Another photograph. My 26th smile so far this year.
The Dead Man’s Boots is the #1 selling cocktail at High West Saloon in Park City. An interesting modification is to replace the tequila with Silver Oat Whiskey.
RECIPE:
1.5 oz Rendezvous Rye
1 oz Reposado Tequila
0.5 oz fresh lime juice
0.5 oz sugar cane syrup
1 oz Ginger beer
Combine the first 4 ingredients in mixing glass with ice and shake. Strain into ice-filled Collins glass and top with ginger beer.
This week we’re off to see “The Book Of Mormon” down in Salt Lake – centre of the Mormon universe. Can you believe it that the Mormons allow this. In honour of my total respect for this religion, this episode of my blog will be poking fun at it, and giving the religion of pieces and permanent offence a week off.
Leisurely morning. My day of rest. No having to get up at the crack of sparrows, instead woken by the Sandhill Cranes.
Dunlop Court street party.
Nothing much to say on this other than how fortunate we are to be here in paradise, even if the place is infested with super fit health freaks. Despite being geriatrics, so much better than the alternative, we’re still lucky enough to have good health and enjoy most of the activities available. Making the most of it while we’re still able.
INGREDIENTS IN THE DARK & STORMY COCKTAIL
1 1⁄2 oz Gosling’s Black Seal rum
Ginger beer – so much better with an alcoholic version
Garnish:
Lime wedge
Glass: Collins or Highball
HOW TO MAKE THE DARK & STORMY COCKTAIL
Fill a tall glass with ice, and add the rum.
Top with the ginger beer.
Garnish with a lime wedge.
An hour or so passed, and the bishop began to feel a little hungry. His lunch was back in his car, though. . . . So, he got out of the boat, walked over the water, got his lunch, came back, and nibbled on his sandwich.
The evangelist, not to be outdone, decided that he’d best go for a walk, too. He mumbled something about going to the bathroom, stood up, stepped over the side of the boat . . . and splashed into the lake.
The priest, chuckling, said to the bishop, “Think we should’ve told him about those submerged rocks?” Said the bishop, “what rocks??”
Wild flowers.
Miss the group set off but bump into them on the walk – at least I don’t have to sign a waiver.
The flowers are spectacular. Despite Wendy’s whining it was worth it.
Lazy afternoon.
The Book Of Mormon Comes To South Park To the tune of ‘Hello’
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9TxWj41aV5E
Some interesting theories on the religion of pieces and permanent offence:
Mecca didn’t exist until several hundred years after mohamed’s death.
No evidence that the Quraysh tribe – mohamed’s tribe – ever existed.
Not a single biography of mohamed date from his time. The most famous and earliest was at least 100 years after his death.
Arabia is portrayed as a pagan wasteland before the time of mohamed. Yet there is strong evidence of thriving Christian and Jewish communities.
Mary Lake.
Wendy looks after Angela in the morning.
In the afternoon I set off with Hal and Angela for a 3 hour hike around the lakes at Brighton. May only be 4 mile with about a 1,000 feet elevation gain but it’s a challenge having to scramble up streams, and worst of all down them; over rock avalanches; and down steep inclines. Views are spectacular though. Thankfully we each had two walking poles or I don’t think any or us could have done it. Entertainment and constant narrative, including a the complete “Mirror, Mirror” tale, provided by Angela as she did her performance as a mountain goat without a care in the world.
A pretty exhausting but very enjoyable day yet again here in paradise.
Wendy’s famous.
Bishop said: “I sure can” and excitedly took off all his clothes, he then threw them in the corner of the elevator. He turned to the woman pointed to the clothes and said: “Now fold them”.
BYU The Dean of Women at BYU was lecturing her students on sexual morality. “We live today in very difficult times for young people. In moments of temptation,” she said, “ask yourself just one question: Is an hour of pleasure worth a lifetime of shame?”
A young woman rose in the back of the room and said, “Excuse me, but how do you make it last an hour?”
source: http://www.jokes4us.com/religiousjokes/mormonjokes.html
Mormon Secrets: What the Missionaries Don’t Tell
I’m off to the NAC for kayaking while Wendy’s at the CC.
Gratitude of some people is disgusting. A women gets a free hours stand up paddle boarding, courtesy of the NAC, and all she does is whine, rant and rave because she’s expected to wear a life jacket and a leash. Why should I wear a life jacket one i’m a good swimmer? Why should I wear a leash I never had to wear one when I did it back east. Simple, you have to wear one because that the rules. Really felt like telling the ungrateful wench to take a hike.
