Gerry Dilemma

The Thanksgiving Day weekend is mercifully coming to a close. On balance, it was a tremendous respite with a few irritating occurrences.
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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.
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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.
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I guess it's the inconsistencies of life that keep things interesting.
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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.
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Once again... a Mountain of a Man Move!
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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.

Consequences of Winter

There was a hard frost last night and the temperature is in the 30's. All the leaves are off of the trees, and I actually raked them off of my lawn yesterday. We're ready for winter.
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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.
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I suppose that this is good.
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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.
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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.

POTW Week 46

With all of the Thanksgiving hub bub, you would have thought that I would have all but forgotten about the Peep of the Week selection.
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Maybe you would, but not me... what with my iron discipline and magnanimous sense of obligation.
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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.
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Still, I'm sure the selections will stir their usual cauldrons of controversy.

Announcing....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 46th Week of 2008

Bob Wojcik (Automative Gift of Lagavulin)
Joe Collins
Abby Bruett
Will Nestor
Ginny Hudak
Nick Demakes

Now we can head into the Christmas season.

Upward and Onward

I hope you took the time to reflect upon things you are thankful for this Thanksgiving.
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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.
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You can't dwell on the bad stuff.
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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.
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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.
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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!

Bash Results

This year's Night Before Thanksgiving Day Bash is history.
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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.
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Judging by the comsumption of Dark and Stormies, it would have to be termed a success.
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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.

Bash Prep

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.
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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.
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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".
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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.
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At any rate, all Peeps are welcome. And remember the Lagavulin automatic rule. That always makes it extra special for me.

Tennis Tough Talk

Peeps....
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.
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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????
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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.
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I anxiously await a rematch.

Wosidious said...
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!

Not a Wheel Man

I really admire people with driving skills... especially since mine are so piss poor.
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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.
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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..
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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.

Bash Anticipation

So the anticipation/anxiety surrounding the night before Thanksgiving Bash is intensifying.
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That's no surprize.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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MegaPeeps, Brian and Stacey Butler will be showing new megapeep offspring, Grady. I'm psyched for that.
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Tons of other Highlights.
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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
Stevie, Ben
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
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And Many MORE!
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It will be a quiet, low key affair with witty humor and pithy conversation,,,,, NOT!!!

POTW Week 45

Did I call it or what?
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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.
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It was the biggest Blog posting lapse in the past three years, but I really don't give a shit... I was straight out.

Announcing....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 45th week of 2008.

Tom McMahon
Dave Bruett
Tony Amonte
Alex Watt
Tyler Gill
Dave Dixon

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!

Bitchy Week

If you are in the workforce, please take note.....
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This week is going to be a Bitch.
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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.
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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.
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Like I said... it's going to be a Bitch.
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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

Pisc said...

someday, he will trek the same course, fetching Lagavulin's for you. Same modus, different operandi.

18 Month Old Rambling

We have grandson, Will, over for a sleepover.
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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.
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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.
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Maybe it's not all that random. I suppose it's more productive than posting to this pathetic blog.

Email is down.

My Outlook Program is hosed.
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I can't get email and I can't send any.
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I feel so naked and vulnerable.
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What will happen to me????

Lying Lady

So now the Obama transition team is considering Hillary Clinton for Secretary of State.
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Good Choice.
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She obviously has a nose for international affairs.
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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.
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Oh Yeah! I forgot. That was a complete fabrication. But she apologized for making it up, so that's ok.
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Guess it was the pressure of the campaign that made her conjure up that BIG one.
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She'd make a hell of a Secretary of State. Except for the little business of running fast and loose with the facts.
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And the Dems have the balls to make fun of Governor Palin!!!! Why can't Obama find a spot for Monica Lewinsky? Bill did.
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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.
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This shit is going to get stale pretty quick.

POTW Week 44

With the stock market operating in such a haphazard fashion, it's clear to me that the best investment is real estate.... especially in this buyer's market. Pay down your mortgage as much as possible. Buy as much real estate as you can handle. Screw the stock market.

ANNOUNCING....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 44th Week of 2008.

