Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Have you noticed the commotion over Caroline Kennedy's bid to be appointed to the vacant Senate seat in New York? All sorts of debate over her "qualifications" to be a US Senator.
Seems to me that if you are a US citizen and people are either willing to appoint you or vote for you, then you meet the standard.
All you have to do is look at some of the characters in the Congress to understand that the standards of admission just can't be too complicated.
If you don't want Sweet Caroline to be appointed, why not just say so, and forego all of the bogus posturings of her qualifications.
It's easy to have grown tired of the Kennedy's. If that is your position, so be it. But in America, everybody of legal age and proper residency has the qualifications by definition.
So kiss my ass.
If I can take the high road, so can you.
In the next day or so, you'll know who the POTY is. That should calm you down a bit.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
This year's POTY choice is still up in the air. Thanks for your thoughtful nominations, but they are still falling way short.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
The key is to concentrate on the present, and form the basis for more happy memories. I guess that's true for everyday, not just Christmas. But Christmas is the marker that elicits the memories.
So Peeps.... have a Merry Christmas.... Felice Navidad.... Joyeux Noel..... and Glad Tidings to you and your loved ones.
2008 has been a great year. As my POTY term comes to a close I have a few parting words. First off congratulations to the Nestor's, the Bruett's, and the Crawford's on their new family additions. Thankfully the children look like their mothers. Now I hope to see Tuna Lips Advice column heat up in early 2009. That is by far my favorite part of the Blog. Thank you again to Nance Nog.....I still wouldn't be here without it. And a Big Thank you to Jay for letting me live out my POTY dream. It has been a wild ride. I still get stopped for pictures and public appearances. I never knew how world-wide this Blog is. A Bottle of Lagavulin is in Jay's future, He deserves it. It has been a hectic year but I have enjoyed carrying the torch of POTY. I know Jay will pick my replacement carefully. Happy New Year to All. My predictions for 2009:
Celts Win NBA Championship again-Screw pau Gasol he sucks
Bruins win the whole Damn thing too-Congrats to Dave Bruett who has been waiting forever for that moment
Pats Make the playoffs
YANKEES DO NOT WIN THE WORLD SERIES-Guaranteed
and will be the laughing stock of MLB
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
It's not like we have everything done at Nanepashemet Telecom. But we're substantially caught up, and it's going to be hard to get any response out there. So we'll concentrate on tying up some loose ends and try to get the machine into an idle mode.
It won't be easy.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Went to the Christmas Reception at Ryan Marine Service, where I met "My Friend Who Doesn't Want his Name Mentioned in the Blog" and his daughter Abby.
Mark Ryan and Abby convinced me that I don't want a 9.9 HP motor for the Marblehead Gunning Dory. A 5HP should do the trick.
Anyway..... then I went back to pick up Joanne for the Roper's Christmas Party, where they always gather over the piano and sing Xmas Carols. Those of you that know me best, know that while I am an excellent dancer, my vocal skills are basically sub par.
So we skipped out before the pressure to sing got too intense.
Friday, December 19, 2008
There is a ton of bird activity in the backyard and at the feeder this morning. They must sense the snowstorm that is about to hit New England.
Lots of Sparrows, Nuthatches, Mourning Doves, Blue Jays, even a Robin. Plus the hog Grey Squirrel that is starting to get on my nerves.
It's also the first time that I've seen a Red Bellied Woodpecker back there.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Couldn't get the trucks up a hill because of snow... so we hired a plow and sanded.
Couldn't get the 1,100 lb. generator off of the truck because the hydralic lift broke down.... so we muscled it out with a backhoe.
Clearly, the Universe sent gremlins to torture and challenge us today.... and it came up majorly short. Another score for the "Mountain of a Man" team.
Speaking of torture...
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 50th week of 2008
Tim, the Manager at the Penske Truck Rental Place in Portland, Me.
I expect things to slow down in the next two weeks. Time to get reflective and give you the benefit of some of my best thinking.
Tuna Lips said...
Time to unshod yer feets and let them dogs breathe a spell. I reckon a good snooze and some extended mouth breathin' will fix you up jus fine fer a good run of it over these holiday makin. Drink long and deep of the potion of yer choice, amigo. Joyeux Noel (picked that up from a gap tooth harlot down in N'Orleans, Christmas tide, 1977). Plenty of good folk out there, I reckon. Dummies.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Tommy McMahon said....
J. After age 25 are you required to have a minimum of a strong buzz to go sledding with your friends?
Yes Tommy, a strong buzz is a requirement for many things.... among them.... sledding.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Yes, now that I've taught you about Dark and Stormies, Buffalo Wings, VO and Cider, and Fried Turkey, you would thing that I have exhausted the entire culinary topic.
But No. I've just made the perfect kettle of macaroni and cheese, and since I'm feeling a bit generous this evening, I've decided to share my expertise with you regarding this ultra important, staple of life, food of champions.
The first step is important. Get a two quart soup kettle. Fill it half way with cold water and put it on the stove to boil.
While the water is boiling, place about a cup and a half of whole milk into a saucepan, and turn the burner on medium heat. Go the refridgerator or freezer for 1 1/ 2 cups of shredded cheddar cheese and place this into the milk. Stir this until the cheese is melted. The mixture will seem more milky then cheesy.
By now, water will have come to a rolling boil and take a lb. box of elbow macaroni, dump it into the kettle and set the timer for 7 minutes. I prefer Barilla or Prince elbows.
Keep stirring both the macaroni and the milk and cheese with a wooden spoon. Take 1/4 cup of white flour and stir it into the cheese mixture. It's amazing how this thickens. Keep stirring and cut up one stick of butter and add it to the cheese. Salt and pepper the mixture while continuing to stir.
