Gearing Up

Some drawings on the web of the Chamberlain Marblehead Gunning Dory that I will build.

A Fair Trade

So I get a good row in today. All the way from Riverhead Ramp through Marblehead Harbor, around Fort Sewall, into Little Harbor and over to Grace Oliver Beach, where I picked up Joanne and we rafted up with Greg and Nancy Bruett. Greg took a trial of the Tender, and I was thrilled to see how it performed from afar. It even made Greg look good.
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A nice couple of hours.
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Then over to O'Shea's pool and a trip to Beacon Hill Liquors for some Dark and Stormie supply. At the Beacon Hill counter, they sell Nancy Bruett's mystery novel, Dusting.
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A guy was looking at the book and I told him that it was a great read. He said that it should be for $14.95, and I said he wouldn't be dissapointed. He muttered something like, "What the Hell, Life is short." and bought the book.
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I'm thinking that paid for the two beers that I drank on Greg's boat, Damp Yankee, today.
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Coming Alive

Okay.

I'm going to watch one episode of Flight of the Conchords on HBO On Demand, then I'm getting into Saturday morning action.

Not Interested

Heading up the list of things I'm never going to do is running with the Bulls in Pamplona, closely followed by bungee jumping and technical rock climbing.
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I'm not as much afraid of the bulls, as I wouldn't get caught dead in one of those effeminate neckerchiefs.
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Not Ready to Rock and Roll

Did you ever wake up feeling lazy?
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That's what happened to me today. Thank God it's Saturday, and I don't have any scheduled obligations.
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I just don't feel like doing anything.... although I am blogging, so maybe I can snap out of it.
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Maybe I'll start by cleaning out the cat's litterbox. It smells like.... well.... shit. With Izzy and Roenick in and out of the house all the freaking day, wouldn't you think that they would void in the yard or somewhere. But no, they come into the house when it is time to take a dump.
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Plus I have one of those macular migranes going on, where you feel kind of whoozy and your vision has trouble with focus. It doesn't really worry me because I've had these periodically for the last twenty five years. But they are a pain in the ass.
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So stay off my back for awhile!

Small Suggestion

If you want something posted on this Blog, for God's sake, don't tell me to do it. Because that's the last thing that will ever be written about. The best way to get an entry is to secretly hope and pray that it gets in, and then maybe by dumb luck, I'll post it.
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Conversely, don't forbid me to write about anything.... because I guarantee that the forbidden topic will be posted forward, backward, and inside out.
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Enterprising Peeps have found ways to manipulate these rules, but it is not recommended.

High Tide

2007-07-13

11:06 PM EDT

10.70 feet High Tide

That pretty much kills my early evening rowing plans.
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Tomorrow, I'm going to work like hell on the deck railing in the morning until 12:00 noon when the tide will be high again. Then I'll take the tender out for a spin, maybe all the way to Grace Oliver Beach where I might have a Bruett sighting.

KMA

I was accused of kissing up to someone the other day.
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My friends at General Dynamics, Darwin and just about everybody else would really laugh at that. If anything, Joanne and I have been the Anti-Christ of KMA. We brought our kids up the same way.
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Everybody farts the same as we do, and we all end up with a long dirt nap. So what is there to kiss up to anyway???
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If I was a kiss up, I'd still have a huge salary coming in bi-weekly. But I have my self respect instead..... which is priceless. Being nice and courteous to someone is not kissing up. It's called manners. Get some, they come in handy when trying to get along with people.
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So you missed the mark when you called me a kiss up. Maybe your own personal preferences clouded your judgment. How's that for kissing up??? KMA.

Chicken Thighs and Pork Ribs

Stevie Lewis invited us to his traditional smoked meat competition this Saturday.
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Joanne was supposed to be a judge, and I was planning to team up with Jim Peabody, who is more into this type of barbeque than I am. But then some stuff came up and Joanne decided to go up North. If Katelyn comes home to Marblehead this weekend, I'm sure that Joanne will abort the North Conway trip.
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At any case, I've had to withdraw from Steve's smoke off, and thus will be missing the glory of dominating that cooking competition. I will honor the victors with Blog entries, but they only will be on top until a new smoke off is scheduled. Then I will assume my rightful place.

Maddie Sighting

Saw the cutie Maddie Gill at the BYC last night with her attractive parents, Tyler and Liz - a nice family. We were having a drink with Jim and Charlotte, enjoying his stories of sailing to the Carribean. Jim has done some cool stuff since I used to know him as a kid living by the Meadow.
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Today, I have to get into downtown Boston at the UMASS Club to meet with subcontractors and finalize pricing for a couple of jobs. There are a bunch of Rockett punch list items to do, since Mike is taking a week off to golf in Ireland, and we have to finish off the State of New Hampshire LC details.
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It will get really busy if I get a few more calls answered. By the end of the day, I'll be ready for the weekend.

Take It Easy

The pen is mightier than the sword.
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But a Blog can really bust your balls. Not to worry....scrotums will remain intact. So don't piss me off, OK?

Mind Song

Happiness runs in a circular motion,
Thought is like a little boat upon the sea,
Everybody is a part of everything anyway,
You can have it all if you let yourself be.

Why, Oh?
Because.

Why, Oh?
Because.

Happiness Runs, Happiness Runs,
Happiness Runs, Happiness Runs.

- Donovan

This little ditty has taken permanent residence in my brain for close to 40 years. I suppose that I could be mind-singing worse things.