It's so important to take responsibility for yourself.
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The minute that you blame another for the circumstances of your life, you severely disempower yourself and eliminate a host of opportunity.
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As perverse as it sometimes sounds, everything happens for a better, greater purpose. If you continually judge the individual components of this process as good or bad, right or wrong.... you miss the point that these ups and downs are simple milestones of a path that you and God have chosen for yourself.
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Observe rather than judge. Act on the feelings, hunches and intuition that are sent your way as directions and guideposts to your truth and destiny. Feel yourself move down your own path to self fulfillment.
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And stop all the freaking whining.
Gail said....
Jay, you are so right. It's not always easy during the tough times to accept that things happen for a reason and I'm still learning that lesson. I sometimes have to just step back, take a deep breath and make my choices. For the most part things do work out although you certainly can't forsee the outcome which is the lesson we learn. Trust in yourself and as you have said "act on the feelings, hunches and intuition sent your way as directions and gudeposts to your truth and destiny". Thank you for this, Jay. I needed this today.
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Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Monday, May 03, 2010
Gutter Minds.
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Isn't this a private matter???
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All the talk of Michelle kicking Bo's ass is so inappropriate.
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You shouldn't even be thinking about it.
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One of the reasons why being a Mountain of a Man is often a good thing is that I can move thoughts like this out of my mind at will. I know that it is none of my business......that President's having a little monkey business has nothing to do with me.
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Although, I sometimes feel sorry for the rest of you weak-minded, pathetic peeps who have such sordid thoughts and voyeuristic tendencies.
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Get your minds out of the gutter.
Tuna Lips said...
I likes this queen, and thinks it would be a right fine thing to pleasurify hers with some delicate play from the left.
Double Pump Bird
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And so it was offered to Harvey Rowe in the Sumner Tunnel last Sunday morning at 6:00 AM as he was manuvering a van of Walk for Hunger volunteers down the center line.
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Granted, Harvey was having a bit of a challenge staying in his lane, but was that a reason for an irate cabbie to speed by and offer Harvey a big waving Bird, followed by an additional pump of the Bird???
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Driving isn't Harvey's strong point, so maybe the cabbie had a point, but the cabbie is lucky that he wasn't trying to pass Harvey a few months ago...... before Harv had the cataracts removed.
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Then the Bird would have been downright polite.
We (I mean me) recently regaled the benefits of a well placed 'f'bomb. How could we (I mean me) overlook the 'finger' in lieu of the aforementioned 'f'bomb when hand gestures are truly universal. So 'thumbs-up' to Harvey and
bras d'honneur to the cabbie...add a pump and that is so 'Bang'...*_*
bras d'honneur to the cabbie...add a pump and that is so 'Bang'...*_*
Saturday, May 01, 2010
Sunny, Warm Weekend
It's shaping up to be a warm, sunny weekend.
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This morning, I'll strip the bottom paint from the pram, then repair the plywood at the bow, which has delaminated.
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If I still have the time and energy, I'll sand and varnish the Tender and get that ready for launch.
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Tomorrow, I promised to help Harvey Rowe set up water tables for the Walk for Hunger in Boston. The bus leaves My Brother's Table in Lynn at 4:45AM. If you are thinking that it doesn't seem like me to be doing such a selfless altruistic thing, then I don't blame you. I feel the same way.
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But Harvey is a good guy and he's done a lot to help me in the past, and this is important to him, so that's the gig for tomorrow morning. Harvey says we'll be back in Lynn by 11:00 AM.
Harvey Rowe said...
Hey.....MOUNTAIN MAN don't give yourself a "bad rap"......Every time you go for Fresh Ayer.... and you and Joanne do all the other responsibilities that "come with your "Turf"......I see unselfish and loving acts.......sorry to tarnish your self imposed image....
Pisc said...
El jefe:
I got some foreign guest workers to clear the back quarter on my lot (total size 0.3 acres) and lay some 10 yard of topsoil. The house was built in 1890, and that corner of the lot was used as the "dump", a spot where the homeowners threw all of their (mostly) biodegradable waste. Rich black soil and a lot of rocks, and even more broken bottles, china shards, and weeds with roots that spanned the whole area. There were rocks the size of Rob Jones' head all over the place, I mean really big nuts. So we had some fill work, and a decent bit of grading to do.
