the fine art of intending to go backpacking (carrying all equipment in a large backpack to your camping location in the woods) but instead walking out of the woods for the finer things in life: beer, entertainment, and food.
We went backpacking on the Appalachian Trail last week but with the 40 degree temps and rain, we ended up slackpacking down in Gatlinburg.
The trail we intended to backpack on had a tons of trees down over the trail. After trying to climb over and under about 20 trees, we gave up, turned around, and slackpacked at the drive-in campsite and bummed around the tiny town nearby.
This weekend slackpacking trip was fun. We had planned to backpack in to our campsite last night but we forgot to pack our dinner food. Instead we hiked in, setup camp, and walked out for pizza and beer. We ended up seeing a really good band. The walk back in to our campsite at midnight was a little scary...
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!