Thursday, December 31, 2009

Setting the Stage

New Year's Eve Day.
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A couple of end of year tasks, a lunch with some Peeps, and that's it.
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Tomorrow we will unveil the Nanepashemet Peep of the Year for 2010.
Don't get your hopes up.
It's not going to be you.

Maria Rowen said...
Me and the Mayans are hoping to celebrate 2010...*_*

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Decade of Terror


It dawns on me as this decade closes that it was the decade of terror.
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Having won the Cold War in the 90's, we were supposed to be enjoying a peace dividend.   With vast military superiority, we were set to become the benevolent police force in the world.
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Instead, the freaking Crusades started up again.   Stuff that was supposed to have ended 1,000 years ago raised its ugly head.   Where before, we were worried about the Russians destroying our country, and could focus our military against theirs.... now we have to be alert to every insane Muslim zealot who wishes to kill himself in order to gain a cushy, sex-filled spot in the afterlife.
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Sorry, but I think I'd rather have the Russians.  At least they pointed the gun right at you, and muscled up against our military.   These Middle Eastern nutcases choose to send human bombs  to kill non-combatants in public forums.  And there is no way to negotiate with them.  They just want us dead.
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I feel so bad for the vast majority of Muslims who are being painted with the same brush as this insane few. The bad feeling that can be generated against a God loving religion is the real victim of these attacks.
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BTW,  Happy New Year.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Security Measure

"A conservative is a liberal who has been mugged."  - Irving Kristol
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Unfortunately we have been getting mugged lately by Islamic Jihadists who ascertain that they are going to God by killing and terrorizing innocent people.
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You would think that the key to security is checking the status of people when they buy their airline tickets, rather than shaking down every Grandmother and Girl Scout who tries to enter the terminal.
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So let's start profiling people big time.   Frisk the Swarthy looking Muslims who have been shooting people, lighting their feet on fire, and trying to explode their crotches.... after you've done a computer scan on their ticket.
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If the bombers were white, Irish, middle aged, chubby guys like me, then I wouldn't mind being frisked because of the profile. But that's not the case.  The perpetrators continue to be crazy eyed middle eastern zealots with bad fitting clothes.
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Run my name past a data base when I buy my ticket and code the ticket.  If I don't show up in a high risk, terrorist database, then leave me the hell alone,
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And don't even think about putting me in some x-ray machine that will let some minimum wage security guard check the size of my man tackle.



Maria Rowen said...
First the shoe bomber and so we take off our shoes. Now the crotch bomber...Listen up Grannies, girlscouts and men with tackle boxes ...step up...and strip down...and don’t worry about those little plastic bottles…no one will notice…*_*

William said...
So who would want their junk shown to anyone at TSA (Thousands Standing Around)? About the only one I can think of that would is mountain of a man Bobby Brown. I can see him just begging the TSA to xray him. All the while givin a "Hey Baby" and a cute little wink and a nod to the size 2 Latino babe who is looking at the scanner.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Map to Buffness

Not for Nothing, but...  I was just discussing with Joanne that if I lost 1 lb per week every week for the next year, I would lose over 50 lbs.  It seemed like a good sign when she didn't roll her eyes and actually listened.
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But, when you look at it that way, it doesn't seem unattainable at all.   I mean, calculate the calories that you can eat every day in order to lose 1 lb per week.  In my case, that is 2,237 calories. 
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Keep track of the calories with some food program  on your computer or IPOD that you eat every day,  burn 600+/- calories on the Cybex or the treadmill, and after one year.....you will be the rough, tough, hard to bluff, mountain of a man that is your true destiny.
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It almost seems too easy.   Even now, I'm holding out on that second glass of Scotch.
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I can hardly wait until next year.

Maria Rowen said...
Well you won’t get 72 virgins for your efforts but there is a reward. A jigger of that smokey stuff you like is about 73 calories. Some trade off...choose your path wisely...

