Lag Time

I've been spending a lot of time on the weight loss book lately.  Since it's about me, it really holds my interest.  Plus, there is nothing really screwed up going on.
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Obama is saying a lot of nothing in his security speeches, and seems almost to be putting the health care fiasco on the back burner.
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We're waiting to see if the Nanepashemet endorsement causes Scott Brown to win the Senate race.
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The NFL playoffs are just getting underway.
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Tiger's sex life seems to have blown over... so to speak.
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So I might as well use this lag time to move the future New York Times bestseller along.  I find the subject matter utterly fascinating.

Maria Rowen said...


Why stop there? You should probalby start thinking about the movie rights. Then of course, who will play the Mountain of a Man on the big screen...?

Excellent Point Maria.   I'm thinking Clooney or Pitt.

POTW Week One of 2010

After all of the Peep of the Year Hoopla, it's back to good old Peeps of the Week.
I'm glad the holidays are over and we can get down to business.

ANNOUNCING....

Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the First Week of 2010

Maria Rowen

Pat Piscatelli

Scott Brown

Steve Lewis

Carrie Paige DeBlasi

Jim Lundgren

A fresh new year.   A Brand New Decade!   Imagine the possibilities.
All we have to do is dodge the Mayan's and we have a new Lease on Life!

Badass POTY

Because he is no longer local to the Boston area, quite a few of the Peeps have been bothering me with emails regarding details of the POTY, Jeremy Johnson.
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Click on this Link and knock yourself out.
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As you can see, Jeremy is no Pussy.  He's a Badass Up and Coming Minnesota attorney.
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Now you can bother Jeremy directly and leave me alone.

Pisc said...

Though not readily apparent, the essence of the Nuremberg defense is infused in this cop out. Let's start this off easy, low hanging fruit if you will. Has he ever provided a bottle of Lagavulin? If no, then should there not be an automatic yer not the peep of the year rule for such an ommission?

Maria Rowen said...

Wow! This POTY also gets the PEEPle's Choice 2010, Maybe someday he will let us see his briefs!Now..let's all celebrate 'Jeremy' with a nice big slice of poor-loser-pie. __________________________________________________________________________________________  

Amanda Johnson said.....

Jay, I want names.  Who the hell is questioning Big J Furious Esq's well-deserved honor and general roundhouse-in-your-eye-mutha-suckah-badassness?  I swear to baby Jesus, I will crush skulls.   ___________________________________________________________________________________________ Amanda -   It was Piscatelli and Rowen.   I had nothing to do with it! If you need their addresses, I'll look them up for you.   Please leave my skull out of this. - J  _________________________________________________________________________________________

Maria Rowen said...

Ms. Johnson, with all due respect, I have the biggest, born-in-Lynn bada** in town (40 Badass Street, Swampscott, Massachusetts 01907-1903). Furthermore, I am 100% in support of 2010 POTY and I don't even know him. But, I respect the MoaM and the rules. And for the record, I am very attached to my head. __________________________________________________________________________________ Amanda -  Since you live in LA and Maria lives in Swampscott.... and since both of you can probably kick my ass... I agree with Maria. Maybe I'll change my mind when you come back this way. -J

 

Nanepashemet Nod for Senate

It's time to announce the all-important Nanepashemet Blog Massachusetts Senate Race endorsement.
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Since this will undoubtably decide the outcome of the race, I've had to deliberate long and hard.   But with both Scott Brown and Martha Coakley pestering me daily and constantly, I have to put an end to the angst and speculation.
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I've noticed that the Kennedy clan have thrown their support to Coakley, despite her grabbing at the nomination before Ted's corpse was cold.   Even while holding their noses, the Kennedy's can't imagine that a Republican would occupy their family heirloom (ie Ted's Senate Seat).
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In the end, our endorsement was fairly easy to make.... Scott drives a truck, might even be a Ford F150, and Martha dissed one of my favorite  Peeps in the recent past by saying that she didn't need her help with her campaign.  Plus Martha's lips look funny when she is talking like she has a mouth full of marbles.
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So it's clear that Scott Brown gets the Nanepashemet Nod.
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As our President has said repeatedly, "It's time for a change."
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Don't worry Scott.  This endorsement comes with no strings attached.  Athrough if you could throw one of those  no-bid fat government contracts to Nanepashemet Telecom, it would be kindly appreciated.

