POTW - Week 49

It's hard to believe that this year is coming to an end. Soon we'll be contemplating a momentous decision.... the Nanepashemet Peep of the Year. I see where Brett Favre, Quarterback of the Green Bay Packers, made it as SI Sportsman of the Year, which has recently lost its lustre to the coveted Nanepashemet designation.
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Sorry to tarnish your accomplishment, Brett. It still is pretty impressive.
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But you have to admit, it isn't Peep of the Year.
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One of you deviant/over-achievers, pervert/role-models will walk away with the ultimate distinction/humiliation in a few short weeks. Yes it could be you.... so get your affairs together before it is too late.
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Look what happened to Tommy McMahon, the defending 2006 POTY. His life has been a living hell this year.

ANNOUNCING.....
Nanepashemet Peep of the Week for Week 49 of the year 2007

• Dr. Danny Levy
• Dave Bruett
• Mike McLellan
• Sarah Maxfield
• Lauren Rathbone
• Patrick Piscatelli

I'm not sure that I'm man enough, or strong enough, or sober enough to ultimately handle this year end duty.

Tuna Lips said...

Belated birthday salutation, there, Big Cheese. I wish you a good year, may many a bird alight on yer feeder and leave they droppins' on the vehickles of your enemies.

Speakin' of enemies, lest you pinkos forget, some 66 years past since the sneak attack on Pearl Harbor was launched by those devilish Jap imps. Sunday morning, too, when proper sorts was attending services. The horror. Never forget, the peaceful Sunday silence broken by the bombs those rice-eating slopes dropped on us unsuspecting like. I weren't there, but I can tells you such a thing is just bad. Like finding a cockroach in yer gumbo or your date has a penis. But we press on, and heed the call to defend our way of life, of affordable footware made by children who need jobs and would be up watching TV all night anyhow, of news ladies with really great tits and the camera crews with sense enough to make that the lead story, of discount cigarettes and sloppy joes, gorcery shopping at the cumby's where you can top off yer tank, pitching shoes and peeing in public, the sweet symphony of domestic negotiations and snarling rottys in the trailer yard, wide open spaces to dump our Arby's wrappers and the like. The list goes on. I'll close here with this thought. I have seen this great land from sea to shining sea. You wear a clean shirt and drawers, you can git somewheres.

9:14 AM

Anonymous said...

I have "Peep of the year" on my resume. I'm pretty sure that's the only reason I got my job. I think they now regret their decision.

-McMahon

9:39 AM

Pleasant Birthday

Joanne and I both went to Dr. Levy's office for some dental work... she for a cleaning and me to have my bridge repaired. I told him about the crisis and the Ryan-Courtney party, and how close he was to a massive lawsuit.

Turns out that he doesn't scare easily, and the novocaine shots were a bit more painful than usual.
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Then we went to Cafe Italia in Marblehead to celebrate my birthday. Italian food with a numb face. Not a pretty picture.
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But I had a happy birthday anyway, because all of my kids contacted me as well as the Florida relatives. All without incident or provocations.

Warm Thoughts

What is it about the Winter that makes you think of the Summer???
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We actually saw a Humpback breach like this a summer or two ago out on Stellwagen Bank.
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And the Blues Brothers added another around that time.

Confused

Kung Fu movies are great entertainment. But if you took them literally, the Chinese would have all of the high jump records for the next millenium, the way they leap over buildings and stuff. They make an eight foot vertical leap look like a hurdle.
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That reminds me.... I have a recurring dream that I can dunk a basketball.
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Tomorrow I turn 55. My kids are all grown up. My friends are all looking older.
I have a grandson. What the hell is going on??? How the hell did this happen????

Workout at Work

I got my aerobic workout in a work today - hiking up a 2+ mile trail to the cell site in Claremont, NH through 8 " of snow. Unfortunately, I worked up a pretty good sweat and the temperature at the top of the hill had to be around 10 degrees. Made the work rather uncomfortable. especially since the engineers at the other end of the cell phone connection had no clue what was going on.
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It has to be healthy working up a sweat doing work. Sadly, we of the 21st century, sitting in front of our computer screens, are losing this health benefit.

First Blast of Winter

Nice and Cold this morning. Winter has definitely kicked in for New England.
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I'm headed to a hilltop cell site in Claremont, NH today. Our subcontractors said that we would need a snowmobile to get up there. Looks like I'll have to break out the ski cap and gloves. Should be a real test for winter clothing.
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Actually, I love the cold weather in December.... but hate it in March.

Tuna Lips said...

I woked up to hoar frost on my window and my scrotum all retracted like the shell of a terrapin. Sure sign winter has come, my nut sac starts manifestin' that type of behavior.

I told the washer girl that lives in the double-wide two doors down to give my bed dressings a good boil and to light a candle in the room, clear out that livestock stench. Shucks, I get so busy I can't keep the place put together for proper company. Good thing I can see fit to outsource things outside of my core competencies.