And of course, putting down grass seed over a decent sized area, and waiting and hoping. That not being my style, I raised a few blister working the seed into the soil, and then using a hand spreader to fertilize, and the a shower sprayer (as opposed to the sprinkler that moves the soil and floats the seeds) to water, at 5 am and at 8 pm
And it looked like a pile of dirt for a week.
But the recent sun, and some luck, have raised a peach fuzz growth of grass over this, the mountain after the last mountain summited in the home owner universe.
Sitting in the middle of all of this is a Japanese Stewartia (google it), that we planted when Phoebe arrived.
The yard is gonna be wicked sweet.
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This morning, I'll strip the bottom paint from the pram, then repair the plywood at the bow, which has delaminated.
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If I still have the time and energy, I'll sand and varnish the Tender and get that ready for launch.
~
Tomorrow, I promised to help Harvey Rowe set up water tables for the Walk for Hunger in Boston. The bus leaves My Brother's Table in Lynn at 4:45AM. If you are thinking that it doesn't seem like me to be doing such a selfless altruistic thing, then I don't blame you. I feel the same way.
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But Harvey is a good guy and he's done a lot to help me in the past, and this is important to him, so that's the gig for tomorrow morning. Harvey says we'll be back in Lynn by 11:00 AM.
Harvey Rowe said...
Hey.....MOUNTAIN MAN don't give yourself a "bad rap"......Every time you go for Fresh Ayer.... and you and Joanne do all the other responsibilities that "come with your "Turf"......I see unselfish and loving acts.......sorry to tarnish your self imposed image....
Pisc said...
El jefe:
I got some foreign guest workers to clear the back quarter on my lot (total size 0.3 acres) and lay some 10 yard of topsoil. The house was built in 1890, and that corner of the lot was used as the "dump", a spot where the homeowners threw all of their (mostly) biodegradable waste. Rich black soil and a lot of rocks, and even more broken bottles, china shards, and weeds with roots that spanned the whole area. There were rocks the size of Rob Jones' head all over the place, I mean really big nuts. So we had some fill work, and a decent bit of grading to do.
And of course, putting down grass seed over a decent sized area, and waiting and hoping. That not being my style, I raised a few blister working the seed into the soil, and then using a hand spreader to fertilize, and the a shower sprayer (as opposed to the sprinkler that moves the soil and floats the seeds) to water, at 5 am and at 8 pm
And it looked like a pile of dirt for a week.
But the recent sun, and some luck, have raised a peach fuzz growth of grass over this, the mountain after the last mountain summited in the home owner universe.
Sitting in the middle of all of this is a Japanese Stewartia (google it), that we planted when Phoebe arrived.
The yard is gonna be wicked sweet.
Friday, April 30, 2010
POTW Week 17
Oprah Winfrey wants to limit the use of a cell phone while driving.
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She is absolutely correct.
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Nobody should endanger the lives of another so that they can conduct business or chat at their convenience.
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Announcing....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 17th Week of 2010.
Tom Holmes
Ed Davignon
Ray Crews
Joanne Nestor
The Administrative Assistant at the Groton, Ct. Building Department
Riell Hunter
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Even a Mountain of a Man has trouble concentrating on two things at once.
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She is absolutely correct.
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Nobody should endanger the lives of another so that they can conduct business or chat at their convenience.
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Announcing....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 17th Week of 2010.
Tom Holmes
Ed Davignon
Ray Crews
Joanne Nestor
The Administrative Assistant at the Groton, Ct. Building Department
Riell Hunter
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Even a Mountain of a Man has trouble concentrating on two things at once.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Classic Conumdrum
I'm thinking seriously of renaming the "Classic Winter Cocktail".
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Since it's now spring, and I show no signs of backing off, maybe its time call the satisfying combination of Seagrams Seven Canadian and Ocean Spray Cranberry something like.... the "Classic Multi-Season Cocktail". Or the "Classic Six Month Plus Cocktail".