Google Assist

Google announced today it's new smart phone, the Nexus One, designed  to compete with the Apples IPhone.
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What does this mean?
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It means revenue for Nanepashemet Telecom, that's what! 
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As more of you demand wireless bandwidth to run the applications that are becoming essential, such as my LoseIt! iPod program, you will need more wireless infrastructure.   More Antennas, more Towers.
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Way to go Google.

Next year, all of the Peeps will be downloading my book onto your cool device.
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Would you consider offering me an advance??

Tuna Lips said...

I gots an cool-like add on youse might try . . . thuh not be a borin' d-bag app. This thing we got done gone stupid borin' since "Jeremy" (what, yer mammy and pappy dudn't give you a right Christian name like Jeremiah, theys kow tow to them Obamamy fruit pie type is screwin up my U S of A?) got his trophy? This here business' akin to the WBO, WBC, WBA, and WWF (my genre, natchally), where any three time loser junkie can gits a belt. Lets me water this tomchickery down some mo by shakin' my monster overs this peeps of the year gnome deploomery.

Book Announcement

Peeps -
I'm writing the book that I told you about.  It will be compiled over the course of the year, and I already have 60 or so pages written.
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It's a about a Big Guy who lost 60 lbs weight in 2010 and is tentatively entitled.  "Don't Call Me Fat Shit Anymore."  I hope like hell that it is non-fiction by the time I'm done.
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If you have any vignettes, anecdotes or other literary contributions that you would like to add to this effort, please feel free to email me.
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I won't mention your name in the book without your permission, or unless you really piss me off. (Which means that quite a few names could be mentioned, so I have a legal fund earmarked for this just in case).
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When this hits the New York Times Best Seller list, you will have the satisfaction that you have made a miniscule contribution albeit without any compensation.
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Appreciate your involvement.

-  J "Mountain of a Man" Nestor

Maria Rowen said...

One of your earlier chapters could be entitled: "Big Rig and a Barstool". Feel free to claim full literary licence with your own Nom de Plume!

Pain in the Obama

I decided that I should go to the Doctor today to check out this pain in my abdomen.   After the rubber glove routine, my physician pointed out (so to speak) that an infection in my prostate was not the culprit.
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OK.
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Now I had a whole new source of discomfort, and still have a freaking pain in my pre-private area.
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I wish this was one of those things that you could blame on the Obama administration, but it could have happened even if Bush was still in office.
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Maybe tomorrow the results of the urine test will be more productive..... and less invasive..

Pisc said...

Like your prostate exam, the Health Care Debates will not be covered by C-Span. So you and Barry have that connection. Trasparency is overrated once you are the King.

Outgoing POTY Address

Lauren Rathbone, 2009 Peep of the Year, has given the following inspirational POTY annual outgoing address....

I was just reading the blog, I have been in North Conway all week with no Internet, and had to first read the peep of the year selection 2010. I sadly did this before getting my kids out of the car, before feeding my family, before unpacking the car, and before I checked facebook. Jason was really thrilled with my priority list. I was sure Brian Butler was going to get the title. I know his new years day was ruined by this.

I congratulate Jeremy on the PEEP of the year 2010. I am ready to move on from the title. I have an idea of why I was given it last year. But my guess is I will never really know. When I look at the picture of my kids and I on the blog last year it made me realize that a year goes by super fast! And a lot can change in a year. I will try not to take things for granted. I will try to laugh when Ethan and Beckett fight all day, color the entire living room with magic markers, throw food at each other, because I know next year things could and will be completely different.

I hope all the peeps have a safe, healthy, and fun 2010!!!!
- Lauren Rathbone

Jeremy Johnson's Acceptance Speech.

Did you see Jeremy's acceptance a few posts down???
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As most of you know, I don't tear up easily.
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But I'm so misty now, I can hardly write.
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I think he got me at "facial hair".

Outgoing POTY, Lauren Rathbone said...


Did you get my remarks on email?

I didn't get those Lauren, and will promptly insert them in accordance with you status as soon as they are received.
- J


Maria Rowen said...

Jeremy, your-Hairy-Highness. Bring on the bounty of benevolence but promise that all mystical powers in the world of worlds do not bear a beard for a prissy peep like me...