Got me a date with the new gal down in receiving, Brenda Pudding, that's right, pudding, like the savory treat. She is on work release, and has a weakness for men with all their limbs and a full likker cabinet. Plans, big plans. I needs to get some salted nuts, pickled eggs, let's see, a tub of oleo, and some sterno burners, in case she wants to take it to the next level. Always prepared, don't need no merit badge when you are a bona fide winner such as myself.

10:14 AM

Everning Notes.

Mike and Nathaniel succeeded in getting written up in the Salem Evening News as local Patriots fans at the away game. That was fun to read in the paper.
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The end of year telecom push is in full swing. Lots things to rush through.

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11:11 PM

Tuna Lips said...

I sure hope that is a lady speaking all the francois. Everyone knows that the Frenchies have the best whores. Believe me, you can look it up.

1:35 PM

Anonymous said...

Who the hell is Pepe Le Pew?

2:59 PM

Monday Night Football

Patriots are playing in Baltimore tonight.
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Mike and Nathaniel drove up from DC to watch the game, and were randomly interviewed by a reporter from the Salem Evening News as they threw a football among the tailgaters.
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How random is that!!!!
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It will be cool if their photos are in the local paper tomorrow.
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Plus, it's time to resume the ass whuppin' on the NFL by our NEW ENGLAND PATRIOTS!!!!!!!!

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I'll check back with you after the game.
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....... Baltimore outplayed them, but the Patriots squeaked by with the win. Certainly not predicted,, but they found a way. Mike said that he a Nate almost got into 15 fights as they blatantly cheered for the Patriots in the Ravens Stadium.
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In the meantime, Ryan almost cleared out the Gerry with a massive fart. I was so proud.

Plain Gunning dory

This is a plain version of the dory that I'm building. Mine will have a motor well, and some deck modifications at the bow and stern for flyfishing.
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Also, I will add sealed compartments with polyurethane foam for sink proofing.
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And of course, there will be provisions made for two Piandetosi Sliding Seat Rowing rigs.
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Not sure if I will modify for sailing with a centerboard. I probably will for future enjoyment by those who care about sailing. So far, that bug hasn't hit me.

Merit Badge

If I were a Boy Scout, this would be a nasty badge to sew on my shirtsleeve.

Flightless Birds

Birds of a feather flock together. Seems like I ran into an aquatic species that seek to imitate boat anchors. It was only a matter of time. Not sure that I want this species at the bird feeder.

POTW - Week 48

I'll be truthful....... I've been so busy this week that I didn't even realize that it was Thursday. Business has hit a fever pitch. I wonder if the Dow hitting new heights has anything to do with it?
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At any rate, I really haven't had an idle moment since Monday morning. That's a good thing as long as the activity is profitable... I mean, ditch diggers are busy too.
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But I have to believe that the action will convert into dollars, otherwise I'll never get that big ass BMW that I've had my eyes on.
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Announcing.....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for week 48 of 2007.

• Barry Lutchen
• Lindsey Kepnes
• Eric Rumpf
• Tom McMahon
• Linda O'Shea
• Brian Butler

It looks like a busy day tomorrow too.

Tuna Lips said...

Idle hands is the Debbil's workshop, that is what my momma was good for sayin', particularly when she caught me interferin' with myself. I never got that. I would say, "but momma, my hands is busy", whereupon she would throw in my general direction the mason jar she was drinkin' corn spirits from to forget about her existence.

Anonymous said...

A+ on the Peep of the week selections. Anything that puts me and Lindsey Kepnes together is perfect by me.

J. you gotta check out Tony La Rusa's youtube video from his sobriety test. The whole thing is good but make sure you hear the part where he says the alphabet. It's something special.

-McMahon

10:04 AM

2:15 PM

Dory Stalking

The other day, when I was coming back from the post office, I got behind a truck that was towing a Chamberlain Gunning Dory into Old Town Marblehead. Stalker that I am, I followed the trailer until I got to a narrow one way street where the truck stopped.
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Not being able to pass, I got out and asked the guy, who was directing the boat trailer into a driveway, if that was a Chamberlain dory and who built it.
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He corrected me by saying that it was a Chamberlain Gunning Dory (like I didn't already know) and that it was built by Thad Danielson of Redd's Pond Boatworks.
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It was planked with four chined planks, painted gray. The lines were straight out of John Gardner's depiction.
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I'm pretty certain that the utilization of cedar strip planks, carefully matched for color and grain and clear varnished, with no hard chine delineation, will make my dory a unique interpretation of a beautiful design.

Tuna Lips Disclosure.