Stupid Terrorists

Abdul Mutallab prepared to spend Christmas on a commercial flight by stuffing explosives in his underpants.  But apparently the fuse or something went wrong and he had a fire in his crotch but no explosion.
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That happens to a lot of us from time to time, but the difference is that we are not generally trying to kill ourselves and everyone around us when we experience the malfunction.
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If you've ever seen some of the morons at airlne security, you know that it's only a matter of time before some other whack job like Abdul sneaks a load in his undies and blows a plane to smithereens.  There is no way we can truly protect ourselves from the Ahdul types who are hell bent on exploding there privates and taking a airplane full down with them.
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Do you still get to have sex with the virgins if your genitals have been obliterated in your martyrdom?? Something to look up in the Koran, I suppose.
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Lucky for us that the Islamic suicidal terrorists are even stupider than the airline security workers, or we would really see some carnage.

POTY Process Planning


This is the last week of POTY reign for last year's Peep of the Year, Lauren Rathbone.
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By all accounts, she has had a good year.  No emotional outbursts, no scandals, no legal complications.... or at least none that we have knowledge of .
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And that in itself is an accomplishment.
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Being a POTY is no easy task, what with all of the public scrutiny and stuff.   It's not for everybody, and Lauren proved to be worthy of her title.   We will expect that she will make her closing remarks sometime this week as did her predecessors, Tommy McMahon,  and Michael "Murph" Murphy.
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But now it's time to look to the future... to select another who can carry the mantle forward, who can be a symbol for annoyance, irritation and/or inspiration for all of us.
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I do have some POTY candidates in mind.  Naturally the usual suspects...Mountain of a Man Bobby Brown, SuperPeep Brian Butler, Tuna Lips Antagonist Maria Rowen, Archrival Joe Collins, and Patrick "Pisc" Piscatelli come to mind almost instantly.  But there are significant others
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And the selection criteria hasn't changed.   Like the Peep of the Week, the POTY must meet the following standards.
  1. He/She must have done something Annoying or Inspirational over the past year.
  2. Can't be Dead.
  3. Can't be an Animal.
  4. OR..... (and this is an automatic "out of my hands" choice) must have bought me a CASE of Lagavulin before the crucial selection.
You may make as many suggestions or nominations as you like, but I doubt that I would consider anything that you say.  And you can never ask why the selection is made.  That is Taboo, Verboten, and Just Freaking Wrong.

Tuna Lips said...
That there Rowen lass ain't nothin without ole TL to spark her imaginin'. Ise deserves a piece o' the pie. Slim pickin's otherwise, mixed bag of immigant lay abouts and horse theeves. 
Maria Rowen said...
May the best wo(man) win the coveted POTY. Today however, the POTTY goes to the Trini-Lopez-looking,carbon-based-life-form seen fleeing a local ladies room. Even the horse thieves are not safe...

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Long Haul Motivation

I haven't formulated any of my New Year's Resolutions yet.... which is always a hapless task, prone to failure and dissapointment.   But that doesn't mean I'm going to give up.
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Naturally, one of my resolutions will be to lose weight and get in shape. as I have resolved for the last 20/30 years or so.
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So why should this year be any different?  Actually there is a chance this year because of a number of divergent forces.   There are Katelyn and Lisa Rowe who are always nagging me about the last time I worked out... or... asking, "Did you workout today?"
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That type of irritation is definitely a reason to be able to respond something like "Yeah, I did five miles easy." or something like that.... but that only works if you actually did the mileage.
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Then there is Lisa's bionic husband, Harvey, who will still be training for triathons when he is a hundred and four or so.   Just looking at him makes me pissed off that I'm not in shape.  
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Also there is our guy at FreshAyer who does a minimum of 500 pushups a day, five miles on the track, and God knows how may situps.... and he looks damn buff because of it.   Course he has the time to do it, and I certainly hope that I never have that type of time.   But he still is inspirational in taking the opportunity to invest his spare time in health and strength pursuits.
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So there is definitely cause for motivation.  I just did 9+ miles on the Cybex, and felt pretty bad doing it.
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This will be a long haul.

Maria Rowen said...
Peep – Perfection – Pressure…it’s always there… beside, behind, below, between and in the face of every scoop, scallop and scone… I admire those with the will and the way… and will face next year with optimism and determination to make it better than the one before!
Tuna Lips said...
Ise tell you about pressin needs. I liberated a shrimp po' boy from the day old table at the Piggly Wiggly, myself runnin' on a three day drunk. Short time thereafter, I had ta wills my way into the facility at the Old Dixie Shoppin' Center, after I sharted an image of the dolly lama in my fruit o' the looms. After evacuatin' my guts of that rancid grist (I haves a rite mind to soo them heartless profiteers), comes to find I was in the ladies room. Some dyke mall cop look like Linda Trip chased me outta there with tissue streamin' from my trousers and a gaggle of hens slingin' whatever they could get they hands on. Come to learn the haz mat folks was called in. All on account of a day old sammich.
 

