nachtjaeger wrote:For some folks, sinking in mud by itself is somewhere between intoxication and a religious experience.
Well said!
The only thing I was ever high on during one particular day of special sinking was coffee, caffine, and friendship... however, the coffee and caffine, in the long run, wasn't a good idea to consume (at least for me) if you're sinking in hot weather and you get dehydrated. It (the too much coffee) messed me up for the following day of sinking. So, my sinky partner and I made up for it by enjoying lunch and dinner together at the Holiday Inn I was staying at and watching Quicksand Videos by Kaol and MPV in my room. All the while, there was this swamp about a mile or so outside my hotel window beckoning us.
My sinky friend certainly had wonderful sinky places to go to during that special sinky day, and I returned the favor by treating her to lunch, supper, and the free coffee in my room.

Hmmm... okay, at least one correction... lunch on the special sinky day was picked up by her, supper that night was on me (I beleive), and lunch and supper the following day, I believe, was on me. I do know the coffee on both days was mostly provided by me, courtesy of Holiday Inn.