Why all the controversy around Tuna Lips???? Thousands of emails, all demanding to know his identity!!!
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The Truth is that I'm sworn to secrecy. I simply can't disclose the person that is Tuna Lips. If you know me at all, you know that I can never betray a confidence.
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Yes.... Tuna Lips is a real person, but here is where it gets complicated. Tuna Lips is a guy who is writing in the persona of another guy that we have labeled as Tuna Lips. Does that sound confusing??? It should because it makes my head hurt.
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So, there is the real Tuna Lips, and a guy who writes as if he is Tuna Lips.
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I'm starting to loathe myself.

Tuna Lips said...

Like Yahweh (that is the God of the Jew in the old testermint for you ignant types) I am who am. Slow to anger, but you git my hackles out I am gonna bring my wrath upon yerself like one of them fire-breathin' lizards that attacked those sneaky Japs in the movin picture shows. But fear not, I am a gentle type. I knows how to act in polite society. And see, the ladies, they like ole TL. All of 'ems wants to get rutting around with me, their eyes tear up when I breath across they necks, can not control their emotions. Several have lost bodily control, upchucking undigested vittles, so vaclempht they gets near me. In most cases, they could stand to lose a couple pounds, but really, it aint natural. Shoot, the courts have used their broad intercessory powers on occassion, aiming to settle the women folk down by asking me to just stay out of their general quadrant. Its a burden, but I carry on. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. I aint no commie, but there is a ring of truismness in that pertaining to my experience.

The Sizzler is havin' an All U can Eat buffet of USDA grade C beef(stored in only the best brine) and creamed corn. Gotta run.

Photogenic Roenick

Many times you Peeps have asked me, "What is your favorite photo of Roenick the Cat?"
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It's a good question and naturally I've taken it very seriously.
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As you know, Roenick is extremely photogenic. And he lives for the camera. So there is so much to consider.
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This is a good one. Not sure if it is my favorite.

Going Native

So I suppose your wondering why I posted this painting of a Native American....
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So am I.
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American Indians have always held a fascination for me, particularly those of the New England area. I think this guy is from a tribe of the mid-west though.
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What a different world it would have been if the Indians had an immunity to European microbes. Maybe the European technological edge would have been lessened if the Indians were more numerous.

The Indians adapted to technology very quickly. The Europeans introduced horses, and the Indians became arguably the greatest equestrians in history. Their dexterity with firearms was also quickly established.
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But they had not adopted the wheel and were still hunter - gatherers when the Europeans arrived with their germs.

Tuna Lips said...

My pappy's pappy loved them red skins. In fact, thems was the ones, I think the Choctaw or some such tribe, gave him the name "Lips like Tuna Has". Having never seen a tuna in the Oklahoma badlands, the injuns must of had one of them visions. Not surprising them heathens was seein things, as we got our start in the hooch business selling "firewater" to them savages. I say that with all due respect.

11:51 AM

Getting It Done.

Today was one of those rare days when I accomplished everything that I set out to do.
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I think it had to do with setting realistic goals and making lists. Also respecting deadlines. Everyday, I set out to get a workout in, but today I made it a point to stop everything at noon and workout for an hour.
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Naturally I didn't get around to it until 1:00 PM, but I still got it in. Working out at lunchtime is probably the key. Nobody returns your calls then, and the exercise curbs your appetite. It would be nice to develop this habit.

Lousy OddsMakers

Patriots won by three, 31 to 28. So much for the spread. Philadelphia definitely didn't pay attention. Patriots will take the win, but the Eagles brought them back down to Earth.

Calling Towne's Bluff

Remember Bob Towne? My old college roommate who had stayed buff and in shape after all these years?
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He's the one on the far right, and I'm pretty sure that he doesn't think that I have the guts to post these photos of Joe Collins, me and him.
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I don't exactly recall what the three of us are doing in that picture.
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At any rate, Bob..... as you can see, I still don't embarrass easily.

Fa La La

Joanne did a real nice job getting the house ready for Christmas. She and Katelyn got the tree from the Marblehead Garden Center, and set it up.... all during the time that I was taking Mike and Kelly to Logan for the flight back to Washington, DC. Luckily I had no role at all, which is great, because picking out the tree is my least favorite holiday thing to do.
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Now that my kids are grown, Christmas shouldn't be such an expensive ordeal, although I don't think that Katelyn agrees with me.

Tuna Lips said...

Keepin' the Christmas season simple and about me and the baby Jesus is what I am all about. I have never given a present that someone has not commented on how thoughtful I am. If I had a nickel fer everytime someone said, "its the thought that counts" after I give them a present . . . . . but I digress. I am expecting a fine array of present from my collegues and business relations this yuletide. From Marilyn, the copy center gal who I never fail to compliment (be it her figure, or her pouty lips) to Suzanne (the 50 something office manager whose "juicy" (I am being generous) bottom I smack ever now and then to make her feel good about herself), there should be a bevy of snack baskets, company clothing, and heart felt notes full of longing ("this should sweeten your breath", came with a pack a mints from one admirer) and Christmas cheer.