Saturday, December 26, 2009

No Obligation

It's nice when the day after Christmas falls on a Saturday.  Because the Day after Christmas is a day for doing nothing.... or at least, not anything that you are normally obligated to do.  Kate went with us out to FreshAyer for our visit, then we had lunch at the Boston Yacht Club.   It was an interesting contrast.  Both were enjoyable in such different ways.

Tuna Lips said...


Sounds like yer going gay, Not that there is nutting wrong with that, Ise specatates.

Friday, December 25, 2009

POTW Week 52

It was a nice Christmas.
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Just the right amount of joy and stress, with no apparent blowouts... yet.
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Course we missed our guy in FreshAyer, and will visit tomorrow, but harmony and good will prevailed.
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Now the attention will turn to the crucial New Year's Resolutions and the sacred task of choosing the Nanepashemet Peep of the Year.   There is always the chance that some of you could buy the title by bringing me a case of Lagavulin, but I can't let myself get carried away with hope.
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But the year went by fast, didn't it?  That's why I don't get too depressed by the time left for FreshAyer.
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ANNOUNCING....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 52th week of 2009.
Emily Ingardia
Tom Raich
Joe LeBlanc
Chevy Chase
Vicky Kennedy
Maria Rowen

Course, you are free to nominate Peeps for the Peep of the Year designation, but as usual, I will pay little or no attention to your suggestions.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Christmas Wishes


Before the Holiday gets hazy and confusing, I'd like to take this time to wish the Peeps glad tidings of great joy in this festive season.
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I know that I've been hard on the Democrats this year, but they are people too, and I wish them well as they celebrate  politically correctly during this religiously inspired national holdiay.  May they never require health care as they age and deteriorate.
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The lefty news media also deserves a "Happy Holidays" shout out.  May you never run out of crayons to color the incompetent actions of your favorite President.
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Tiger Woods deserves some well wishes.  You've successfully debunked the myth that having random sex with Hot Babes is all fun and games.
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To the worker at FreshAyer who lost his job in the unfortunate racial slur incident, I wish you "Felice Navidad y Prospero Ano Nuevo"....  may you cease to be a Loser Bigot  in your next job at Walmart or wherever..
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For my various Lawyers to whom so much of my cash flowed so freely this year, I bid you "Comfort and Joy".   Each of you were worth every penny in your respective efforts.  I'm so grateful that the economic spigot stayed on the open position all year.
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To our friends who lost loved ones this year, our prayers are with you during this time of family and memories.
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I have to back off at this point, because this list could get long and tedious, and I don't want to lose my nice positive buzz that I woke up with this morning.
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But sincerely.... I wish a happy, "Merry Christmas" to all of the Peeps who stood by us this year.  You know who you are, and we do too, and we will never foget how you helped and supported us.
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As crazy as everything was, we have so many reasons to be thankful and happy that bitterness and betrayal have no place to take root.  So please accept our wish to you of  "Peace on Earth, Good Will toward Men".

Tuna Lips said...
My dysentary presence is required at the Christmas party hosted by Jasper Ricketts at the "Nuttin' Butt Horseplay" roadhouse. Weeze makes quite merry, what with all the spirits a flyin' and traditional yuletide lap dancin'. Havin' been down this road many a time, and before Ise bows down before the porcelain honda and upchuck the pigs in a blanket and baloney roll ups, I bows before the baby Jesus and give thanks and praise for creatin' me in his imagery and seatin' me on the side with the proper folk. I extends to all thems that deserve my extendin' it to them a seasoned greetin, and a pull of this here bottle of christmas magic. Shoo Fly isa comin' by with our dates. His old lady got furloughed and she has a runnin buddy likes to whoop it up. Ho ho ho!! Ize gone!
Maria Rowen said...
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.-- Norman Vincent Peale...I believe in the magic...and the cookies and milk will be set by the chimney with care...Peace and Thanks for the fun!
 

