*Not* By Jayson Jarmon, CEO, LuxWorldwide.com
Today's blog is being brought to you by Hubie Dolan. As the guy who is normally responsible for actually posting Jay's blog, Jay is slacking off today, so I've been left empty handed with nary a word to publish. [Not slacking off, he never slacks off. -ed.] Thus, I'm filling in today with my own thoughts.
And today we turn to the holidays...
About three years ago, I received a rather unique Christmas gift. It was an introductory package to a new experimental Samurai lifestyle program sponsored by the Society of Creative Anachronism.
First night we all sat around sampling sake. I don't like sake but after you drink enough it all tastes the same. They awoke us the next morning with buckets of freezing river water. Then they made us wear these skimpy little loin cloths, like the kind the sumo wrestlers wear, and told us to meditate. It's hard to meditate when you're freezing your keister off.
So, they lead us through chants, and songs, jumping jacks and all sorts of other tortures. That evening at dinner I got the distinct feeling that it was all a dreadful mistake. They fed us the equivalent of a small thimble of birdseed and all the water we could drink as long as it wasn't more than two glasses (there was supposed to be a lesson in this but for the life of me I couldn't figure it out).
Later that night, one of the senior instructors thought that he would take it upon himself to recite the entire script of the "Seven Samurai" to us. This fellow was about 5 foot 2 and 300 lbs. He had beady little eyes and a piggy nose and had his greasy hair tied up in a bun. The guy had the grace of a water buffalo that had just fallen down a steep hill into a muddy watering hole. Next day I went AWOL and hopped a freight train back to Seattle.
Lesson learned? Play it safe this Christmas and ask for some socks.
Merry Christmas from Hubie Dolan and the rest of the gang at Jay's Blog!