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None of these sound right.
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But "Classic Winter Cocktail" doesn't fit anymore.
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Part of the problem is that spring came early this year. It's one of the five warmest Aprils on record here in Boston. So who would have thought that the weather would screw up the harmonic seasonal nature of the official Nanepashemet beverages???
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Dark and Stormies in the Summer.
Seagrams and Cider in the Fall..
The Classic Winter Cocktail in the Winter.
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Course, Lagavulin, the King of Scotch, rules over all seasons.... but this goes without saying.
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Now we are left with quite a dilemma, and it's probably those freaking Mayans who are screwing with us again.
Tuna Lips said...
I does like the white rusky fer a drink come candlemas. Its liquored enuff, yet somewhat mild, allowin' fer several long quaffs. Get yerself under a warm blanket, best served with a Injun squaw and a pipe of skunk bud ala Shoo Fly. You will be singin' "I am Superman" in short order. In concludifying, and I thinks milk and vodka wuz part of that teachable merment, so Ise vote white rusky.
TommyO said...
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Since it's now spring, and I show no signs of backing off, maybe its time call the satisfying combination of Seagrams Seven Canadian and Ocean Spray Cranberry something like.... the "Classic Multi-Season Cocktail". Or the "Classic Six Month Plus Cocktail".
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None of these sound right.
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But "Classic Winter Cocktail" doesn't fit anymore.
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Part of the problem is that spring came early this year. It's one of the five warmest Aprils on record here in Boston. So who would have thought that the weather would screw up the harmonic seasonal nature of the official Nanepashemet beverages???
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Dark and Stormies in the Summer.
Seagrams and Cider in the Fall..
The Classic Winter Cocktail in the Winter.
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Course, Lagavulin, the King of Scotch, rules over all seasons.... but this goes without saying.
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Now we are left with quite a dilemma, and it's probably those freaking Mayans who are screwing with us again.
Tuna Lips said...
I does like the white rusky fer a drink come candlemas. Its liquored enuff, yet somewhat mild, allowin' fer several long quaffs. Get yerself under a warm blanket, best served with a Injun squaw and a pipe of skunk bud ala Shoo Fly. You will be singin' "I am Superman" in short order. In concludifying, and I thinks milk and vodka wuz part of that teachable merment, so Ise vote white rusky.
"Seven Seas Cocktail"
Think about it....
Ocean Sprays from the Sea, You are a Sea-Goin Guy, Seagrams Seven, Lucky Seven, Seven-Eleven
Seas or C's (Celtics) Bruins in Seven. To the Ancients, Seven meant "Many"
O-Zone.
Think about it....
Ocean Sprays from the Sea, You are a Sea-Goin Guy, Seagrams Seven, Lucky Seven, Seven-Eleven
Seas or C's (Celtics) Bruins in Seven. To the Ancients, Seven meant "Many"
O-Zone.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Barack's Birth Certificate
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I know what the Constitution says.... that you have to be a natural born citizen to be elected President. But as a nation of immigrants ....(except for the Native Americans that we wiped out with disease or rounded up and put onto reservations.... but that's another story).... I should be able to vote for Arnold Swartzenegger if I wanted to.
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Barack Hussein Obama was duly elected as President of the United States. I don't care where he happened to be when he popped out of his mother's womb.
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Put your focus on stuff that matters.
Pisc said...
I agree with the sentiment of let it go. But we are a nation of laws, first and foremost. Without them (e.g. the Constitution of the United States) this whole thing falls apart.
Maria Rowen said...
This Barack-‘birf’place‘bidness’ has some‘Birther’s-bloomers in a bunch. House Arizonans passed the ballot-bill ‘requiring’ Barack to belly-up his birth certificate. At the same time… the finches return to the feeder. It all matters…but... in a moment of merriment…peeps should pass on politics, pursue pleasure and on May day...dance around the Maypole.
Salvageable
The Town of Swampscott lost big yesterday when they failed to elect Sue Sue Raiche by a couple hundred votes to a seat on their Board of Selectmen.
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But before anybody panics, you have to consider that Swampscott isn't going anywhere, and Sue Sue isn't a qutter.