Apology Offered

Please accept my apology if I insult you in any way with this Blog, but I think that political correctness is cowardly and obscene. I believe in live and let live, but if I think that you are a jerk, I have no problem letting you know. Honesty and loyalty occupy the top shelf in my pantry.

Chick Flick Pain

It's Saturday during a three day weekend.   That's probably my favorite day plus I have no crisis to attend to, or immediate obligation.
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So I think I'll sit on this couch for awhile and watch Saturday morning cable fishing shows.   And when they are over, I'll probably sit and watch something else.
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Unless Joanne starts to watch Chick Flick shows on the Women's Channel.
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Then I'll do something better, like twist a high speed drill bit into my forehead.
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That would actually be less painful than another day of Chick Flicks.
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Don't get me wrong.   I have my feminine side.... but I think that my feminine side is kind of a slut.
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It would be great if they showed porn once in awhile on the Women's Channel.

Tommy O is In.

Tommy O just came across the street and announced that he is in to lose 52 lbs. this year as well.
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Good Luck Big Guy.
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We'll track your progress.

Pisc said...


Who is we? The august we? You sound like some French King with the we shit, or Brian Williams.

Keep it real.



Maria Rowen said...

With my degree in Nutrition, I feel confident in making a couple of dietary recommendations: Surrender the Sara Lee and grab some grapes. Saute spinach in stock, and grill a nice filet of fish...but...skip the tuna. It's oily and full of mercury.

Big Guy

I hate it when somebody calls me “Big Guy”.    And everybody thinks that it is cool to do so.   Waiters in restaurants, friends, family…. It doesn’t matter.
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But when they call me “Big Guy”,   there is no way that they are referring to my just barely six foot  height.  They were referring to my 257 lbs. of body mass.   Some muscle and bone, but a significant part of it is flabby fat that has no place on the body of a Mountain of a Man like myself.
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I’ve always had this internal picture of myself as “Rough, Touch, Hard to Bluff and Damn Good Looking”.  In reality though, I was a “Big Guy” aka “Fat Shit”.
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So every time someone says “Thanks, Big Guy” or “See you later, Big Guy”, I know that they are really saying  “Thanks, Fat Shit”.
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In High School and College, I was on the Cross Country and Track teams running long distance, and I ran the Boston Marathon when I was 18 years old.  I weighed in the 150 lb. range, depending upon the level of training at the time.   Granted, I didn’t feel comfortable at that weight.   The bones in my buttocks actually bothered me when I sat on a wooden stool.
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Over 100lbs and 30 odd years later, I don’t have that problem on a bar stool.
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But I hate it when the bartender says, “What can I get you, Big Guy?”.
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This year, I'm going to lose 60 lbs and get below 200 lbs again.   And I'm going to write a book entitled  "Don't Call Me Fat Shit." or something like that.

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That is my New Year's Resolution.



Harvey Rowe said...

Good luck Big Guy on the resolution.However remember if you keep doing the same things and they never work you are bordering on"crazy acts".....I am willing to share my "DAPPER PLAN " with you......but trust me it will not be easy.....Let me know.


Thanks Harvey.
I agree that my selves are all stocked up on "crazy", but I'll have to pass on the "DAPPER PLAN".  I'm frankly too scared to ask what that plan is.

Nanepashemet Peep of the Year - 2010

When you look at the history of  this pathetic yet honorable designation....

Tom McMahon 2007
Michael "Murph" Murphy 2008
Lauren Rathbone 2009

.... there really isn't a discernible pattern.    But all three have their strengths and weaknesses, and they all survived their year of glory/ridicule.

So today, the momentous decision arises again.
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There was a huge pack of candidates to choose from this year.  You know yourself how many annoying and/or inspirational things you did this year.  So do I.
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I let my guard down earlier this week and joked with SuperPeep Lindsey Kepnes that she was under consideration.  Sorry Lindsey.   And my sister-in-law Sue Sue Raiche made a last minute run at it this morning to no avail.  No such luck Sue Sue.  And how could Tuna Lips Antagonist Maria Rowen be ignored.... or the perennial also-ran, SuperPeep Brian Butler???    Both came up short.  There's always next year.
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Even with all of the worthy candidates during a year that was itself, annoying and inspirational, one Peep emerged above all others.   Peep Protocol demands that there can be no explanation for the choice, and I will abide by this sacrosanct tenet, but those of you who know Jeremy and what he did this year can easily figure it out.
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ANNOUNCING ......

