Finding Yourself: An Icelandic Primer

Posted: January 13, 2015 in Tim Braun
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For those of you who have been complaining that I have not been blogging enough (ha…who am I kidding….) I was taking a bit of a break over the holidays. With this post I aim to get back out there and spread my sarcasm, vitriol and cynicism away from those I hold dearest – my family – and share said qualities with the great unwashed on the internet. I feel that’s kind of like crop dusting a whole field so each plant gets a drop or two, versus just pouring a whole bucket onto one plant. As my family can confirm, sometimes the bucket is just too much to handle.

So on with the crop dusting…

Some people say that the purpose of writing a blog is finding yourself. Determining who you are, what you are about, and how you feel. But this story recently published by a friend of mine on Facebook gives the true definition of finding yourself. The story in question comes to us from the Toronto Sun and actually happened in Iceland in 2012. The story, verbatim from this bastion of news reporting:

A group of tourists spent hours Saturday night looking for a missing woman near Iceland’s Eldgja icelandCanyon, only to find her among the search party. The group was traveling through Iceland on a tour bus and stopped near the volcanic canyon in the southern highlands Saturday afternoon, reports the Icelandic news organization

One of the women on the bus left to change her clothes and freshen up. When she came back, her bus mates didn’t recognize her. Soon, there was word of a missing passenger. The woman didn’t recognize the description of herself, and joined in the search.

About 50 people searched the terrain by vehicles and on foot. The Coast Guard was even readying a helicopter to help. But the search was called off at about 3 a.m., when it became clear the missing woman was, in fact, accounted for and searching for herself.

Sometimes I write a blog….sometimes the blog writes itself.

I seem to remember this happening in a Scooby Doo episode back in the day. All of the gang was out looking for a ghost and Scooby was, of course, in the back – because that’s where you would want your best-smelling asset. In fact, I think if you analyze Scooby Doo thoroughly you’ll find that they OFTEN fell a little short in their investigative techniques. Anyway, so they were all creeping along with their arms posed in a creepy way like such:


Invariably, the ghost would wind up walking right behind them until one of them turned around and noticed. However, the ghost is apparently much more intelligent than the lady in Iceland – since I think the ghost at least recognized itself. According to the story above, “The woman didn’t recognize the description of herself, and joined the search.” Sheesh.

Incidentally, while searching the vast wasteland that is the internet for Scooby Doo pictures I came across this image:


That’s right, someone took the time to create bodies and bathing suits for these fine, serious investigators. That’s what the internet can do for you, ladies and gentlemen. And you know what? It worked, because I looked at it, liked it and copied it.

Maybe I’m still trying to find myself as well.  More blogs coming….

  1. Carrie Rubin says:

    That story is crazy. If I wrote that into my fiction, people would say, “No way, that would never happen” and I’d be accused of being far-fetched. As for the Scooby Doo gang, Velma’s got a v-shaped torso that could rival Fred’s.

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  2. You are so right- sometimes the blog writes itself…
    For the record, I was missing your blogging! Who else would take the time to find/insert a buffed out Scooby Doo picture…

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  3. mabukach says:

    Amazing – Who was more embarrassed, the woman or the search party?

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