Do you notice the stirring theme???? This is macaroni and cheese!! It must be constantly attended to if you want to achieve the pinnacle of success.
By now the timer has rung.... immediately remove the macaroni from the stove and shut off the burner. Use pot holders, unless you are oblivious to pain. Bring the kettle to a colander that you have placed in the sink before this whole affair began.
Dump the macaroni to drain in the colander and then refill the kettle with the drained macaroni.
Take the cheese mixture and mix it into the kettle. Move the kettle onto the burner that the cheese came off of and keep it low. Mix thoroughly with the wooden spoon. Hit it again with some salt and pepper.
Put a lid on the kettle.
Enjoy your comfort food to excess.
I still haven't shaken this cold completely so have stayed away from seeing my new grandson, Ethan. Maybe today it will be safe enough to meet him by this afternoon, if this hacking cough has left me by then. I'm sure he's been disappointed by not seeing me yet.
Other stuff that has to be done includes....
- Covering the Tender for the weekend,
- Hauling the Trash that I forgot to put out this week to the Marblehead Dump
- Cleaning out my file draws and bookcase from irrelevant crap.
- Tons of Nanepashemet paperwork
Seems doable. Or... I could sit here in my pajamas blogging and watch TV all day. It's not like that never happened before.
Friday, December 12, 2008
The thought of another 2 hr drive to Rockland and then trying to navigate up a 30 degree sloped dirt road to the final cell site destination didn't look too promising. So we bagged it and came home to Marblehead. Safety considerations.
A lesser man would have made the stupid decision to forge ahead.
But we had breakfast in Portland, and were back in Marblehead by 10:30 AM with a salvaged day, and able to make a run at it again next week.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
I am most heartfully sorry that I have neglected you.... what with all of the emails threatening suicide and all.... I personally would never kill myself over a freaking blog.... But that's just me.
If you want to off yourself because of a missing blog post fix, be my guest. But remember... a dead person cannot be a Peep of the Week!!!
That thought alone should sustain your pathetic, insidious, paltry lives.!!!!
Which reminds me....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 49th week of 2008.
Soon the Blog postings will be back to normal again, but Nanepashemet Telecom is caught in that end of the year corporate "I have to make my numbers to get my bonus, so let's thrash the contractors" mode.
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
But it happened.
I haven't even gotten a chance to meet my new grandson because of all this hacking and sneezing.
But do you see me complaining and whining???? Freaking sniffles are NOTHING!
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Another damn good looking grandson.
I'm sure that Ethan will give his older brother, Will, who is a year and a half older, a lot of friendship and competition.
Their Mom, Courtney, looks pretty happy and relieved. Childbirth is a wonderful experience... I'm thankful that I've experienced it from the fathering side.
The day Ethan picked to be born on is the same as his grandfather and great grandmother. It's the first cool move in his young life.
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Soon it will be time to start thinking of the coveted position of Peep of the Year.
Michael Murphy has had a rather quiet reign as last year's title holder and wasn't as flamboyant as his POTY predecessor, Tommy McMahon, who made a tremendous spectacle of himself by tackling inebriated trespassers at Fenway Park during the games. But Tom gave up that coveted low paying security position this year.
There are plenty of good candidates to draw from though, and I welcome your nominations, although they are unlikely to influence the ultimate selection in any way.
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 49th Week of 2008
And no..... as much as I would be tempted, I can't select Sarah Palin as the POTY.... but that doesn't mean she is not a HOTTY.
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Best thing to do is put your head down, move forward, and not let your ego get sucked into all the craziness.
Monday, December 01, 2008
I have purchased two front vises from Grizzly and have ordered tail vise hardware from Woodcraft and will be laminating the base from maple and mahoghany. The top will be birch plywood, laminated with CDX or MDF.
It's going to have lines like this nice Laguna production model, without the cabinet work in the base. I'm going to store it in the basement and cover it in Nanepashemet paperwork when not in use.... which will be most of the time unfortunately.
All in all, it will be a super cool bench and should be ready for action by February, when the Dory action will get back into the forefront.
There will be pictures. I hope to keep the quality equal to Will's Toy Chest which I view as my best work thus far, even better than the Herreshoff Columbia Tender, although you haven't seen the pics of the corner TV shelf that I made for Joanne last month.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
In general, I ate and drank way too much. Probably with an emphasis on the "drank". Made the mistake of going to the Gerry 5 last night and knocked down many beers that I really didn't need to consume.
It's funny.... If I told Joanne on a Saturday night that I was going to the Gerry.... it would be hot tongue and cold shoulder for me. But if her Mikey asks me if I want to go... she is all "Why aren't you going to the Gerry?" Even if I don't really feel like going.
I guess it's the inconsistencies of life that keep things interesting.
So naturally... the minute I walk into the Gerry, some booze bag misinterprets something I said and tries to call me out. As much as I would have liked to pummel him into oblivion, I avoided the pleasure and talked him down. Getting sued by an inebriated asshole would have been fairly unsavory. Plus, I probably would have been banned by the Gerry. The satisfaction of moving his broken nose to another side of his drunken face just wasn't worth it.
Once again... a Mountain of a Man Move!
Today I'll start to mill the birch logs that I have hanging around the garage to begin building some oversized workbench legs. But by the end of the day, I'll be revving up Nanepashemet Telecom. Next week is a big week and I want to have all of the cobwebs shaken out before I wake up tomorrow morning.
Tuna Lips said...
I finds myself regurgitating sweet potato pie at the thought of the harm I done to myself this past festivizing period. There are several recitations of criminalizin facts that strike me all too plausible. Damn that Shoo Fly.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Every year around this time, I resolve to get some skiing in up North. X-C or Downhill... it doesn't matter. Course I didn't realize that the Nanepashemet business was going to hit like a Tsunami. So the prospects of really hitting this resolution are slight.