Nanepashemet Peep of the Year 2010

Jeremy Johnson

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Good luck this year Jeremy.  Shortly you will feel the almost mystical power that this honor/disgrace entails.  May you reign with all of  humility and arrogance that your title bestows upon you in the coming year.

Maria Rowen said...


Peak-Peep-Perfomance-Prevails for Jeremy! Congratulations and enjoy the honor and disgrace...364 days, 9 hours, 31 minutes and counting...

Jeremy Johnson, Reigning PEEP OF THE YEAR said....
Wow, I'm honored. The POTY powers are no joke – I woke up this morning with a Chuck Norris-style beard. And to think I had given up years ago on this lifelong dream. What’s next? I don’t know, but obviously the sky’s the limit. I’m just taking it one day at a time, looking forward with great anticipation to a year of reaping the vast bounty of goodwill, good luck, and great facial hair growth that accompanies this honorable designation. I promise all of the NPash Peeps that I'll keep it real -- my reign will be marked by benevolence, bipartisanship, and some old school trickle-down economics. 2009 was indeed a trying year but I realized how fiercely loyal, thoughtful and downright badass all of you peeps are. Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? Hell no. 2010 will indeed be a better year -- 2012 will be outstanding.

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...*_*

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.

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.

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...

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.

 

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.

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.

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!

 

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...

 

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.

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!

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!)

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!

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...

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...

Tis the Season.

After my highly successful sales lunch this afternoon, I cruised over to Costco to pick up some wholesale discount Christmas presents.
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I always overspend there, but maybe it works out in the long run.  After all... I won't need another bottle of Listerine for the next six months.  And I still have that huge bottle of Tums antacids that I bought last year.  Plus I ran into SuperPeep. Brian Butler and showed him the special gift that I bought for Katelyn.
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Tis the Season to be Jolly....

Tiger the Duck.

ok
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I don't want this blog to be "ALL Tiger, ALL the time".
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But some of this stuff just screams to be said.
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Like him asking us to be understanding with him as he tries to patch things up on his $22M yacht.   Sure, that will get a lot of understanding and pity.  He has to get out there, make a statement that he has a problem, and start swinging his golf clubs.
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Spill your guts Tiger.  Your efforts to gain privacy are having the complete opposite effect.
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Believe me, most people will forgive you for having sex with beautiful women.... as long as you pledge future fidelity to your wife and admit your mistakes and weaknesses.
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Everybody has a bump in the road.  You have your money because you are the world's best golfer, not the world's best guy.  Right now, you're a sitting Duck.

James Morrison said...


Next comes the tale of performance enhancing drugs. Guy got pretty buff following the knee surgery. Mickelelson lost his boobs as well. Lump him in there.

Burn the whole sh*thaus down!

Stick a Fork in It.

Usually, the Telecom business gets really heated up at the end of the year, as carriers strive to meet their build plans, thus gaining executive bonuses.   This year seems different and I am definitely sensing a winding down. Which is fine with me.. 
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Anytime this year ends will suit me well.
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Even though business was good and next year is looking very promising, all the other stuff that hit us this year... people dying, careers lost, marriages ending.... makes me more than willing to put this year in the archives.
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I'll bet that Tiger feels the same way.
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Don't get me wrong.  A Mountain of a Man like me never lets anything get him down.   And I truly believe that all happens for the best in a cosmic sense.
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But I'm still anxious to stick a fork in this year.

Maria Rowen said...

...and surely you'll buy your pint cup...and surely I'll buy mine...let's raise the cup and say goodbye to two thousand and nine...Slainte Mohr!

