Ya Gotta Love the Bikini

Monday, July 18th, 2005 | Uncategorized

The modern bikini was invented by engineer Louis Reard in Paris in 1946 (introduced on July 5), and named after Bikini Atoll, the site of nuclear weapon tests in the Marshall Islands, on the reasoning that the burst of excitement it would cause would be like the atomic bomb.

Reard’s suit was a refinement of the work of Jacques Heim who, two months earlier, had introduced the “Atome” (named for its size) and advertised it as the world’s “smallest bathing suit”. Reard split the “atome” even smaller, but could not find a model who would dare to wear his design. He ended up hiring Micheline Bernardini, a nude dancer from the Casino de Paris, as his model.

Oh yeah… I am supposed to talk about what I did today. Can’t imagine how I got off on that tangent….

So today Dan and I woke up in our sealed tent (and I point out the sealed part since I was kind of confused as to why there were a bunch of big ‘daddy long legs’ inside our tent). To make the most of being in the area we decided to go to Noah’s Arc in Wisconsin Dells.

$30/a day per person to get into a water park, but I gotta say I can’t complain about the scenery there at all. See the beauty of that place is 1) Lots of girls running around in Bikini’s. 2) Lots of guys who look a lot worse than me are going without shirts, so by comparison I look like a superstar ;)

Most of the rides only took a minute or so of waiting to get on. However we did decide we needed to try the ones with long lines as well. Sitting in a long line filled with pretty girls and ugly guys gives one time to ponder the great mystery of the universe…. You know the old “Why do Chicks Dig Jerks” mystery.

The wait for Black Anaconda was definitely worth it, I even got to ride down with 2 pretty girls since they needed everybody seated in 3’s.

apparently I managed to get Sun Burned all over, despite having put a ton of SPF 45 lotion on. I mean doesn’t SPF 45 translate to: FUCK YOU SUN, YOU’RE NOT WELCOME HERE!!!!? I mean we were only at the park until 2:30 or so. Bah, oh well it will make me less of a pasty white computer guy.

From there it was to early to go home so we Went over to the local Casino, and proceeded to loose all the cash we had on us. I was doing pretty well at Black Jack, but didn’t know when to quit. At one point I had been up $30, but of course that didn’t last. I have heard of people who lost their shirts at a casino, but I only lost $17 and left there with all of my clothes still on, so it was no big deal.

For dinner we drove to Outback Steakhouse, since apparantly I had lost some bet about Natalie Portman appearing naked in Playboy, so I had to buy dinner. It was hoever extremely tasty, and worth the $8 tip I left for the meal.

Back at my place we kicked back in the driveway with some Brandy & Absinthe to cool down from the long day. To my surprise Paul was actually being somewhat nice and social with Dan around. I mean after telling me “I’m going to charge him rent to stay over”, and “He can sleep in the garage” etc.. I was impressed to see him not be an ass.

Once again ended the night in the trusty ol’ hot tub, but DAMN was it harsh sitting in it Sun Burned. I should probably think about investing in some more skin moisturizer so that I don’t end up peeling.

               

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