I suppose that this is good.
Since my skiing skills are only slightly better than than my golfing skills, I've been pretty lucky. After all... you can't get badly hurt golfing... generally.... but skiing is a whole different story.
If I was badly injured, and couldn't Blog, thousands of Peep lives would be left spinning helplessly out of control. Just because I selfishly chose to ski this year. I couldn't live with myself.
Friday, November 28, 2008
Maybe you would, but not me... what with my iron discipline and magnanimous sense of obligation.
This week is a special week, because we came up with another automatic selection. That is always extra satisfying for me. Plus there is a huge range of choice from all of the annoying/inspirational things that happened at the Bash.
Still, I'm sure the selections will stir their usual cauldrons of controversy.
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 46th Week of 2008
Bob Wojcik (Automative Gift of Lagavulin)
Now we can head into the Christmas season.
Most people like to dwell on the stuff that pisses them off. There is a whole series of New Age philosophy called the Law of Attraction that says that this practice attracts more negative stuff and a constant circle of problems and unpleasantness materializes. If this is true, then the current economic downturn must be adding a lot of fuel to this negative thought engine.
You can't dwell on the bad stuff.
I'm not saying that you should deny it's existence. Forgive and forget is Bullshit. You have to forgive, but you should never forget. The bad stuff is part of what makes your current existence who you are, and you have to remember it to avoid its recurrence. But if you can forgive yourself and others for the negative stuff that happened, then you don't perpetuate negative stuff that occurs by dwelling upon it.
That's what I think Christ mean't when he said to love your enemies and turn the other cheek. Disarm the bastards by forgiving them. It is practical advise and allows you to move forward and rise above.
After all.... Living Well is the Best Revenge.
Tuna Lips said...
Ise taken to cognitatin' on yer ramblings, and whilst i love the baby Jesus and thinks you are spot on in assaying his logic, I also find a sharpened key to the quarter panel of yer fellow person's new pre-owned marcedes has a catheterizing effect. Lives in the moment, carpet days sorta thing.
The ceremonial airing of greivances while dancing around an open fire built with yer high fallutin' neighbors belongings, that can bring a primal stirring to a fellers loins that spells out much of the rule book of this here existing. Take by force and fear, or by guile and a smile.
Tuna Lips, out!
Thursday, November 27, 2008
This year's Night Before Thanksgiving Day Bash is history.
After sifting through the dozens of emails asking how the Bash worked out, you would think I would be a bit annoyed. If you are so interested, you should have come. But then it was packed to capacity, so it's probably better that you didn't.
Judging by the comsumption of Dark and Stormies, it would have to be termed a success.
Bob Wocjik attained the status of "Mountain of a Man" due to his classy gift of Lagavulin and other sacrifices that he made for the overall Bash Results.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
If everything works out today, I'll make a quick trip to Ogunquit this morning to pull a permit for a Nanepashemet customer, then deadhead back to Marblehead and be in place by noon. That's when we will be packing it in to concentrate on the Thanksgiving Bash that we are hosting this evening.
Bash preparations include making the dough for Fried Dough, cutting the twenty lbs of chicken for the Buffalo Wings and setting up the turkey fryer. That's my chores. Joanne has her own, including making the macaroni and cheese, chili, scallops and bacon, clam balls, etc. .... and we try to stay clear of each other for the most part.
It's tough to keep the menu concentrated on "White Trash" food, but we are trying to stay true to the theme, with an eye to the subtheme of "understated elegance".
We always take a number of photos at each year's Bash, but this year I'll be periodically downloading onto the PC and projecting onto the 42" HDTV so that everyone can withness their true appearances. It will be interesting whether this revs things up or cools it down.... I suppose it depends upon the individual.
At any rate, all Peeps are welcome. And remember the Lagavulin automatic rule. That always makes it extra special for me.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
You remember the Insidious Bob Wojcik, who successfully ruined my running career by his fraudulent advice on stretching. Now he is at it again, wistfully remembering a tennis match that he and I clashed in at the North Conway NH venue last fall.
"Speaking of the makings of Mountain Men... My doc confirmed that I took you down, on your homecourt with two (not one) torn Menisci. To come back from one set down, then 3 Love in the last set while in excrutiating pain is inspriational and without a doubt, the true definition of a mountain man! "
What he is trying to say in his folksy colloquial manner, is that he once beat me in Tennis while suffering with two torn Menisci.
First of all Bob, I don't know what the hell a Menisci is. So why the hell are you boasting that you that you had two of said Menisci torn????
The fact is that you were in danger of being beaten in tennis by an old, fat, white guy, who damn near collapsed from exhaustion before the warm ups were over. Despite being at least ten years of age older than you, and slovenly living those ten years at that, I made you tear your freaking Menisci in order to beat me.
I anxiously await a rematch.
btw...what made you get back on your bike after three months? Did you run out of gas or something but couldn't wait to run out for some more nachos? Motivation or necessity? That is the question!
Monday, November 24, 2008
Those who have traveled with me, like the two Bob's, know that I am just a terrible wheel man. Despite this, my driving record is immaculate. This is because of my superior judgement.... knowing that I am a hazard at the wheel, I deftly avoid situations where my lack of driving skills would be apparent.
That is precisely what happened today as I rented a 30' Penske Diesel to deliver materials to a Coast Guard site in Cape Cod. After driving a mile, I quickly realized that I had no business driving a rig that big, and surrendered the wheel to the new Nanepashemet guy, Al, who proved to be the far better man..
It takes a big man.... nay, a Mountain of A Man.... to admit to his weaknesses.
Tuna Lips said...
I am licensed to drive the bigs rigs - asks Lulu Thistlesnatch - gotta go about 20 stones, as the Limeys would say. Pleasured her at the Turkey Trot the other night, and dirn neer herniatered my back. Big rig.