Pleasant Surprizes

Last night, before we went to the Blue Ox restaurant in downtown Lynn, we had cocktails at Maria Rowen's Swampscott apartment with Lisa and Harvey Rowe and Lou Panakio.
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It was a nice gesture by the Tuna Lips Antagonist, Maria, but I didn't expect her to pull out all the stops.   Which she did when she had a bottle of Lagavulin Single Malt Scotch Whiskey ready and waiting on her kitchen counter.
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That is pure class.
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So was the dinner at the Blue Ox.   I was expecting a pub food menu and atmosphere, but it had the taste and the feel of a high end Boston location.  Hats off to owner, Charlie Gaeta and his partners.
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Although I was a little disappointed that I didn't run into some old Lynn guys, we did see some Marblehead people that I hadn't seen in a long time, including Chris D'Orio, one of my all time favorites.
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But the surprizes didn't stop last night.
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When we returned from our Fresh Ayer trip this morning, Tommy O'Shea dropped by with a bottle of J&B and a bottle of Dewar's White Label that he had in the house.   Tommy isn't a scotch drinker, but he can hold his own with anyone if Coors Light is in the mix.  To be sure, these are blended scotches, and not Lagavulin, but it's the thought that counts.... not the Scotch.
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Maybe I should buy him a six pack of Coors.

Tuna Lips said...

sound o things we oughts ta give you a merry honika greetin'.

Giving It Up.

So Tiger Woods has left the tour in order to try to patch up his life after all the infidelity and stuff.  Who would have thought that golf had that kind of side effect???
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Golf does have all sorts of sexual double entendres running through it..... .what with Putters, Drivers, Woods, Holes, Ball Washers and such.
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It's probably a good idea for me to quit golf now too.
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I don't want to get all promiscuous and start screwing around with beautiful women every chance I get.
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So it's official. I just can't risk playing and have all that happen to me.
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I'm quitting golf too.   For the time being.

POTW Week 50

Do you ever start to feel really upbeat and psyched up for no particular reason?
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That's how I've felt for the last couple of days and I'm not quite sure why. 
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Maybe it's because we have been meeting our business committments and looking at a very positive start to the new year.
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Maybe it's because I have the best grandkids in the world.
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Maybe it's because my new Bluegrass Banjo that Joanne bought for me is even cooler than I anticipated.
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Still not quite sure.   But it's damn better than being down and depressed for no particular reason.

ANNOUNCING.....

Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the Fiftieth Week of 2009

William Bulger

Jai Singh Khalsa

Al  Lane

Katelyn Nestor

Alex Watts

Bucky Sides

Maybe it has something to do with my new meds.

Photo Shoot

So one of out survey engineering contractors forgot to label the access utility poles for 12 cell sites that we are running fiber to this week.   What is a Mountain of a Man like me to do??? Get into my truck and drive around Masshusetts taking photos of utility pole id's???
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That's exactly what I did..... all day today.
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Being a Mountain of a Man means that you are not afraid to take on menial jobs to get the project on track.
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Not afraid to do it, but danm pissed that I had to do it.

Side Effects

Changed my meds today.   That dry hacking cough that was aggravating Joanne so much wasn't due to a cold or flu virus, but had it's source as a side effect of the high blood pressure pills that I was taking.
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So, even though my blood pressure is under control, I have to move to a new med that will abate this side effect.
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I still take a pill for gout everyday.   Never want the "toothache in a toe" to reappear.  That was freaking agony.
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Thank God that Lagavulin doesn't have any side effects.

A Considered Decision

So the Massachusetts Dems have their Senatorial Candidate, Martha Coakley.  Somehow, I don't think she is in a cakewalk for the seat with Scott Brown, the Republican nominee.
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No.... I haven't decided to throw the highly coveted Nanepashemet endorsement to either candidate yet.  I'll be patient and watch each closely before I move to tip the scales.
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It's not easy bearing the responsibility of determining our next United States Senator.  So I can't be impulsive.  Appreciate if you would back off while I deliberate.  Believe me, you will be the first to know when I convey the cherished Nanepashemet Nod.

Tuna Lips said...

Ise agree. Round the Peachstone mobile court, weez have a group that reglarly convivifies around the boob tube to watch the latest adult entertainers on the STD playin' machine that Clem Grottlesnot found in the Kmart loadin area. Be discriminators, taste wise, wees plan to tally up some score cards, based on key categories like fluidity, hang time, and degradatin behavins', an award to the most meritaining actress-type, our "Tiger Rod" award. Nanapeshmet Nod being the model. Time to hang my Tijuana Christmas lights. Draws a crowd, them illumified bared assed senorita in santy hats. Zonin' board always in a huff, no good bah humbug types.

Tuna Lips said...

Its like that Sixtel and Eggbert fellers. "Tuna Lips and Shoo Fly give 'Hairy Twatter' two Rods Up!"