Pat Piscatelli
Wilfredo Cespedes
Jeff Middleton
the Bulgarian Salesgirl in the Menemsha Blues store on the Vinyard
Jeff Gold
Sam Simons

Time to get back to the car on this Ferry.

MV Round Trip

Heading down to Martha's Vineyard tomorrow by 5:00 AM to catch the 8:15 Wood's Hole Ferry for a bid walk. Normally I'd be up for a little R&R on the island, but I have to deadhead right back by 3:00 PM to handle the red hot details at Nanepashemet Telecom.
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I hope I can get cell signal on the boat passage.

Ramping up the Annual Bash

It's happening again on Wed. Nov. 26, 2008.
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We'll be firing up the turkey frier for the buffalo wings and fried dough.
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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.
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And the Beer will flow like wine!
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This can only mean one thing.... the annual night before Thanksgiving Day Bash. It is really starting to heat up.
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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.
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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.
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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!

Christmas Shopping

Joanne doesn't know it, but she bought two of these bench vises made by Grizzly for my Christmas Present last night.
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I know I have a problem.... buying online tools late at night.... but it's my monkey, and I'll deal with it.

Dory Progress

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?
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You obviously know that I have neglected the Dory project, yet you persist in asking me about it's progress!
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Plus, I've been grabbing ideas from my Brother Boatbuilders on the Web.
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So I really haven't been neglecting the Dory. It's just been mental progress rather than physical.

Bags

Tyler Gill needed some technical assistance in cutting some holes in plywood for his BAGS equipment. So we cut a template then routed it.
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For those of you who need some structure in your life, here are the rules.

What's Your Plan?

Why all of the interest in what I'm doing this weekend???
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Don't you have your own life?
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You do, and it's time that you stop living your life vicariously through my experiences.
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But just so you don't get hit cold turkey, I guess I'll have to let you in on my weekend plans.
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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.
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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.
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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!

At Katelyn’s Request

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.

 

Lauren writes....

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...

POTW Week 43

So I was out at Swan's Island, Maine, 10 miles off the coast of Acadia National Park by Ferry, today, doing a tower survey for General Dynamics and the US Coast Guard.
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Not a tourist destination.
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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.....

Announcing....
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
Sarah Crawford
Eric Johnson
Paul McCauley
Will Murray

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.

Smoke Clears

OK .... politics aside. My prediction is that the economy will continue in a downward slide, as per its natural cyclical nature, the Iraq war will continue on as Obama is faced with the realities and consequences of a swift withdrawal, and tax policy won't vary all that much.
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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.
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And so it goes.
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Our system of checks and balances works well despite all of the obnoxious nuances.
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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?????
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So I think the Palin bashing will continue.
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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.

Pride and Caution

Peeps.
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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.
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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.
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That said, buckle your seat belts and hold on to your wallets. We are going on a wild ride.

Tuna Lips said...

Sage advice, Kemosabee. Known pickpockets, the Obama clan is, and generically previously inclinated to lifting things, then blamin' the likes of the Tuna kin fer only doin' as they does. And fer what, them teenagers wandered onto my property, and I could employ them fer my benefits. Show me otherwise, and take my picuture off that website. Level 3 my eye! If anything, Level 1!

But gettin' back to yer musins, there is no chains on me, and I am the president of my own destination! Tuna has spoken!

Additional Peeps

We suspected all along that Sarah Crawford was pregnant.... what with her enormous breasts and rather extended tummy.
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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.
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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.

From Peter Crawford, and Worth Repeating.

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
him.
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
buddies.
29. Sure there are 6 New England states, but Connecticut & R.I. really
don't count.
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
last call.
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
optional
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
Independence Day.
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
field trip.
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
of which...
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
line.
64. The only time you've been on the Freedom Trail is when relatives are in
town.
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
back seat
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
Parade.
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
Restaurant.
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
for steak.
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
Massachusetts

Fall Protection

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.
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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.

A Cool Name

Many of you continue to ask the rather annoying question, "Where did you come up the name of this Blog?"
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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.
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He was killed in a raid in 1619 by the fierce MicMac Tarratine tribe that inhabited the Maine coast from the Saco River northward.
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There is a lot more to the story, but that is all I feel like telling you now.
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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.