Chickens comin' home to roost on others fronts, reapin' what I sowed. I felled victim to one of the classic blunders, the most knowed is never get involved in a land war in Asia, but only slightly less well-known is this here: never go in against a Eye-talian when death is on the line.
But I figure to endure.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
That's no surprize.
The urge to eat copious amounts of Buffalo Wings, Macaroni and Cheese, Chile, and Fried Dough, along with drinking highly inappropriate amounts of Beer, Wine, Dark and Stormies, Seagrams and Cider, and ultimately Lagavulin Night Caps is enough to cause consternation in the sturdiest Party Hounds among you Peeps.
Plus this year Carly Press passed the Bar in two States! That's Great... Another Lawyer... Just what we need!!!! At least she's a lot better looking than the average attorney. We'll probably have a couple of ambulance chasers at this bash. Piscatelli has threatened to attend, and this year, he might just come through.
Course the Two Bobs and "My Friend Who Doesn't Want His Name Mentioned in the Blog" will be there, along with his authoress wife, Nancy, Abby, Dave and Meghan and his new granddaughter, Caroline.
Katelyn is nagging me to get the door to the downstairs half bath fixed.... Something about privacy or something. I mean... just hold out as long as possible before you break the seal... then you won't care if the door is open of not. But I'll probably fix it anyway just to get her off of my ass.
It's rumored that Emily Engardia along with her squeeze, River, will be coming in from Lake Tahoe. You will recall that Emily beat Bob "Mountain of a Man" Brown hands down in the Nanepashemet Peeps Logo Contest, so it will be interesting to see them both at the same event. Sparks could fly.
MegaPeeps, Brian and Stacey Butler will be showing new megapeep offspring, Grady. I'm psyched for that.
Tons of other Highlights.
Katelyn and Jack Dog
Grandson Will along with his soon to be born brother, Malachi (that is the code name that the Psychic told me)
Tyler, Liz and Maddie Gill
Archrival Joe Collins and the lovely Michelle.
Crawfords galore with young Will and his cousins Charlotte and Phoebe.
Hudaks, Dale, Buck, Gail, Drew and the ultra hotty Kristen.
Brendt and Kerry DiOrio, Peabody's, Tommy O and Linda
McMahon, Murph, Ropers
And Many MORE!
It will be a quiet, low key affair with witty humor and pithy conversation,,,,, NOT!!!
Friday, November 21, 2008
It was the week from hell with multiple hearings, night work, conference calls, site visits, deliveries, meetings. In the middle of it all, I bought a truck for a new construction manager that Nanepashemet is taking on.
It was the biggest Blog posting lapse in the past three years, but I really don't give a shit... I was straight out.
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 45th week of 2008.
Naturally, there was a lot of whining and complaning about the slack in Blog posts. I'm just too tired to get pissed off about it.
Tuna Lips said...
Bully fer you, Ise glad workin' is not lost on certain segmentations of this here country.
I gotta prepare my turkey baster for tonites "Turkey Trot" swingers dance. Gonna baste some giblets, hoo ha!
Sunday, November 16, 2008
This week is going to be a Bitch.
In the back of everyone's mind is that Thanksgiving is the week after this one, and everything will be winding completely down. So if you have some action items to take care of ... this week is do or die.
The problem is that you'll be trying to get your priorities accomplished, but everyone else will be stretching you to take care of theirs.
Like I said... it's going to be a Bitch.
I'll let you know by the end of the week how I am able to rise above it all and cope. That's the benefit of being a Mountain of a Man like me.
"If one advances confidently in the direction of
his dreams, and endeavors to live the life he
has imagined, he will meet with a success
unexpected in common hours."
- H.D. Thoreau
Saturday, November 15, 2008
You have to wonder at the thought process of an 18 month old human, as he has dedicated himself to dragging a plastic race track toy from the living room, the dining room, through the kitchen, into the hallway and finally back into the living room.... not once, but ten consecutive, non-stop times.
Each lap has been performed very purposefully. It's been tiring for me watching him while sitting in my easy chair. I can't imagine how exhausted Joanne must be chasing him around.
Maybe it's not all that random. I suppose it's more productive than posting to this pathetic blog.
Friday, November 14, 2008
She obviously has a nose for international affairs.
After all.... didn't she dodge sniper bullets getting off of the plane in Bosnia with her daughter, Chelsea, in tow? Seems to me that she said that they had to scurry to cover. Under heavy fire and all.
Oh Yeah! I forgot. That was a complete fabrication. But she apologized for making it up, so that's ok.
Guess it was the pressure of the campaign that made her conjure up that BIG one.
She'd make a hell of a Secretary of State. Except for the little business of running fast and loose with the facts.
And the Dems have the balls to make fun of Governor Palin!!!! Why can't Obama find a spot for Monica Lewinsky? Bill did.
I suppose this post is a little harsh on my part. But if you can dispute these facts, then I will recommend that Barack appoint you to the Supreme Court.
This shit is going to get stale pretty quick.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 44th Week of 2008.
the Bulgarian Salesgirl in the Menemsha Blues store on the Vinyard
Time to get back to the car on this Ferry.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I hope I can get cell signal on the boat passage.
Monday, November 10, 2008
We'll be firing up the turkey frier for the buffalo wings and fried dough.
Mike Nestor is threatening to bring clam chowder and Steve Lewis mentioned something about his barbequed ribs. Of course, there will be a big kettle of Macaroni and Cheese to go with the Dark and Stormies.
And the Beer will flow like wine!
This can only mean one thing.... the annual night before Thanksgiving Day Bash. It is really starting to heat up.
Underneath it all will be the understated elegance for which the event is so rightly known..... and the theme of excessive eating and drinking remains this year by popular demand. As usual, there will be no written invitations. But your attendance is mandatory.