Book Signing

I'm thinking of starting a policy of not publishing any comments that are sent by "Anonymous".  If you don't have the balls to sign your name, you don't deserve to be published in a high class blog like this one.  I don't even care if you come up with a fictitious name, I just will can you if you decide to call yourself  "Anonymous". 
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It pisses me off.... ok????  And I don't get pissed off that easy.
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Anyway...
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I took the time to attend the book signing of William Bulger's James Michael Curley book tonight at the Boston Public Library.  Mr. Bulger looked very sharp and robust... like he could easily take on the phonies at the Boston Globe or the Mitt Romney gang tomorrow morning.   He signed a couple of books that I will give out for Christmas presents.  In one, he wished  the recipient a  "Merry Christmas"  in Greek.
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I think that's why he aggravated the Liberal Elite so much.  They wanted to finger him as a thug from South Boston, but there aren't too many thugs who can understand Greek and Latin fluently.  He outsmarted them because he was smarter than them.
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Maybe guys like Billy Bulger and Tommy McGee are a dying breed.   They were all about helping people and getting stuff done without kissing up to pseudo intellectuals in the media.   Dukakis ran for President and ran the Massachusetts economy into the ground and Bulger and McGee were left to steady the ship with virtually no recognition.
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It's sad to see guys like this fade into the background.. But then again, the Boston Globe seems to be on its last legs too.

Jill Phillips said...

I told Katelyn to tell you to come over for our dinner party, I live a few blocks from the public library:(

Woods with Woody

Poor Tiger.
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Having sex with all of those Hot Babes.
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It must be terrible for him.
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If I were him, I'd just concentrate on my putter.... see if I can straigten out my drives with my woods.... so to speak.
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OK, cheap humor.   But do you want me to keep blogging about Al Gore?????  This Tiger thing will get tired soon, so we might as well have a little fun with it for awhile.    I'm sure he'll find a way to console himself.
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My recommendation for Tiger is to get out and golf..   Swing the freaking club to remind people what you are really famous for.  And keep your woody in the bag for the time being.

Tuna Lips said...

Sound thinkin' there, Kemosabe. I'd also reccomdentate that he take into considerin' producin some dirty movin' picture shows. I got a rolerdecks of starvin' actresses lookin' for they break into the biz. Got a steady supply of crank to keep them on their toes and workin' cheap, too, i does. With his eye fer talent and my stable of phillies free of open sores, we could take Howleewood by storm!

Maria Rowen said...

Poor Al Gore...Tiger is getting all the attention as more and more women come out of the 'Wood'work...This story has legs...lots and lots of legs...and apparently...lots and lots of breasts...Tiger you big Cheetah...David Letterman is on your side and waiting for your call...

Fooling the People

I saw an article recently debunking Global Warming and saying that Al Gore should have the Nobel Prize revoked because of the misrepresentations and political license that he took in his Oscar winning film, "An Inconvenient Truth".

Gore Lied about the Polar Bears... says that they are dying because of Global Warming  when they are actually multiplying like rabbits... says he created the Internet.  He'll obviously twist the facts to meet his agenda.  

All he had to do was to carry the State of Tennesee to win enough electoral votes, but Thank God that his home state knew him well enough to vote him down or he would have been the President of the US. 

And since we are involving the Lord in this post, God Bless the Academy that awards the Oscars and the Nobel Prize Committee.  Definitely no Tenneseeans in those fine groups.

“You may fool all the people some of the time, 

you can even fool some of the people all of the time, 

but you cannot fool all of the people all the time.”

 

- Abraham Lincoln 

 

You'll probably never catch me mentioning Gore and Lincoln  in the same post again.

 

Tuna Lips said...

I 'spects yer puttin' together an assessment of the troupe of harlots that this golfer feller has ravished. Shoot, at this rate, give it a coupla weeks, he'll be rankin' with some of the all time whoremasters, like Slick Willy and Wilt the Stilts. Amazin!

 

Happy Birthday Ethan

First real snow of the year.   It's my grandson, Ethan's, first birthday, and we are taking he and Will out for some Fresh Ayer.  They might not be the best grandkids in the world, but try saying that to their Nana Joanne.

Kerry  said...

Happy Birthday Ethan! Hugs, The D'Orio Family

Tuna Lips said...

Ethan: Let yer carrot loose, ole buddy! Weeze all in er to win er! Coo Coo!

