the extra view of a guy lying on a picnic table with his pants down...I also had my first (and so far only) experience of finding a box I wasn't actually looking for. "This would be a good hiding spot for a box...hey, wtf? there's a box here already!" I realized later that I had a vague sense there was a box in the area, but had never read the clues, and had left the clues in the car anyway, thinking I might stop on the way back. Since I had my stuff with me I stamped in anyway instead. Ended up finding a completely different spot for my box a few miles down the road at another rest area (that box is called No Name if anyone cares which can be found in lovely Glenwood Canyon along I-70 through the Rockies...)

And let's just say after seeing Mr. Self Service back near the parking lot getting into his truck is the day I had personally confirmed what they say about guys who drive really big trucks.....

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And let's just say after seeing Mr. Self Service back near the parking lot getting into his truck is the day I had personally confirmed what they say about guys who drive really big trucks.....

And now, I have to thank you for a hearty laugh this afternoon! Thanks!

still laughing,
~SHH :-)

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And let's just say after seeing Mr. Self Service back near the parking lot getting into his truck is the day I had personally confirmed what they say about guys who drive really big trucks.....

Too funny, pre - I've subscribed to that view for a long time. Thanks for confirming it so I don't have to. :)

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And let's just say after seeing Mr. Self Service back near the parking lot getting into his truck is the day I had personally confirmed what they say about guys who drive really big trucks.....

I drive a really small car.

Mr. Yuk (winking)

Hey, this is like combining my two favorite hobbies! Alright!!!

Seriously, though, my ex-boyfriend and I went letterboxing together a fair amount... ^_^

Happy 'boxing!!

ClioMouse

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my ex-boyfriend and I went letterboxing together a fair amount

Ok ... new tangent. You letterbox with your significant other and then end up breaking up or divorcing. Who keeps the trailname with all the counts?

The guy. The woman will get everything else.

Mr. Yuk (good-naturedly)

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I must admit that is how I got my trail name.

Now having said that you have to share the story! (I'll admit, I've wondered before where your trail name came from!)

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Oh, come on. At least of half you have had to have had sex at least once while boxing... ;)

Hmmm....haven't thought about that one yet. I'll have to suggest it to chadams... ;D

Lady Lilac

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Ok ... new tangent. You letterbox with your significant other and then end up breaking up or divorcing. Who keeps the trailname with all the counts?

It depends on the relationship, how you started, etc. I have been a rubberstamper for over 2 decades. I found out about letterboxing because of my stamp hobby.

I started researching it and figured I'd be doing it myself. But my ex-husband always liked to hike, so he definitely wanted to do it, too.

We had some great experiences the 2 summers we LB'ed. Then, he had an affair and didn't want to be married anymore.

Once I was on my own, I wanted to go again. He had not wanted to go to an event and meet other LB'ers when I wanted to (Passport to Letterboxing).

An inadvertent post led 2 wonderful people (Camp Fire Lady and LadyB) to contact me, meet me, invite me to a meet & greet and the rest is history.

When we split up things, my ex handed me the LB kit and said that he was going to miss it. He & I had never discovered AQ and had never logged finds on letterboxing.org.

I went to Sam Hill's great campout, Stargazer's Consortium, last year.

When I actually got together with my ex to try to talk and open lines of communication, I brought my new LB journal (wasn't going to use the previous one that we had shared.)

I went through every page of boxes I had gotten (with other LB'ers), exchanges, event happenings, pictures (I put them in my journal), fun events from the campout, etc.

Was I trying to show him that I was doing letterboxing without him, that maybe I was doing it better, that I was having as much or more fun, and that I was doing quite the opposite of curling up and dying after his affair?
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Oooh, yeah!

KuKu

Now having said that you have to share the story! (I'll admit, I've wondered before where your trail name came from!)

The cleaned-up story of my trail name dates back to when I was in high school (along time ago) I was researching mythical creatures from The Odyssey with my boyfriend at the time and came across Oread. Since we both “enjoyed” the great outdoors (I know there were no box there since the first box in the county was just place not to long ago) he thought mountain nymph was just the greatest nickname. Now that I’m older I “enjoy” the great outdoors as much as I can

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Was I trying to show him that I was doing letterboxing without him, that maybe I was doing it better, that I was having as much or more fun, and that I was doing quite the opposite of curling up and dying after his affair?

You go girl!

I have to admit I almost have, but with a child it is kinda hard to do that

Trouble Bug:(to stranger)ummmmm.....can you kinda....hold my kid for about fifteen minutes? I'll be right back.
Stranger:Why?
Trouble Bug:(handing child to stranger)me and my husband need to....ummmmm....do something kinda.....ummmm...private and I can't do it with her......so yea! I'll be back!

Yea right!

Now thats funny!

I, too, had a great giggle at these posts....and while listening to The Beatles White Album today - found myself wondering if these people had listened to "Why don't we do it in the road" and just modified the locale. Either way I was laughing and laughing when it came on thinking of the naughty noxers. :-)

AGJ

"You've never had sex in the woods?"

No, damnit.

That's what I get for marrying a mild mannered older man.

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but come on, you've never had sex in the woods?