This year, we should see a new generation of Peeps make their first appearance. Will, Caroline, Will, Phobe, Charlotte, Maddie, Ethan, Becket, Grady..... Yes, there will be a non-alcoholic infant and toddler division for the growing number of Peeps aged 3 and below that have entered this exclusive circle.
More details to follow.
Tuna Lips said...
A handy reminder, time to break out my decoratins and get the Ruffies for the special Holiday Brew, Tuna Style, that is akin to the Funky Cold Medina fancied by your neighbors votin' block. Works every time, best to give that to receive, so says ole TL!
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Lately, a lot of you Peeps have been asking me how the Dory is coming along. Do you think that I don't sense the sarcasm and ridicule in this annoying question?
You obviously know that I have neglected the Dory project, yet you persist in asking me about it's progress!
A lesser man would undoubtably burst a gasket and shower you with obscenities, but you have pitted yourself against my superior discipline and self control.
The fact is that all of my projects are ultimately geared to construction of the Marblehead Gunning Dory. First I have to fit out the basement so Mike will have a place to entertain when he ventures to Marblehead from South Boston. Then I have to make a series of tool boxes to organize my growing tool collection. And I'm thinking or seriously milling some birch logs into bench posts for a workbench that I have been contemplating for some time now.
Also, this period of inactivity has given me the perspective to make the dory into a dedicated inshore lobster boat with a primary outboard power option and space to transport traps and bait. The Red Riser Davit Pulley System will be incorporated into this design as well as the Honda 9 HP Four Stroke.
Plus, I've been grabbing ideas from my Brother Boatbuilders on the Web.
So I really haven't been neglecting the Dory. It's just been mental progress rather than physical.
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Friday, November 07, 2008
Don't you have your own life?
You do, and it's time that you stop living your life vicariously through my experiences.
But just so you don't get hit cold turkey, I guess I'll have to let you in on my weekend plans.
Tomorrow, I plan on getting some details on my Maine Swan's Island Coast Guard survey done early in the morning, then off to Moynihan Lumber in Beverly to buy the moulding for the basement work. If I still have some gas left, I'll set up the chop saw in the basement and start installing the ceiling moulding. I'm actually looking forward to it.
That should take me through Sat and Sun until the Patriots game, at which time I'll kick back and plan the attack for next week's Nanepashemet Telecom's conquests.
So now why don't you figure out what the hell you plan to do this weekend!
Tuna Lips said...
I'mma gonna glaze some hams! Coo Coo!
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Katelyn asked me to blog the episode in the life of Lauren Rathbone. Normally I would not concede to this type of request, but I thought this it was extraordinary that Kate asked me to Blog something, rather than remove something from the Blog.... plus it's really funny.
I have never been so embarassed in my life...I went to market basket tonite after the boys went to bed, and I have been trying not to eat sweets inorder to lose the 20 extra pounds they have left me...Well I had a major breakdown at the store and bought a slice of Boston creme pie,,who does that...But I was too embarassed to eat it at home(more like could not wait)...So I ate it driving home, well all the sudden "I get pulled over...The cop asked me if I was drinking because I was swerving on the back road..I had to tell him no I was shoving PIE in my face before I get home, because I broke my diet...He laughed in my FACE....I never in MY life think I have been so mortified,,,,and I cannot tell Jason he will never let me live it down...I was crying I was so embarressed !!!! I tell you I wish i was drinking...
Not a tourist destination.
I think that if I ever decide to cash it in and be a recluse, I will head to Swan's Island. No restaurants, one tiny store, no gas stations.... only a ferry landing, a Town Hall, some very scary housing and some high end vacation homes, interspersed with lobster wharfs and boats.
Clearly a place for contemplation. Speaking of deep thinking.....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 43th week of 2008
Dexter Lee, Swan's Island Selectman
Murdoch Staples, Swan's Island Chairman of the Planning Board
Tomorrow, I return to Marblehead, but not before taking a detour through Scarborough, Maine to see my old friend, Bill Shanahan, who is a member of the Planning Board there. I'm thinking that Bill might have some pull with the big Cabelas store that just opened there.
The Democrats and the liberal newsmedia will blame the Republican legacy, and the Republicans will splinter off into critical bomb tossers. Diane Sawyer and Charlie Gibson will continue to be transparent biased assholes.
And so it goes.
Our system of checks and balances works well despite all of the obnoxious nuances.
And for God's sake, get off of Palin. It's over... you won.... if she is so stupid, why are you so afraid of her?????
So I think the Palin bashing will continue.
The one thing that I'm very concerned about is the resolve that the Terrorists will have to test Obama. After Bush kicked the shit out of Saddam Hussein, and sent that worm, Bin Laden underground, they haven't had the balls to crawl out of their holes, but I'm nervous about their next move to see how Obama will react.
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
I have to rush to Maine. No rest for the weary, but I couldn't leave without letting you know that Obama won the election.
Yes he did, and there are millions of race cards that can never be played again in this country. An African American has been elected President by an overwhelming majority. That in itself is something to be proud off. I'm happy to have seen it in my lifetime, regardless of Obama's political beliefs.
That said, buckle your seat belts and hold on to your wallets. We are going on a wild ride.
Sunday, November 02, 2008
She proved us right today by giving birth to two little daughters named Charlotte (5lb 2 ounces) and Phoebe (4lb 11 ounces) at Brigham and Women's Hospital in Boston.
Congratulations to Chris and Sarah and thanks for bringing some more joy to the world today. We'll be keeping a close eye on these Crawford girls in the years to come.
Saturday, November 01, 2008
You know you're from Boston if....