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Even though the Town will be worse off by the time she runs again and gets elected, there still will be enough to salvage.
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But before anybody panics, you have to consider that Swampscott isn't going anywhere, and Sue Sue isn't a qutter.
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Even though the Town will be worse off by the time she runs again and gets elected, there still will be enough to salvage.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Pretty Good Day
Those of you who know me best, know that I'm not a boastful person. Don't really like to brag. I definitely maintain a certain degree of humbleness. ..... and humility.
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But when you are a Mountain of a Man like me, that isn't always easy.
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Like today.... when everything in Nanepashemet Telecom went right. I don't mean just good. I mean "kick ass" GOOD.
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Left the house at 6:00AM and got back by 3:30 PM.... a whole lot better than when I left.
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I'd like to tell you about the good stuff, but then you may not understand. This is high level stuff. Not easily understood by laymen.... or laywomen.
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Now if Sue Sue Raiche pulls off the election in Swampscott, then this will cap it pretty well. We'll see.
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But when you are a Mountain of a Man like me, that isn't always easy.
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Like today.... when everything in Nanepashemet Telecom went right. I don't mean just good. I mean "kick ass" GOOD.
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Left the house at 6:00AM and got back by 3:30 PM.... a whole lot better than when I left.
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I'd like to tell you about the good stuff, but then you may not understand. This is high level stuff. Not easily understood by laymen.... or laywomen.
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Now if Sue Sue Raiche pulls off the election in Swampscott, then this will cap it pretty well. We'll see.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Return of the Prodigal Birds
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I am pumped.
May Day
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The significance of the event has escaped me, but I dug out this old photograph of the kids in my neighborhood standing on the sidewalk in front of my old house in the Highlands.
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I'm the good looking one on the left in the Fireman suit.
Sue Sue Raiche said...
That little firefighter looks just like Ethan!
Tuna Lips said...
look like them munchkin folk from the wizard of oz. Theys sure growd them freaks good in Lynn town
Dubious Award
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Just want to keep things in perspective.
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But that doesn't mean that we won't raise a glass or two in raucous celebration of the achievement.
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And.... there's a good chance that we'll repeat in 2010.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Sue Sue for Selectman
Town faces fine for moving sand at Fisherman's Beach - Swampscott, MA - The Swampscott Reporter
If I lived in Swampscott, I'd vote for Susan Raiche this Tuesday for the Board of Selectmen. If you want to know why, read the above article from the Swampscott Reporter.
This article is about a citizen who asks a simple question to intrenched bureaucrats. I sincerely hope that the people of Swampscott elect Susan Raiche to their Board of Selectmen. Wish I could vote!
If I lived in Swampscott, I'd vote for Susan Raiche this Tuesday for the Board of Selectmen. If you want to know why, read the above article from the Swampscott Reporter.
This article is about a citizen who asks a simple question to intrenched bureaucrats. I sincerely hope that the people of Swampscott elect Susan Raiche to their Board of Selectmen. Wish I could vote!
More FreshAyer
Heading out with the Grandkids for some FreshAyer this morning.
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As weird as it sounds, this is always a fun trip that we look forward to. Ryan always has new stuff to tell us, and seems to know more about Marblehead than we do thanks to all of the people who visit and email him, and he has indepth knowledge in the fields that he has been reading. He is in unbelieveable shape and holds the camp record for fastest lap around the track.
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It's a no win system that ultimately the taxpayer pays for. Makes no sense and I can think of many ways to change it for the better.
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But....the kids are always thrilled to see him and he's the same. If the weather is good, everybody is in non-stop motion outside. It makes for a really good time.
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Like I said... pretty weird.
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As weird as it sounds, this is always a fun trip that we look forward to. Ryan always has new stuff to tell us, and seems to know more about Marblehead than we do thanks to all of the people who visit and email him, and he has indepth knowledge in the fields that he has been reading. He is in unbelieveable shape and holds the camp record for fastest lap around the track.
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It's a no win system that ultimately the taxpayer pays for. Makes no sense and I can think of many ways to change it for the better.
