Friday, December 4, 2009

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Yes, that is Farenheit, not Celcius! Brrrrrrrrrrr. I arrived safely - in fact an hour early! - Wednesday night...I'm busy readjusting and getting caught up at work (only 471 emails- not bad)...will update with more Merida & Isla Mujeres adventures and pictures in the coming days...including some exciting news (well, at least I think it's exciting!)

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Piss Whistler Mystery Solved!

ha! so it appears no one seems to know...and googling it won't exactly help you either! (good thing because there really were no bonus points) no worries, i didn't know what one was either until meeting one myself. To be honest, I just like saying Piss Whistler so...I made the whole thing up!

No, just kidding. Well, about the making it up part....I do like saying Piss Whistler. I mean come on...how can one say that and not have a smile come to your face? Come on now, say it with me: Piss Whistler. If you happened to just say it out loud I'm sure it's more than just you smiling right now! (Stephanie, I can picture you at your desk saying it aloud to your computer screen!) PW and PWH are real people. They never asked to be in my blog, nor do I even think they knew I had a blog until I sent them a link to the post featuring them, so I used PW and PWH to "protect the innocent." But, I didn't just make it up. Maggie (oops, there goes the witness protection plan) really was a Piss Whistler.

So, get on with it already Jill...what IS a Piss Whistler?!?! (cuz you are all dying to know, right? i like to think so.) Well, If i remember correctly (PW correct me if I'm wrong)...when there are horse races...you know, like the Kentucky Derby (in case by me saying "horse race" you didn't know what i meant--and if that's the case you really shouldn't be reading my blog because you have other issues you really should be dealing with!) when a horse wins the race they are taken out back for a drug test...you know, to make sure they aren't like those Olympians, or baseball players*, that take steroids.

How does a horse take a drug test you ask? Well, they must piss of course...how else would they take a drug test?! But, as we all know, pissing on demand...sorry, peeing, or rather "tinkling" as my mother would probably prefer I say, is not an easy task. Don't you remember being a kid about to get in the car for a long road trip?

Have you gone to the bathroom Jill?
Yes, mom.
Really? I didn't hear you. (seriously. did you really listen?)
But moooom, I don't have to!!!!
Here let me turn on the faucet for you, that will help.

What? Don't tell me that didn't happen to you too.

Well, apparently for horses, the equivalent of turning on the faucet is whistling. Mom, imagine that...perhaps you could have saved some water and just whistled to me!

So there you have it...Piss Whistler...errr...Maggie, was a Piss Whistler in her former life. It really has no relevance to who she is or to the story...like I said, I just like saying Piss Whistler. In fact, I think that should be a Jeopardy question.

Equine for $1,000 Alex:

One who soothes winning horses in order to have them take a drug test.

"What is a Piss Whistler?, Alex."

sometimes i crack myself up! :)