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Preliminary Greeting.

Even though I have one more business meeting tomorrow morning, I think it's time to rachet it down and get ready for some serious Xmas celebration.  We'll be sending out our annual Christmas wishes in the next post or so.   But if I get too much cheer between now and then, Merry Christmas.

Sidestep

To those of you high-minded, self-righteous, lefty-leaning, Nanepashemet Peep Wannabees who think that I can't stand Katy Couric simply because she is a forward promoting female..... how do you explain the fact that I really like Meredith Vieira????
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Yeah... I thought you would have trouble with that one.
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I find Vieira to be as forthright, engaging and honest as Couric is deplorable, obnoxious, and phoney.
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So your hapless attempt to thwart me is foiled again.
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Better luck next time.



Senor Balzac said...

And she is much easier to look at then The Couric.



Tuna Lips said...

Yis fergot to menshun her fabulous buttocks. That is one prize virginny ham, I'd eat a mile o' dirt to have a bit outta that marble peach. Hooeeey!
Maria Rowen said...
To Il Senor and Senor Pescados...it takes a Mountain of a Man to admit that sometimes left is right...
 

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Nice Fix

I've been listening to all of the pork attached to this health bill. What a freaking free for all with our money.  All of these extra allocations for Nebraska and Florida and other shameless localities whose politicians are polluting this federal legislation.
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The Health Care Bill seems so out of control. 
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Even when they have the votes, the Democrats don't seem competent enough to pass the legislation.  Can you imagine how phucked up the actual implementation will be as the Democrats seek to have Government tend to our health needs???
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This can't be happening.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Canine Christmas

Good News from FreshAyer.
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Ryan is in the dog training program, in charge of a yellow labrador named Gigi.  Naturally, he's enthusiastic as hell about it. Now he can quit his night job at the water treatment plant.   Lucky Dog.
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It's like a Christmas Miracle.

No Tidings of Comfort and Joy


Shouldn't the week before Christmas be a time to wind things down?  You would think so, but we have bids to file, leases to negotiate and permits to pull with no respect for the tidings of the season.
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Course, I get paid for doing this stuff, so I shouldn't complain, but I wouldn't mind a little time this week so that I could partake of a wassail bowl or two.
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Doesn't seem like I'll be able to fit in the merriment.

Tuna Lips said...


I seconds that emoticon, and point out that I has yet to wake in a pile of my own sick with a stocking hangin from my wahoo this here holiday seasonin'. That is downrite un-american. Damn commies, ruinin' my yuletide.

Maria Rowen said...
If you have not already heard...Wednesday is Bring-Your-Wassail-To-Work-Day...So file and lease...Hang a stocking on your mantle...and don't forget to put your chestnuts on an open fire...Oh the merriment!

Sunday, December 20, 2009

SnowBlow Season

Tommy O is out with his snow blower so I guess I'll have to get off the couch, put on my boots and dig out my shovel.
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Or maybe not.
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Tommy and I have an unspoken rule.   He snowblows my driveway in the winter, and I take him fishing in the summer.
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For me to get out and start to shovel, might disturb this delicate balance.
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So maybe I'll just stay on the couch.

Philanthropy and Blasphemy

Busy evening yesterday.
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Early on, I had to support my old friend, Harvey Rowe, by attending the silent auction at the Boston Yacht Club for the benefit of My Brother's Table.   Consumed quite a few oysters on the half shell and bacon wrapped scallops to demonstrate my committment to the cause.
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Then over to Tyler and Liz Gill's annual Christmas Party, where Sandy Greenlaw made a revolting suggestion.  Normally I find Sandy to be an intelligent and engaging conversationalist, but she really went over the line this time.
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Mentioning the Blog, which is always a poignant and relevant topic, Sandy said that she supported my position on Al Gore, but felt that I should lessen my allegiance to Sarah Palin.
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Have you FREAKING FLIPPED Sandy????
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I never lost my cool, and other party goers had no idea how extremely agitated and pertubed I was as her comment was absorbed.   A Mountain of a Man like me can't freak out every time a Peep utters a blasphemous remark.
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Just so you know, Sandy, Sarah is still sizzling hot, and I could never be swayed against her.