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But....the kids are always thrilled to see him and he's the same. If the weather is good, everybody is in non-stop motion outside. It makes for a really good time.
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Like I said... pretty weird.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Gardening , Football, and SuperPeeps
We took the grandkids over to Merrimack College today to see Ben Martin's Football team put on an exhibition at alumni day. Scuba Steve and his fetching wife, Jill, were there too.
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Ben is the Offensive Line coach, and he has some big bruisers under his mentoring. Merrimack Football is the official NCAA Football team of the Nanepashemet Blog, so it was an important event.
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Ben taught Grandson Will the three point stance after the game. All in all, a very worthy and enjoyable endeavor for a warm Saturday afternoon.
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I was pretty sore though, due to the events of the morning. Superpeep Brian Butler had asked to borrow the F150 for some dump runs and showed up around 7:15 AM to pick it up. Since I was up anyway, I decided to get some work done on the Appalachia Project in the backyard before I had to shower for the Merrimack event.
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The water table and mud had finally subsided and I raked, weeded and spread grass seed on about 1/3 of the backyard before it was was time to clean up and drive to North Andover. Worked up a nice sweat and maxed my back to the limit. Ethan and Will had a great time watching Ben's team despite their limited attention spans.
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But I was pleasantly surprized when I went to get something in the F150 after we got back. Brian had left a bottle of Black Seal Goslings Rum with a nice thank you note for using the truck. Even though it was entirely unnecessary, it proved once again why Brian bears the coveted title of "Superpeep".
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There are not a heck of a lot of Superpeeps. And you don't often get contact with many of them in the same day. But between Scuba Steve, Jill, Benny, and Brian.... it was one of those days that make everything seem right with the world.
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Ben is the Offensive Line coach, and he has some big bruisers under his mentoring. Merrimack Football is the official NCAA Football team of the Nanepashemet Blog, so it was an important event.
~
Ben taught Grandson Will the three point stance after the game. All in all, a very worthy and enjoyable endeavor for a warm Saturday afternoon.
~
I was pretty sore though, due to the events of the morning. Superpeep Brian Butler had asked to borrow the F150 for some dump runs and showed up around 7:15 AM to pick it up. Since I was up anyway, I decided to get some work done on the Appalachia Project in the backyard before I had to shower for the Merrimack event.
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The water table and mud had finally subsided and I raked, weeded and spread grass seed on about 1/3 of the backyard before it was was time to clean up and drive to North Andover. Worked up a nice sweat and maxed my back to the limit. Ethan and Will had a great time watching Ben's team despite their limited attention spans.
~
But I was pleasantly surprized when I went to get something in the F150 after we got back. Brian had left a bottle of Black Seal Goslings Rum with a nice thank you note for using the truck. Even though it was entirely unnecessary, it proved once again why Brian bears the coveted title of "Superpeep".
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There are not a heck of a lot of Superpeeps. And you don't often get contact with many of them in the same day. But between Scuba Steve, Jill, Benny, and Brian.... it was one of those days that make everything seem right with the world.
Grenade Pin
Clammers found cases with 126 grenades in New Bedford. Some were live. They were safely detonated and no one was hurt.
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That reminds me of an old college incident, in James House at UMASS. The Vietnam War was in play, and a crazy vet was visiting his friend in the dorm room next door.
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In those days, a lot of guys would come back from the war, fresh from firefights and other horrific shit that only happened a week or so ago. One day, you are on patrol, firing off your M1 in DaNang at VietCong hell bent on killing you, and the next week you are hanging out on campus at Amherst, MA. I always felt bad for these guys who didn't have a college deferment, and was enrolled in Army ROTC preparing to go myself.
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This guy was really jacked in a lot of ways, and we all were leary of him. It was my freshman year and he used to drill Aaron Boykin and myself when we had our uniforms on to go to ROTC class. But that's another story.
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One day, he came into my room with a grenade in his hand, stuffed it into the hand of my roommate, Jeff Middleton, pulled the pin, and told him to hold the lever, or we would all die. Then he left the room. Jeff and I stood there with a WTF look on our faces.