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I must admit that is how I got my trail name.

*spewing of diet coke*
I just woke up the entire family.... *SNORT*

dixie
who obviously missed out on this thread early on, like all the others lately

What I'm really curious about is whether this "event" occurred before or after May 1st. The commonly accepted rule of "Hooray, hooray for the first of May. Outdoor sex begins today" is the acting moral compass here. If it took place after May 1st then the observers were indeed just being snotty. If, however, it was prior to the centuries old agreed upon date, then their sense of moral outrage was indeed justified. I mean after all, there are rules here! How can we possibly be expected to maintain our carefully cultured sense of political correctness and tolerance if we continue to harbor these blatant rule-breakers?

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"Hooray, hooray for the first of May. Outdoor sex begins today" is the acting moral compass here.

Um, heyokah man, I'm assuming by "here", you mean in general, and not here in Portland. Because, I haven't heard that around "here"!

Seriously, that cute little May Pole dance is a sexual/aphrodesia dance that was usually done with the women winding the ribbons one way and the men the other way. Then, they'd all go out in the woods to copulate.

I was a Ren Faire event with a May Pole. They needed more people and I jumped up to wind ribbons.

When I sat down, I told my (then) husband, "I participated in the May Pole. Hey, hey." He said, "Yes, but you did the men's part!"

No, that one time does not mean I go both ways!

KuKu
(really, I'm a good church girl!)

Have to admit, when I read that YOU were a Ren Faire event with a May Pole it didn't bring up the image of a "good church girl". I won't ask what happened after the dance ended. I have enough of to think about re the infamous cassette tape alarm incident. heyokah man

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Have to admit, when I read that YOU were a Ren Faire event with a May Pole it didn't bring up the image of a "good church girl". I won't ask what happened after the dance ended. I have enough of to think about re the infamous cassette tape alarm incident. heyokah man

I smile and say nothing.

KuKu

hee hee hee hee hee hee hee

Well, I have a confession to make.

I go to No Smokey Karaoke on Tuesdays at the Buffalo Gap (Anyone in Portland, come join us! You don't have to sing!)

I had already sung "Before He Cheats" and was lined up to sing "Rainy Days & Mondays".

But after someone else sang a show tune, a friend suggested "Dance Ten, Looks Three" from Chorus Line.

Lo & behold, they had it and I sang it — lots of people didn't know what it was from.

I think this episode, and knowing all the words to "Sit on my face" at this group's Monty Python party has destroyed my "good girl" reputation with them, too.

Will I sing "Dance Ten, Looks Three" again? Oh yeah! I've always wanted to sing that song!

(For those who don't what the lyrics are, I am not enlightening you here. Google it.)

KuKu
off to corrupt my reputation with someone else. . . . la la la la . . . .

<>off to corrupt my reputation with someone else. . . . la la la la . . . .<>

If you are off to corrupt your reputation with some one else, why are you saying NO NO NO NO in arabic?
Be Safe...
a slighty off his ied shaken rocker, BR1

I konw the words!!! That is cool you sang it. I haven't sang Karaoke in years. Maybe I should go some time to see if they have "Dance Ten, Looks Three"

(For those who don't what the lyrics are, I am not enlightening you here. Google it.)

For which song??? I know both, but Monty Python is much more fun

Oh, do go sing karaoke, and sing "Dance Ten, Looks Three" if you've always wanted to. I had wanted to for years and it was so much fun!

I meant to google the words to that one. It's often referred to as the phrase that is repeated the most, and I didn't want to type those words here on the board — not appropriate.

The Monty Python song was at a Monty Python party and I wasn't the only one singing it!

Weird Al is also fun! Another woman & I got up one time and sang "One More Minute" by Weird Al. Most people didn't know it and the expressions on their faces as we got further along in the song were priceless.

One time, this group went to a small bar and most of the regulars were singing country.

I got up and sang Judy Garland's "The Trolley Song". The KJ mentioned that gee, they didn't get many requests for that song. . . hee hee hee hee

KuKu

Before I had kids and friend and I would go play trivia all the time and every once in awhile sing karaoke. Now he could sing... nothing better than a man that can sing to you

Weird Al is also fun! Another woman & I got up one time and sang "One More Minute" by Weird Al.

Oh my god! That would have been so funny! That is definitely one of my favorite songs of his. :)

TG

People don't give Weird Al the credit his is due. I think he is a great song writer. Haven't disliked anything did so far... There should be a Weird Al day! spoof everything!

So, I try to sing Karaoke about one night a week, and the general consensus among my friends is that I can sing my a$$ off. This is not tooting my own horn, just a fact.

Here are some of my staples:
F#@k Her Gently
Talk Dirty To Me
You Never Even Called Me By My Name
Family Tradition
Let's Get it On
Patience
Longview
Behind Blue Eyes
Fortunate Son
Long Haired Country Boy
Home Sweet Home

The worst mistake I ever made, however, was to sing "A Lap Dance is So Much Better When the Stripper is Crying" by the Bloodhound Gang. The mistake wasn't so much my choice of song, it was my audience. I was in a redneck bar. Talk about a crowd turning on you. Sheesh.

Mr. Yuk