 

POTW Week 49

We went to Mistral in Boston's Back Bay last night after a Fresh Ayer visit with Harvey and Lisa Rowe.
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I wanted to see if if it was as good as it was the first time I went there.
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It was.
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I felt a little guilty leaving Ryan to go to Mistral, which is one of his favorite restaurants.  But he'll have plenty of time to catch up... as long as the Mayan Prophecy is wrong. 

ANNOUNCING....

Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 49th Week of 2009

Isam Halwani

Mike Chandler

Bill Hillegas

Mike Rockett

Linda O'Shea

Phil Mickelson

Harvey had the pasta because he was planning a 10 mile training fun for this morning.  I had the filet because I will be going substanially less than ten.  Plus Harvey picked up the check, which always makes the meal taste better.

Scarlet A

Some years ago, I had a random lunch at the Chicago Airport while waiting for a flight with a professional golfer who had a modicum of success of the PGA tour.
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The conversation got around to who were the stand up guys in Professional Golf, and who were the jerks.
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Guys like Tiger and Phil Mikelson came up on the short end of this guy's assessment... in the category of those who were fairly full of themselves and gave no consideration to the rank and file players.

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It was interesting, but it didn't deter me from being a Tiger fan.   I like the way that Woods plays golf.  Really don't care if he tips the clubhouse attendant, is courteous to his fellow competitors, or seeks out a little extra poontang.  It would be nice if he was perfect in all aspects, but I just care about his mastery and talent in the game of Golf.
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Anything else is just voyeurism.

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But society still needs to label others with a Scarlet Letter.... pressing all of the attention and blame on others and leaving the rest of us alone with our depravities.   Tiger is in for the Hester Prinn treatment for a while.  Looks like the law of Karma is kicking in.

This innocent looking young lady, Rachel Uchitel, has vehemently denied having an affair with Tiger.

Tiger.... How could you????

Tuna Lips said...

In thisee here case, that A stands for ass, which El Tigre was gettin' more of than a terlet seat. Ise doff me cap to the feller

Maria Rowen said...

The A stands for 'A'ccounting...Elin gets 7 figures deposited in an 'A'ccount...then she gets the pre-nupt 'A'mended...then she says...'A'dios...in Sweedish...'A'fter 'A'cquiring 'A'll 'A'ssetts...'A'bbond'a'zz'a'!

Hetero Count Down

Another blow to our fellow Heterosexuals was dealt today by Meredith Baxter Birney who announced that she is a Lesbian.
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Despite three marriages and five children she finally realized that she was predisposed to go the other way, and apparently announced her new found preference on the Today Show .
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Who gives a shit Meredith.?  Do you see me singing from the Hills that I am a practicing Hetero?   (Or at least I try to be practicing.)

Tuna Lips said...

Ise enjoys all the flavors of our cultural stew. Some spicy girl-on-girl action can be just what the doctor ordered, exspecially after some dog fightin' or a lynchin'. In Old Mexico, they favored rooster fights, but loved them gordo senorita taco divin' all the mores. Multinationalizer that I is.

Maria Rowen said...

Maybe an uber-boring-story about Ms. Baxter's now public lesbian life style is just a way for the universe to give us a break from the highly-charged healthcare debate, the anger-in-Afganistan and the-torrid-Tiger-transgressions. The next news breaking story may be MoaM Heard Singing from the Hills...or...How to Serve up a Mexican Fish Fry...stay tuned...

Bravely Backing Barack

So I sat through the entire Obama Afghanistan speech and didn't get pissed off once.
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Finally, he has decided to identify the problem as American and not resort to a Bush bashing cop out.
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I have personally believed that we should get out of Afghanistan, but I got the distinct feeling that the President is operating with information that I don't have. (And I certainly hope this is the case.)
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  His references to Pakistan are particularly telling and he gave me the impression that we will be interacting far more closely with that nuclear power.
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Let's face it..... it's only a matter of time before one of these Osama wannabee, medieval, misfits stumbles onto a nuclear warhead from one of the less stable members of the Nuclear Club.   So it probably makes to sense to stay as close by as possible.
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That's my take from the President's newly outlined Afghanistan policy.  I'll back Barack, despite my past revulsion .... now that he has stopped the finger pointing and taken responsibility.  America is a flawed nation, with a birth of liberty amongst slaveholders.  There is plenty to blame if you decide that you are not up to the task of dealing with the present.
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Maybe I'm wrong, but BO seems like he decided to stop campaigning and became President tonight.

