Lapse

Can't believe it's Wed. already. I know I had a little lapse, but Nanepashemet Telecom is sizzling hot and I've been burning the oil all over New England in the last two days.
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Thanks to Doug Maxfield and the borderline comments of Tuna Lips for keeping the Blog above water.
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I will think of something intriguing to say later but now, the grindstone is waiting.

Dory Fit Out Ideas

This is an interesting interior concept for the Gunning Dory.
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I'm thinking of ways that the interior could be modfied to accomodate lobstering on a recreational basis.
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It would need a motor well and some sort of pulley rig like the Red Riser Davit System to lift the traps.

Doug Maxfield said...

Our political views aside...if you put a red riser davit system on that pretty boat I'm gonna have to cut you loose. Mountain of a man should be able to lift a sissy little rec. trap over the side. Or better yet, go buy your lobsters and help a guy out.

Tough talk from Democrat Doug. A few problems with your comment.

1. I didn't buy no sissy rec traps. Mine are 100% big boy commercial.
2. Have to use the leverage. Brains over Brawn. Get on the Technology wave. Wheels are good.
3. You can't cut me loose. You are hopelessly addicted to Nanepashemet and can never escape.

Pisc said...

How bad did the Patriots defense look last night.

And Francona running Josh "Waiting for Godot" Beckett out there for another round of pummeling lost that game as well.

Talent versus management debate open for comments.

Doug Maxfield said...

Stupid sexy blog.

Tuna Lips said...

you got some odd trolls diggin in the dirt around this here socializin' board. This Pisc character strikes me a shiftless guinea that needs to get the spaghetti out betwixt his teeth and then do us all a favor and shut his wop gob. And this Maxipad feller, well, he should let his wife do his palaverin fer him.

I think yer little dinghy is doing just fine, and claps my hands fer you taking the initiation to liberate them lobsters.

Move the Manatee

So they rescued the Manatee from Cape Cod waters and shipped him/her back to Florida.
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Sounds like a typical liberal ploy.... "we know what is better for you" type of thing. The Manatee goes through all of the time and trouble to freaking swim to the Cape, and these do-gooders decide that they know best.
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Maybe the Manatee checked in with all of the warnings on global warming and was seeking out a better deal. Finally, someone takes Al Gore seriously... then gets hi-jacked because of it.
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Speaking of slow, heavy, and confused mammals, I had a very enjoyable round of golf at the Wentworth Country Club in Jackson, NH with los Dos Robertos, Brown and Wojcik. As could be expected, the competition was intense and came down to the 18th hole when Brown and I went Mano a Mano. it doesn't matter who won.... that's not important.
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The important thing is that Wojcik came equipped with the King of Scotch, Lagavulin, and Brown chipped in with a bottle of the Prince, Talisker. Those boys are dripping with class.

Tuna Lips said...

I am perflexed by these fellers youse spending a "weekend away" with, the two Bobs, what is it that thems do? I am sensin' some unnatural acts, I dirnt want to cast you aside like a whore with crabs, but what is it you feller does up there in the woods asides chase balls and drink? I am shaken inside, as I afear fer the mortalized souls of someone who showed such promise.

Golf Outlook

Word is that Wojcik and Brown will be tearing it up at the North Conway Country Club tomorrow around noon time. I'll be there to document all the action.

PEEP of the WEEK Selections - Week 39

I'm thinking about heading up to North Conway this weekend to get some golf in. Enough time has passed so that I probably forgot how bad I suck in golf, and envision that a couple of rounds will be a lot of fun.
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That's the Ticket!
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Plus a few special Peeps who could definitely profit from seeing me with my game face on have been hinting that they will make the trip. At the very least, I have some Lagavulin stash up there that they can drown their sorrows in.
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Speaking of sorrows...... it's that thrilling/tragic, stupid/sincere, and hopeful/hapless time of the week again.
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ANNOUNCING
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the Thirty Ninth Week of 2008

Jean Shaheen
My Friend Who Doesn't Want His Name Mentioned in the Blog
Ryan Nestor
Dave Dixon
Jill Tufts
Maggie Shanahan

I wonder if I'll crack the 120 stroke barrier. It has to happen someday!

BS

People who misjudge their importance, and don't take responsibilities for their actions or non-actions drive me freaking crazy. Every bill gets paid, and somebody has to pay for some of theirs. That is unconscionable, unacceptable, and truly sucks.
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They sit around telling themselves of their importance and are shocked when you let them know that they are full of bullshit.

Tuna Lips said...

Au contraire, mi amigo. And I could not agree more strenuous like. I have first hand knowins about what importance is, and I pity the fools that think they is important, like yer mammy thinks you important. It aint true, losers. Sheee-it fire, I have undressed queens and shot whiskey with deputized authorities, and aint had to vist the doctor nor pay a red cent after. Comes with bein' a star like historical figment. Self deludin' jack-a-ninnies, all of 'em, but play along, the piper gonna come to town, and you can slash they tires in the meanwhile.

Keep Swinging

Peeps -
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Sorry for the lapse. Hope none of you decided to end it because I didn't Blog yesterday. That would have been a crying shame.
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Sensing a little bit of despair out there with the volatility of the market and all.
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I know that thousands of you are waiting with extreme angst for me to recommend a way to cope with this economic hic up.
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Here it is....
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Stop your Freaking Belly Aching! Whining and worry won't solve a thing!
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Step up to the Plate... and take your swings. In business, you can't strike out unless you put the bat down. So keep swinging. Sooner or later, you will make contact. So What if it is a slap single. You can't put them in the seats every time. Keep looking for the pitches, and keep swinging.
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And BTW, keep paying your cell phone bills, so I can continue to prosper and thrive.

