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A Crack in the Smashed Glass Ceilling

Peeps....
Pay attention to Kellyanne Conway.

She is the new Trump Campaign Manager.

She is a strong, articulate woman who will cause consternation with the Libbie narrative about Hillary's "Smashed Glass Ceiling".




Clinton Shill, George Stephanopoulos, just got manhandled by Conway on his Clinton Propaganda Yellow Journalist Good Morning America mainstream media Liberally biased show.

Phew!!!!

This is getting good.

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The American Dream

Barack Hussein Obama is a Muslim born in Kenya, raised in Indonesia. His family and mentors were Marxist. His birth certificate is unobtainable. His college transcripts are unobtainable. He grew up to be President of the United States. It is an unbelievable accomplishment. Forget his Leftist Antti-American agenda, Attaining the Presidency was a remarkable unparalled achievement. Hats off to Barack Hussein Obama for pulling off the most unlikely path to the United States Presidency ever conceived.

Job Description

No Peeps.... That's not me, nor will it ever be me.

I would be too afraid to climb the step ladder that leads to the first climbing peg.  My fear of heights causes a sick feeling in my groin that no amount of cajoling can overcome.  Don't know why.... probably an unfortunate past life fall or something.

My job is to find the courageous climbers who don't have this fear and hire them to perform tower work.

Kate and Dad

My Daughter Kate and your MOAM a number of years ago when we launched the Columbia Herreshoff Tender.   Lots  of stuff has happened since then.

Kate got married to my favorite Son-in-Law, Brady Boyle.
Then she bore our third Grandson, Connor, who has already become such an important member of the family.

Some peole that we love have died... Lisa Panakio Rowe and my Mom come to mind.... completing the circle of life.

Business has been good, bad, good, bad.... the Lord ultimately provides.

And the Columbia Herreshoff Tender is now in dire need of resanding and revarnishing.... to the extent that I will not row again until I have invested about 20 hours in refurbishment this late summer and fall.

100 years from now, this will all be unknown.... even to our direct descendents.  My hope is that Connor might be around.

Tempus Fugit.

Cupcakes and Bullys

Pussyfication and Cupcakery.

It is the condition that arises when "Progressives" get their feelings hurt when the Big Meany Donald Trump says bad things about  the fragile and demure Hildebeest.

Donald is such a "Bully".   It's not fair for him to hit back when BO and H make up phoney shit about Trump to feed to their sheep.  Course the stuff that they say about Trump is ok because Trump deserves it.

The Pussyfication of America is gathering steam with each melting glacier.  It will only stop when the Big Mean Bully is stymied by the mainstream media misrepresenting his every utterance  and he stops calling poor H a scheming Crook.


"BAA, BAA, BAAAAAAA"..... which is Liberalese for "Yay Yay Hillery.  We love you so much and hate Evil Republicans".

But just for the record......  There is basically no difference between a Pussified Cupcake and a Phoney Liar.   Because anyone with a brain can see through the Cupcake Act.

Offended and Outraged

Peeps....
Lately there has been a lot of stuff that Donald Trump says that has offended people and caused outrage.

I don't buy it.

Nobody is "Offended" and nobody is "Outraged" and if you believe this, then you are as goofy as the Cupcakes who pretend to be "Offended".

The pandering media and Manipulative H think that we all are part of their sheep herd.

I'm counting on enough people out there who actually have a brain of their own.

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Day Two - Going for Gopher

Peeps...
It's Day Two of me trying to stay out of the Facebook Political POTUS Fray.

Day One was tough as Teddy Gautreault sucked me in with a taunt about a Harvard non-endorsement of Trump.  C'mon Ted.  Are you trying to tell me that Harvard kids are wicked smaaat or something?  I would hire a kid from UMASS or Northeastern in a heartbeat over those elitist cupcakes.

I wish I didn't succumb to Ted's trap, but I resisted  all others... including posts from the cunning Jim Lundgren who has lately been on a Trump rant.

And, It's pretty tough when I continue to watch ABC News, which is such a detrimental habit.  Is it political if I say that ABC SUCKS????  I guess I don't care if it is or not.  There is a specia lplace in Hell for the propagandists of the Main Stream Media who would rather herd sheep than accurately report the news.

But I digress.... and rather obsessively so.

Now for the original topic of this pathetic post....

There is a mystery going on outside with the Aquaponics project.  Fully fifty gallons of water continue to be missing from the system every night, with the fish tank sometimes only a quarter full.  You would think that fifty gallons would leave a trace, but no discernable leaks or drips are coming from the undersides of any of the grow beds, fish tank or swirl filter.

WTF is going on?????

Seems like the water is disappearing into thin air.... which is my only current conclusion since the summer has been so dry here on the North Shore of Boston.

And a critter has attacked the grow beds rather aggressively.... destroying the zucchini, chomping all of the kale, eating green tomatoes and devouring squash and sweet potato leaves.

My Friend, Christos Laganos has an electrified fence around his garden as well as a Kurt Schilling scare crow.   I would probably electrocute myself if I followed his lead.  Have spread coffee grounds around the perimeter of the beds but I not sure how effective this is.

I'm glad I am not depending on the success of this crop to live.  So far, we have enjoyed a couple of cucumbers, one zucchini, some tomatoes and peppers, but so bounty for sure.  Native Americans who farmed this Marblehead peninsular planted hills of corn interspersed with beans and squash.   They must have placed sentries on a 24 hour basis to keep the critters out.

By the look of the tracks on my deck stairs, the culprit is either a raccoon or the gopher that I have seen from time to time.

And I think that the critter has been terrorizing the poor fish in the tank, because some mornings, they cheerily emerge to be fed, and other times they cower in the corner of the tank.

The growbeds will have to have cold frame type polycarbonate covers constructed for the winter months anyway, so maybe I can fend this problem off in future growing seasons by covering the beds in the evening.

Anyway.....If you see me wearing a stylish fur hat around Old Town, you'll know that I have solved the problem in the short term.

Fishing.... Not Necessarily Catching

This is solid evidence that I actually know how to catch Bluefish.

Proof Positive.

And it used to be that I would hook up every time I went out.
But lately.... WTF is going on????

Same techniques, same spots.... freaking nothing.

It's starting to piss me off.

Taking a Break

Peeps.....
I've been getting pretty riled up over the Presidential Race lately.... in case you haven't noticed.

As much as I would like to have self control, I can't help getting so pissed off at all of the stupidity, duplicity, lack of veracity and overall bullshitery that this race has produced.

Trump is an accomplished business man who has never had to act politically correct.... so he is a freaking bull in a china shop.

And Clinton.... well...don't get me started.  The way she lies with impunity and her obvious corruption is a source of great stomach unrest for me.

The worse thing is that I find myself getting really irritated when people seem oblivious to the stuff that seems to be staring me in the face.

People have a right to their opinion... even if you think that their opinion is phucking asinine.

So out of respect for my fellow man, and fellow woman.... I've decided to take a break.

Not for the duration of the political season.... but at least for a couple of weeks or so.

And it's a good time for me to focus elsewhere too,

Nanepashemet Telecom is sizzling hot and opportunities are breaking down the doors.  I owe it to the company and the great people who work there to put two hands on the steering wheel and rev up the potential of these opportunities.

Plus I'm heading to South Africa soon to attend the wedding of SuperPeep Nathaniel Clarke and his incredible betrothed, Raelene Rourke. This will require full attention to party down safari style, and I don't want to think for a minute how disgusting Clinton is, or how inappropriate Trump is while celebrating this important international event.

So there you have it.   All of my Facebook friends who cringe at my heavy handed and one-sided remarks are in for a welcome respite.

And so am I.