1. The Red Sox World Series win was the greatest moments in your life.
2. The guy driving in front of you is going 70 mph and you're swearing at
3. When ordering a tonic, you say a Coke.
4. You went to Canobie Lake Park or Water Country as a kid
5. You actually enjoy driving around rotaries.
6. You do not recognize the letter "R" as a part of the English language.
7. Your social security number starts with a 0
8. You can actually find your way around Boston.
9. You know what a "regular" coffee is.
10. You keep an ice scraper in your car year-round.
11. You can tell the difference between a Revere accent and a Dorchester accent.
12. Springfield is located "way out west."
13. You almost feel disappointed if someone doesn't flip you the bird when you cut them off.
14. You know how to pronounce names like Worcester, Billerica, Gloucester, and Haverhill.
15. Anyone you don't know is a potential idiot until proven otherwise. (heheheh)
16. Paranoia sets in if you can't see a Dunkin Donuts or a CVS Pharmacy at all times.
17. You have driven to New Hampshire on a Sunday just to buy alcohol.
18. You know how to pronounce Yastrzemski.
19. You know there's a trophy at the end of the Bean Pot.
20. You order iced coffee in January
21. You know that the Purple Line will take you anywhere
22. You love scorpion bowls.
23. You know what they sell at a Packie.
24. Sorry Manny, but number 24 means DEWEY EVANS.
25. You know what First Night is.
26. You know at least one guy named Sean, Pat, Whitey, Red, Bud or Seamus.
27. McLobster = McCrap!
28. You know at least 2 cops because they were your high school drinking
29. Sure there are 6 New England states, but Connecticut & R.I. really
30. You intentionally give wrong directions to tourists, then say to
yourself ,"Ah, screw them."
31. You know at least one bar where you can get something to drink after
32. You're sick of the Kennedy's, but you vote for them anyway.
33. You know holding onto the railing when riding the Green Line is not
34. The numbers '78 and '86 make you cringe.
35. You've been to Goodtimes before
36. You think the rest of the country owes you for Thanksgiving and
37. You have never been to "Cheers."
38. The words 'WICKED' and 'GOOD' go together.
39. You've been to Fenway Park several times.
40. You've gone to at least one party at U Mass.
41. You own a "Yankees Suck" shirt or hat.
42. You know what a Frappe is.
43. You've been to Hempfest.
44. You know who Frank Averuch is.
45. ADVANCED: You know Frank Averuch was once Bozo the Clown
46. You can complete the following: "Lynn,Lynn......"
47. You get pissed off when a restaurant serves clam chowder, and it turns
out to be Snows.
48. You actually know how to merge from six lanes of traffic down to one.
49. The TV weatherman is damn good if he's right 25% of the time.
50. You never go to Cape Cod," you go "down the Cape".
51. You think that Roger Clemens and Johnny Damon are more evil than Whitey Bulger.
52. You know who Whitey Bulger is.
53. You went to the Swan Boats, Seven Gables, or Plymouth Plantation on a
54. Bobby Orr is loved as much as Larry Bird, Tom Brady, and Ted Williams.
55. You remember Major Mudd.
56. You know what candlepin bowling is.
57. You can drive to the mountains and the ocean all in one day.
58. You know Scollay Square once stood where Government Center is.
59. When you were a kid, Rex Trailer was the coolest guy around. Speaking
60. You can still hum the song from the end of Boom Town
61. Calling Carrabba's an "Italian" restaurant is sacrilege.
62. You still have your old Flexible Flyer somewhere in your parents'attic.
63. You know that the Mass Pike is some sort of strange weather dividing
64. The only time you've been on the Freedom Trail is when relatives are in
65. The Big Dig tunnel disaster wasn't really that much of a surprise.
66. You call guys you've just met "Chief" or "Boss."
67. 4:15 pm and pitch black out means there's just 3 more shopping days until Christmas
68. You know more than one person with the last name Murphy
69. You refer to Savin Hill as "Stab 'n Kill."
70. You've never eaten at Durgin Park, but recommend it to tourists.
71. You can't look at the zip code 02134 without singing it.
72. You voted for a Republican Mormon as Governor just to screw with the
rest of the country.
73. 11 pm? Drunk? It means one thing: Kowloon!
74. 2 am? Drunk? It means one thing: Kelly's Roast Beef!
75. 5 am? Drunk? It means one thing: You wish you had a blanket in your
76. You know that P-Town isn't the name of a new rap group.
77. People you don't like are all "Bastids."
78. You took school or work off for the Patriots first Super Bowl Win
79. You've called something "wicked pissa."
80. You'll always get razzed for Dukakis.
81. Saturday afternoons meant Creature Double Feature with Dale Dorman
82. Sunday mornings meant the Three Stooges on Channel 38
83. You've slammed on your brakes to deter a tailgater.
84. No, you don't trust the Gorton's Fisherman.
85. You know that Papa Gino's usually has a jukebox.
86. You think Aerosmith is the greatest rock band of all time!!!!!!!!!
87. Your town has at least 6 sub shops, and none of them are a Subway.
88. You know at least three Tony's, one Vinnie and a Frankie.
89. 20 degrees isn't that bad as long as there ain't no
wind- then it gets wicked cold.
90. You were very sad when saying goodbye to the Boston Garden.
91. Thanksgiving means family, turkey, High School football, and Alice's
92. You know the guy who founded the Boston Pops was Athah Feedlah.
93. You know what the Combat Zone is.
94. You actually drive 45 minutes to New Hampshire to save $5 in sales tax
95. You pull out of a side street and use your car to block oncoming
traffic to make a left.
96. You've bragged about the money you've saved at The Christmas Tree Shop.
97. You've been to Hampton Beach on a Saturday night.
98. Playing street hockey was a daily after school ritual.
99. Hearing an old lady shout "Numbah 96 for Sioux City!" means it's time
100. You remember Jordan Marsh, Filene's, Grants, Bradlees, Caldor, Zayres,
or Ann & Hope.