Sandy Greenlaw Said....
Okay ... I got up this morning and looked at all the global warming piled up in my driveway and sidewalk ... not a problem ... we agree. But, puh-LEEZ .... you really admire a pair of stiletto heels, a couple of winks, and a "you bethcha"? Boy, am I disappointed!!
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Like I said Sandy.... Sarah is sizzling HOTTTTT!  (And I wasn't even thinking about the heels.  Thanks for bringing that up!)

Saturday, December 19, 2009

POTW Week 51

Snowstorm in Copenhagen... Snowstorm in Washington, DC.
We're waiting for a potential blizzard to hit us this evening.
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What a bummer for the global warming delegates!  Al Gore just can't catch a break.
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I don't deny that we have global climate changes....  the freaking Sahara used to be an ocean.  My bitch is with the Moonbats who say that glaciers are dissappearing on Mount Kilimanjaro because we a are bad people.  Then they make up false documentaries to support their political agenda.
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It is so pretentious to think that we can impact the climate of the earth.  Where were the Moonbats 10,000 years ago when the glaciers were dragging boulders all over the place!!!!

ANNOUNCING....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 51st week of 2009

Paul Perocchi
John Walsh
Tyler Doyle
Robin Smith
Kerry Pierce
Kelsey O'Shea

I better get the tarp over the Tender before this snow moves into New England.

Peep of the Year, Lauren Rathbone said... 
I am trying to take in every last day of Peep of the Year 2009. Thank goodness I have been not be ousted in these last days. We will be in North Conway for the new year! If you and Joanne are up that way, send me an email. I will buy you a drink to celebrate what a honor peep of the year has been!

Pisc said...
got a 10 lb chicken roasted, with stuffing an taters baked in the drippinngs. Stuffed the bird with sausage and bread, onions and celery. Pint of Beam. Folks are fed, left overs a plenty, gas heat. Let er rip, Nor' Easter!

Friday, December 18, 2009

Mighty Mooseknuckles.

So I'm sitting on the couch watching the Jimmy Fallon Late Night Show, looking for a little peace and quiet before I take my meds and drift off to sleep, when Mike busts into the house with the news.
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Mooseknuckles won in a squeaker....  14 to 2.  The hapless other hockey team was so bad that Mike didn't remember their name.   I heard that the team was so bad that even Dave Bruett scored.
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Could be a big season for the Mooseknuckles as they plot their course through a hazy, beer soaked season, culminating in a April drinking tournament in Montreal.
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I'll be keeping you Peeps appraised of the season highlights.

Maria Rowen said...
Tigers and moose(s) and tunas oh my...a veritable wild kingdon in the land of Nanepashmet...

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Turning Away Business

A nice cold snap outside this morning.   I have to head down to Foxboro for a day long customer meeting so I won't have the ability to keep the Morso Woodstoves stoked up this morning.  Too bad, because today would be the day to burn a ton of scrap from the Nanepashemet Boatbuilding activities.
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Speaking of boatbuilding, I had to turn down a dory order this week because of the amount of business in Nanepashemet Telecom. I recommended that the prospect check out Lowell Boatworks in Amesbury for a wooden dory.
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Even though the boatbuilding work is infinitely more fulfilling and enjoyable, it is also fairly unprofitable unless you gear up industrial processes or charge an ungodly sum for the hand work.
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So the boatbuilding orders will have to wait until the Telecom business makes me enough money to retire.  Which won't be too many years from now if the current business trends maintain.

Tuna Lips said...
Ise can sentimentize with yer predicamint. The sun don't often set on a day that ain't seen my charms beguilify the local wenchery. Thems hungerin and thirstin for ole TL knows no satiety. Just like they profeseed in the old testament. I am that golden calf. Its an allergy, you know, something that means somethin' else, for the women folk needin' to be pleasured. Yet they is only one TL. Those left ajar should turn to the good book and take solace in readin about them that is almighty. I can only annoints so many. The rest we turns away, unless they got a sheriff and a warrant.
Maria Rowen said...
I don't know a whole lot about boatbuilding ...but thinking about asking Santa for a little dinghy to do some fishing in 2010...'cause it just might be a good year for fiddlin' with some blue fins...