Pisc said...

Afghanistan is a bunch of rocks. It mean nothing other than as a staging ground. Its about Pakistan and Iran having nukes. Same with the invasion of Iraq. Nothing has changed but the spin. Love how Barry deems the analogy to Vietnam to be wrong because it depends on a false reading of history. Academic much? Sound like Bill's "it depends on what the meaning of is, is." We have to be there because the Pakis have nukes and the Iranians all but have them. The gathering storm, it is going to be ugly. Got my bomb shelter built.

Maria Rowen said...

Do you win a war by telling your opponent what you are planning? (Don't think so) Do we have to finish what we started in Afganistan? (Absolutley!) Our security depends on it. And our security is at stake...on that point I will agree with our president.

 

None of Our Business

When the best golfer in the world hits a golf ball..... that should be news.
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When the best golfer in the world hits a fire hydrant with his Cadillac Escalade.... that shouldn't be news.... that should be private.
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Just because someone is exceptional at one talent, that doesn't give us the right to invade his private life.
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It's none of our business to wonder if he was cheating on his hot wife. 
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Even if his every itch hits the tabloids, though, it still must be cool to be Tiger.

Big Fat Problem

So I come in from our Fresh Ayer trip, and there is a program on about fat women who have lost weight.
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Naturally, they are blubbering and sobbing.
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I don't understand why fat women cry about losing weight.   I could see maybe crying if you didn't have enough food.... but crying because you have shed some lbs. is a bit mystfying.
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This has to be the first generation in human hstory where the food crisis is not scarcity and starvation, but overeating and obesity.  I suppose that is a form of progress.

Tuna Lips said...

I likes me the big rigs.

Maria Rowen said...

We can't help it. We cry about everything...it's our Corpus Callosum...and we all have one no matter how big the rig…

 

No Choice

It's 7:00 PM, and Tyler Gill, one of Ryan's best friends, just called and asked me to go down to Maddies.
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For those of you who have never been to Marblehead, Maddies Sail Loft has been the premier drinking hole in this Town for time immemorial. despite a change of ownership.  Everybody around here has a Maddies story.
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Should I???
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On the one hand, I'm pretty settled in for the night... just downed my second Seagrams and Cranberry cocktail in keeping with my long standing seasonal drinking traditions.
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On the other hand, Joanne has just assumed control of the widescreen and is watching chick flicks galore... the current one being BrideWars featuring Kate Hudson and Ann Hathaway.
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So it's Drinks with Ryan's friends v. Sacrificing my Manhood watching this gushy movie.  Maddies gets the nod.
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There is really no other choice for a Mountain of a Man like me.  
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Plus, I doubt if she'll notice that I'm gone.

Shocking Sight

It happened once before, and I let it go.
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I think I was in denial.
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But this morning, as I sat peacefully on my couch, gazing out the front window.... it happened again.
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The O'Shea's front door opened wide and Tommy O emerged.... clad only in a bath towel around his waist, as he bent over to retrieve his morning paper.   That's right.... I saw skin... lots of it.... and some in places that I never want to see again.
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You would think that a Mountain of a Man like me would be impervious to such a disruptive sight.
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But no.  Even I have limits to what I can physically tolerate.
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I pray that Tommy O gets a bathrobe.  Lord... heed my prayer.

Tuna Lips said...

Try seeing yer 5th grade teacher releivin' herself outside the double wide. Nothin' new here, move along folks, until ye spy downwards and see Mister Collinsworth, the principle of the high school, singing "Am I Pretty" whist the shower hits his corn fed gut. Lesson learned.  

Maria Rowen said...

It seems to me...if Tommy O. was Sarah Palin...you would be praying to the Lord for a mighty west wind to blow. So while you are praying...you should thank the Lord you do not still have crush on your 5th grade teacher. Ah...men...  

 

Day Off

No news today.
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A partying couple crashed the White House Indian State Dinner causing a breach of security.  And that's it.
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It's a good day to take off.  Maybe I'll take care of some internal paperwork at Nanepashemet Telecom, but that's it.  Tommorrow we'll be heading for some Fresh Ayer.