101. You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from
I don't see the point in this incessant raking of leaves. Plus the freaking tree in front of my house still has leaves that are green and are just waiting for me to finish raking so they can fall when I kick back on the couch.
In the old days in Lynn, we used to pile the leaves up and burn them. The smell was so neat... it was the quintessential scent of autumn. Naturally that is illegal now. Government is doing it's job protecting us from ourselves. Something about fire hazards, although I never remember any problem burning leaves when I was growing up. Maybe we were just lucky.
Before the Pilgrims landed, the Sachem Nanepashemet of the Naumkeag band of the Massachusetts Algonquin tribe was the ruler of all of the land along the coastline from the Charles River in Boston, to the Piscataqua River in Portsmouth, and north as far as the New Hampshire White Mountains.
He was killed in a raid in 1619 by the fierce MicMac Tarratine tribe that inhabited the Maine coast from the Saco River northward.
There is a lot more to the story, but that is all I feel like telling you now.
This turn of the century hotel that used to be on Marblehead Neck was also named after him. Apparently, other people over time have thought it was a cool name too.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Many of you sucked it up and realized that I had to neglect the Blog while I tended to business.
You let your need for a pathetic Blog fix take a second seat, because you saw the intense pressure that I faced in pumping out deliverables from 5:30AM to 1:00AM the following morning.
To you I hold undying gratitude, loyalty and respect. The rest of you low-life, knuckle-dragging, nit-wit wannabees can burn in hell for the next million years or so.
The simple fact is that Nanepashemet Telecom came through bigtime, like the cutting edge, state of the art, professional organization that it is. Now it's time to boogie down.
Nanepashemet Peeps of the week for the 42nd week of 2008.
Things should be getting back to normal now ... but will normal ever be the same???? !
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
This time by successfully bringing Grady Thomas Butler into the world today at a healthy weight of 7lbs, 1 ounce.
Happy Birthday Grady!
We're expecting great things from you as the first born of such illustrious Mega Peeps. Even the gout that has flared up in my right big toe cannot dim the joy of this moment!
Friday, October 24, 2008
I do admit that it was a hell of a week.... with a couple of incoming shells which we diffused harmlessly.
There have been a number of times when I have had a rising star in business. The one constant is that you are bound to make enemies. When you are succeeding, you shine a light on those who are not cutting it, and you are also taking the place of those who feel that they have a right to your position.
Both instances cause hostility.
In business, if everybody likes you, you're doing something wrong. You want the Assholes, Incompetents, and Phonies to be threatened and condemn you. If they didn't, you would be just like them.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Naturally, that was the only thing that I didn't work on.... and I worked alot!
It was one of those days replete with wierd shit occurring - both good and irritating.
I came really close to buying a 9 HP Honda 4 Stroke from Ryan Marine to build the Gunning Dory around. That's how crazy the day got. Now it's going to get even worse!
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for Week 41 of 2008
Tomorrow, I'm only working on that one thing.... except for lunch in downtown Boston at the UMASS Club.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
The problem with getting up and out around 5:00 AM for me is that it really screws up my internal routine, and I feel uncomfortable for the rest of the day until the afternoon when I search for a public rest room to make things right. I hate doing my duty in public. Lining the seat is always a pain, and I still feel all general public germy and stuff.
There is no place like home.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Didn't I give you fair warning????
Didn't I explicitly say that I was out straight with Nanepashemet Telecom and that I wouldn't be coming up for air until Nov. 1????
So what's with all of your whining and complaining about not having a nice fresh Nanepashemet Blog Post that you can get into the fetal position and suck your thumb with?
It's all about you, isn't it? You don't care how overworked and stressed out I am, as long as you get your little Blogging fix on a daily basis. You, You, and not to be overlooked, You. Disgusting, self centered, bombastic blobs of paltry protoplasm.
If I didn't think that it would rip a hole in the fabric of the Universe, I'd shut down this pathetic blog right here, right now.
Whoa.... That even scares me!
Sunday, October 19, 2008
The flock of Tufted Titmice along with a pair of Cardinals and a White Breasted Nuthatch were among the ubiquitous sparrows on the feeder this morning .
I'm totally stoked!
Tuna Lips said...
I notes fer the record that Brady boy up there lookin' to hitch up on that Brazilian tall drink of limeade, who dud he talks to? My friend, the incomparinable Joe Willie Namath.
Like I said, I walks with kings.
For God's sake, calm down.
Let the pendulum swing! Don't be such control freaks!!!
After all.... once we finish all of the brouhaha over being Democrats or Republicans.... in the end we are all Americans. Regardless of what we think is best for the country, there are checks and balances that guarantee that the pendulum can't swing too far in any direction.
So even if you're a misguided liberal trying to tell us how to live our lives... at least you are an American. And I can endure you until the pendulum swings back.
I mean.... how bad can it be???? The Red Sox tied the ALCS tonight.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
No, I'm not about to smell it, but it is attracting a nice flock of tufted titmice, a mourning dove, some sparrows, and a chickadee here and there.
Tuna Lips said...
In the afro negro parlance, I gives a shout out to my home toast Mister Joe Namath. I believes he and I share the same notions about being men of action. Ole TL does not hesistate to take up the challenge when the gold ring is there and there aint a soul leapin for it. Like Joe on the side line, asking that Jewess to give him a kiss, I myself am a carpet dim entrepreneurialisin' type.
Case in point. Shoo Fly's ole lady, gotta go three bills, and will eat the grass off the lawn if need be. Add a fifth of Old Crow, and she is plain ornery.
What to do?
Well, what i does is nock out the cable to the trailer park, set up a corral o' sorts, and announce a man of strength challenge. This being 4 pm, the region is loaded on my moonshine and lookin' fer something stupid to watch. No cable. what to do?