Lazy afternoon.
Then in the evening we go out to the Boneyard for dinner with our neighbours Tina and Neil. Pleasant meal and company. Not too badly priced.
Wow I really like that Hennessy Master Blenders Selection number 1, it’s so smooth. Better still in the High West Double Rye, I think I’ll definitely have to take a bottle home.
Big Cottonwood Canyon.
Owen turned to his younger brother and said, “Bill, you be Jesus.
100 A elderly Mormon asked his doctor if he thought he’d live to be a hundred. The doctor asked the man, “Do you smoke or drink?” “No,” he replied, “I’ve never done either.” “Do you gamble, drive fast cars, and fool around and marry many women?” inquired the doctor. “No, I’ve never done any of those things either.”
“Well then,” said the doctor, “what do you want to live to be a hundred for?”
What better place to watch this than Salt Lake City – amazing.
Take Wendy to the CC.
In the afternoon it’s archery with the NAC and Angela goes.
Back home after archery, quick change, quick tea with the Schimitts and the we’re all, minus Angela, off down to the Eccles Theatre in Salt Lake to see the Book Of Mormon. Can you imagine that this musical, the most irreverent, piss taking of the Mormon religion you can imagine, and it’s back by popular demand. All credit to the Mormons that they can laugh at themselves and are that confident in their religion that they don’t feel the need to riot or issue death threats.
Some smart marketing by the Mormons in the Book of Mormon musical programme.
A stunning performance and we all thoroughly enjoyed, even me, who hates musicals.
Can you imagine a performance of a new musical called “The Book Of Islam” being performed in Tehran and Mecca. Perhaps it’s time for the UN to take the unprecedented step of commissioning South Park to write such a musical in the hope of desensitising and toughening the skin of the religion of pieces and permanent offence. I live in hope.
The sooner all Muslims convert to Mormons the better place the World will be.
I really think I have to cancel my subscription to The Times. I purposely try and read a balanced broad sheet, as I know that a click on the Daily Express or Daily Mail will result in blood boiling melt down. But it seems there is so much PC stupidity from our bed wetting, gutless politicians and institutions that it’s time to avoid any news from back home. Much simpler to follow American politics. At least it has the advantage of not affecting me and hence no boiling blood.
Just look at a few of the items of stupidity this week:
When will we ever get some politicians with some gonads and a skerrick of common sense. The only ones who seem to qualify are Farage and Mogg.
Heber City rodeo.
Wendy’s at the CC whilst I go ten pin bowling with the Park City Newcomers. Ride down there on my bike but after a Starbucks it’s a tad late to ride back so I have to cheat and catch the battery bus. Hope those Duracells last.
Home for a quick change and then we’re off to the Schmitts for a relaxing dinner on the patio before the Weber Rodeo.
Rodeo was awesome and great fireworks I’ll let the glut of pictures speak for themselves.
A anxious soon to be Mormon father spoke frantically into the phone, “My wife is pregnant and her contractions are only two minutes apart!” “Is this her first child?” the doctor asked. “No, you idiot!” the man shouted. “This is her husband!”
One time two LDS missionaries where walking down the street, when they came upon some horse manure. The first missionary said; “That looks like horse manure”. He then reached down and picked some up and said; “Feels like horse manure”. He then tasted some and said; “Taste like horse manure”. The second missionary then said; “Good thing we didn’t step in it.”
What is it with American traffic lights. You get the green light, go to turn right and find that yet another American marching band now has a walk now sign and are non-chantly strolling across, with their iPhones strapped to the side of their shrivelled brains. Can they not figure out that it would be safer if pedestrians, even brass marching bands and dozy birds with their iPhones strapped to their lips, had an exclusive time to cross the road.
Really lazy day.
I scout out a route for my last leisure bike ride, around the maze known as Park Meadows. Will we ever get out of that area once we enter. That’s my exercise for the day.
After lunch we drive down to Heber to try and get a replacement sun hat for me. The last one broke out in a bad case of prickly heat as the material started to erupt from the head band. Call in at a cowboy super store but no luck as they’re all rock hard. Must be made of fibre glass, a bit like wearing a hollow plate on your head. 
Wendy spies some cowgirl boots that she’s always yearned for. After trying every pair of size 8’s in the shop at least twice she settles on a pair. They’ll be ideal for shopping at Asda in, just what everyone is wearing under their black bin liner.
Evening is time to catch up on TV and more Madam Secretary.
Banned Mormon carton:
At least there’s plenty of sex involved.