Don't knock us Norse folks...
...we might be stubborn, but we're right
I was thinking about that on the second of the four days and 300 miles involved in my little rally for ol' alces. Except, I kept thinking of the old adage "strong of back, weak of mind" and how handy that sometimes can be. It also occurred to me that I've definitely traded in my back but I don't seem to have gotten much in trade if my mind is supposed to be the balancing effect there. But I suppose stubborn does count for something. And, hey, if I some day end up croaking from a heart attack alone on some distant hill in a place I've long loved and made memories with friends over the years, I just hope they find me frozen in a position that lends itself to being easily strapped to a sled without them having to go "Robert Service*" on my sorry frame.
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Have you ever sat by a frozen corpse That looks at you with a grin,
And that seems to say: "You may try all day, But you'll never jam me in"?
I'm not a man of the quitting kind, But I never felt so blue
As I sat there gazing at that stiff And studying what I'd do.
.....
He's froze too hard to thaw;
He's obstinate, and he won't lie straight,
So I guess I got to -- saw."
So I sawed off poor Bill's arms and legs,
And I laid him snug and straight
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