"Comes one, comes all, chillin' of all ages, see the great Yeti of the South, nothin as ill disposed to humankind trods this good earth. Residin in a nearby cave, just defrosted from her pre-history ice coffin, the Monstrosity challenges any fool to come ride her mole filled back and stay on board fer better than 7 seconds. Bring yer mammy and pappy, and fill the littl'uns up with snow cones and cotton candy. We challenge any fool to come on out and donate $13 and disclamin' all damages and losin' some teeth, ride this here beast. Is you man enough?"
And them bitches line up, and for $2 to get inside the rope
No ordinary bronc, this Gutter Beast. I am peddlin' shine and skunk weed at the only show in town. And Shoo is the head of security, fondlin' all the jail bait comin through the gate, and, aside from a meek wine from a momma or three, he is scotch free and gettin' some good leads fer later.
Everyone is havin a celebratory time, Shoo Fly is not gonna take a beatin' tonite as his lassy is beatin' the snot outta the best the south has to offer, and we are sellin' pappy's special hooch, no chloroform, and some mind eraser bud. Whatsmore, fer you peasants, I got Bitty (my sisters) youngest, workin' the anteriors, liftin wallets from heartless johns.
Tuna Enterprises, Limatitated!
I meander, but the point bein, Broadway Joe wudda enjoyed it. We played some ball back when, in case you did not know.
Friday, October 17, 2008
I'll try to sneak in a couple of respites, like maybe a little bluefishing tomorrow morning, but other than that, it will be keeping the pedal to the metal. When I come up for air in November, there should be a whole new landscape out there.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 40th week of 2008
Bob Wojcik (automatic)
Bob Brown (semi-automatic)
BTW, it wouldn't hurt for the rest of you pathetic peep pretenders to come up with a bottle of Lagavulin once in awhile. If Wojcik can do it, so can you. Do you expect me to buy my own???? In these economic times???? You self centered Bastards!!!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
I suppose that you have to be an egotistical asshole to run for the office in the first place.... so it's not surprising that these debates can be so tedious.
The great Harvard political scientist, V.O. Key, Jr., pointed out thirty some odd years ago that these elections are settled almost solely on the economic state of the nation. This bodes poorly for the Republicans, so I am resolved to see Obama win the "prize".
I am fearful of going soft on the war on terrorism, and a tax policy that stifles investment and entrepreneurship.
But we survived Carter, even though Iran treated us like their Bitches.
We survived Clinton, even though he got impeached and lost his law license for lying under oath.
We'll survive Obama too. And for God's sake..... there is no truth to the rumor that he is the Anti-Christ. I don't buy that bullshit for a second. He is just a politician, and we'll see how fate treats the country under his watch.
If he is elected and asks me to serve in his Cabinet, I'll have to refuse. Nanepashemet Telecom is just too freaking hot to leave. I'll just have to evolve into one of these high income fat cats that will get their taxes raised.
BTW, Katie Couric is instant nausea. Her interviews with "real voters" after the debate were so transparently slanted to Obama.... saying "Oh Good" when somebody said they had committed to Obama and coming out with her bullshit instant poll with Obama crushing McCain as the "winner" of the debate. That certainly wasn't the consensus in the studio. I can't believe what a tool she is. Now she cut off "Joe the Plumber" because he wasn't expressing doubt about McCain.
Sorry Katie. You are an Idiot. Bona Fide Capital "I".
Thanks to Doug Maxfield and the borderline comments of Tuna Lips for keeping the Blog above water.
I will think of something intriguing to say later but now, the grindstone is waiting.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
I'm thinking of ways that the interior could be modfied to accomodate lobstering on a recreational basis.
It would need a motor well and some sort of pulley rig like the Red Riser Davit System to lift the traps.
Tough talk from Democrat Doug. A few problems with your comment.
1. I didn't buy no sissy rec traps. Mine are 100% big boy commercial.
2. Have to use the leverage. Brains over Brawn. Get on the Technology wave. Wheels are good.
3. You can't cut me loose. You are hopelessly addicted to Nanepashemet and can never escape.
Tuna Lips said...
you got some odd trolls diggin in the dirt around this here socializin' board. This Pisc character strikes me a shiftless guinea that needs to get the spaghetti out betwixt his teeth and then do us all a favor and shut his wop gob. And this Maxipad feller, well, he should let his wife do his palaverin fer him.
I think yer little dinghy is doing just fine, and claps my hands fer you taking the initiation to liberate them lobsters.
So they rescued the Manatee from Cape Cod waters and shipped him/her back to Florida.
Sounds like a typical liberal ploy.... "we know what is better for you" type of thing. The Manatee goes through all of the time and trouble to freaking swim to the Cape, and these do-gooders decide that they know best.
Maybe the Manatee checked in with all of the warnings on global warming and was seeking out a better deal. Finally, someone takes Al Gore seriously... then gets hi-jacked because of it.
Speaking of slow, heavy, and confused mammals, I had a very enjoyable round of golf at the Wentworth Country Club in Jackson, NH with los Dos Robertos, Brown and Wojcik. As could be expected, the competition was intense and came down to the 18th hole when Brown and I went Mano a Mano. it doesn't matter who won.... that's not important.
The important thing is that Wojcik came equipped with the King of Scotch, Lagavulin, and Brown chipped in with a bottle of the Prince, Talisker. Those boys are dripping with class.
Tuna Lips said...
I am perflexed by these fellers youse spending a "weekend away" with, the two Bobs, what is it that thems do? I am sensin' some unnatural acts, I dirnt want to cast you aside like a whore with crabs, but what is it you feller does up there in the woods asides chase balls and drink? I am shaken inside, as I afear fer the mortalized souls of someone who showed such promise.