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  1. Another reason to stay inside, in front of a nice warm computer, and view photos of the poor foolish souls who decided to get closer to nature.

  2. When I was little, I used to play in poison ivy all the time! It grew rampant at a lake that was a favorite hangout. Many years later I worked at a photo lab that had a poison ivy growth on one edge of the parking-lot. The company picnic was coming up, and SOMEONE had to clear away that vegetation. I offered to do it, proudly boasting that I’m immune to poison ivy.

    You can guess what happened.

    After spending a few hours pulling all the weeds, I washed up and found two small burn marks on the inside of my right forearm. They looked like two black holes going right into the skin, and would not wash away. That night, I started itching like mad. The next morning I arrived at work covered with tiny blisters. The stuff had apparently entered my bloodstream and took the grand tour of my body. It took a month of calamine lotion and oatmeal baths before my skin cleared up and the itching stopped.

    To this day, I can still make my ex-fiancee laugh by saying, “I’m immune to poison ivy… ivy… ivy…” in a fake “echo” voice.

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