Secondary Sox

I stayed up too late last night to watch the Red Sox lose to the Angels. It might have impacted my Monday work performance.... I just didn't feel like the master of the universe that normally characterizes my superior business acumen. So tonight, it will be back to a normal rest... no adrenaline flowing at 1:00 AM in the morning.
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Nanepashemet Telecom is poised to have a monster 4th Qtr. which will set us up nicely for next year. I can't let the Red Sox screw this up.

Return on Investment

In case you were wondering how the Warriors of Merrimack College played against powerful Pace College, I got this inspiring update late last night from Assistant Offensive Line Coach Ben Martin.... "31-28 W for the Warriors of Merrimack...Rushed over a hundo and had zero sacks against."
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Looks like my charity golf outing contribution is starting to hit paydirt! Nice coaching Benny!

Bye Ronick

We lost our cat, Ronick today. He was 18 years old and never sick until a few weeks ago, but then his systems seemed to shut down, he lost a lot of weight and was in constant pain.
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Ronick was a great companion and provided us daily joy and happiness for a long time.
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It was a nice blue sky all day long today... a good day to die.
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We'll miss him.

Mundane Ambition

Once again I must raise the mundane but poignant question. What's up for the weekend?
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No, I won't be spending any time extolling the virtues of Sarah Palin. Those of you who think I'm enamored with her solely because she is so hot are so shallow. Even if it is true, you are still shallow.
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There will be no politics this weekend, no business either. Well, maybe a little business. It's the fourth quarter, and that is crazy time for the telecom deployment industry. Everybody is trying to meet their numbers for the entire year in the fourth quarter. That means vendor resources get stretched out to the limit, combined with anxiety, stress and a little hysteria.
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So I might get sucked into some business calls.
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But for the most part, I'll be focusing my efforts on finishing the corner hanging cabinet that Joanne wants for the 42" HDTV. I'm making it out of solid mahoghany and birch plywood and the contract of the dark mahoghany and the light birch should give it a nice design touch. With a little luck, all of the assembly and sanding will be done before high tide at 3:oo PM tomorrow, when I'd like to sneak a little fishing in.
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So you doubt that I'll pull it off???? So do I.

ABC's

I know I'm a weak man with real flaws, so it was not surprising to me to find me checking the ABC phoney pundits, Charlie Gibson, George Stephanopoulos and that blond idiot, Dianne Sawyer, after the VP debate.
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Why do I torture myself so????
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True to form, theses media "journalists" immediately pulled out poll results that showed that Biden won the debate by a wide margin. I'm sure that was a scientific poll. How stupid do they take us anyway?
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I just have to get stronger... and ignore these manipulative mavens of mediocrity.

Doug Maxfield said...

Kicking his ass? Really? Looked to me like she can't think on her feet and reverted back to rehersals every time she couldn't address the question asked. Ask her about bankrupcy policy and she'll tell you about clean energy proposals. I may or may not agree with Biden's answers, but they were to questions. I can't help but think that the 'good ol girl' publicity stunt is growing old. While I do find Obama a little to "smooth" for my taste, I do respect him for picking a running mate that he has clearly disagreed with in the past. Kind makes you think he did it for the mans moral fiber? Let the bashing begin...

John Nestor said...

Doug-
I thought she was really strong on Ubekistan.

You're just pissed off because you never get a chance to fish in Alaska.
- J

Pat Piscatelli said...

They are not debates, they are performances, and its all rehearsed. Theater.

Socialism was so successful last century. We should try it here in America. Eventually, those taxes that are taken, from all of us, will empower the government, and weaken the individual. It will concurrently making people more dependent on the goverment for the means to live, and less capable of doing so for themselve. I equate being able to do for yourself with freedom.

State owned banks, state owned energy, state owned manufacturing - notice how many times from Hair Plug Joe it was "we are going to create jobs in the energy field, we are going to create jobs with new fuel efficient automobile techonology . . . " My ass. The government was not organized to create jobs, and is not capable of overseeing a for profit operation. And that is what is in every single one of those promises. We is the government, is the Obama.

Exhibit A on socialism is the 20th century. I will take the trickle down from private industry over trickle down from the government any day.

How smart the candidates are is not the litmus test - its is their principle of goverment. The rest is, well, theater.

John Nestor said...

Way to go Pisc.

You must be catching the end of Rush Limbaugh on your commute home. Nothing like good Rush talk to make you realize that the Dems want all of our money so that their kids can fulfill a lifelong dream of having a do nothing, Government Hack position of importance. High salaried welfare.

Biden would call it "fairness".

Pat Piscatelli said...

Hardly. I have read more than Limbaugh know of quotes from his staff, from the Federalist papers to the Federal Banruptcy Code, to economic theories of law by Posner to The volume I and II of gulag arichipelogo by Solzheneitsin.

Don't tread on me, be it Limbaugh or "a Roosevelt Democrat". What the hell does that mean? Does that mean you should vote the way someone did 70 years ago? Or even Reagan republican. Its 2008, no excuse to let someone do your thinking for you.

The state will own the means of production. Watch them go after Amendment #2 next. Our grandchilden will know bread lines.