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After about thirty seconds of standing there stunned, I said to Jeff that we should carefully take the grenade outside, walk it across the athletic fields, and heave it into the woods. Jeff stood there ackwardly holding the thing with his hand clasped on the detonation lever. We were too dazed to be afraid.
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Before we got the plan into action, the crazy vet came back, put the pin back into the grenade, quietly took it with him. and left without a word. We never mentioned it again.... like it never happened.
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I often wonder whether that grenade was live, and what would have happened if it blew up on the edge of the intramural field. My guess is that if it was a dud, the vet wouldn't have come back so soon to take it back. He would have let us sweat a lot longer.
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It's one of the many things in my life that could have gone drastically wrong...... but didn't.... so I'm sitting here blogging today. There is enough stuff that could have gone wrong and did.... but I'm here anyway.
MattyL said...
this blog is the ultra balls.
-- Matthew Lyons
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That reminds me of an old college incident, in James House at UMASS. The Vietnam War was in play, and a crazy vet was visiting his friend in the dorm room next door.
~
In those days, a lot of guys would come back from the war, fresh from firefights and other horrific shit that only happened a week or so ago. One day, you are on patrol, firing off your M1 in DaNang at VietCong hell bent on killing you, and the next week you are hanging out on campus at Amherst, MA. I always felt bad for these guys who didn't have a college deferment, and was enrolled in Army ROTC preparing to go myself.
~
This guy was really jacked in a lot of ways, and we all were leary of him. It was my freshman year and he used to drill Aaron Boykin and myself when we had our uniforms on to go to ROTC class. But that's another story.
~
One day, he came into my room with a grenade in his hand, stuffed it into the hand of my roommate, Jeff Middleton, pulled the pin, and told him to hold the lever, or we would all die. Then he left the room. Jeff and I stood there with a WTF look on our faces.
~
After about thirty seconds of standing there stunned, I said to Jeff that we should carefully take the grenade outside, walk it across the athletic fields, and heave it into the woods. Jeff stood there ackwardly holding the thing with his hand clasped on the detonation lever. We were too dazed to be afraid.
~
Before we got the plan into action, the crazy vet came back, put the pin back into the grenade, quietly took it with him. and left without a word. We never mentioned it again.... like it never happened.
~
I often wonder whether that grenade was live, and what would have happened if it blew up on the edge of the intramural field. My guess is that if it was a dud, the vet wouldn't have come back so soon to take it back. He would have let us sweat a lot longer.
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It's one of the many things in my life that could have gone drastically wrong...... but didn't.... so I'm sitting here blogging today. There is enough stuff that could have gone wrong and did.... but I'm here anyway.
MattyL said...
this blog is the ultra balls.
-- Matthew Lyons
Friday, April 23, 2010
POTW Week 16
Joanne and I took the afternoon off and headed up to the coast of Southern Maine. A nice drive along the ocean through Kittery, York, Wells and Ogunquit.
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It must be soothing to live on the water like that. Maybe a nice place to retire. But I'll need a to win the lottery or make a score before I can pull that off.
Announcing....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 16th Week of 2010.
Ben Martin
Brian Butler
Wayne Webster
Kelly Light
Jill Phillips
Maria Rowen
Plus it's close to the outlet stores in Kittery.... particularly the Kittery Trading Post which is my favority place to buy fishing tackle.
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It must be soothing to live on the water like that. Maybe a nice place to retire. But I'll need a to win the lottery or make a score before I can pull that off.
Announcing....
Nanepashemet Peeps of the Week for the 16th Week of 2010.
Ben Martin
Brian Butler
Wayne Webster
Kelly Light
Jill Phillips
Maria Rowen
Plus it's close to the outlet stores in Kittery.... particularly the Kittery Trading Post which is my favority place to buy fishing tackle.
Dropping My Guard
I'm watching some lawyer expert on Good Morning America who sounds pretty smart, but is wearing a bowtie.
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I can't take anybody seriously who wears a bowtie.
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Course I shouldn't be watching Good Morning America anyway, but Diane Vargas is a substitute host, and she hasn't made my skin crawl like some of the other phoney liberal hosts that have been employed on that show. Even though George Stephanopoulos generally aggravates me, somehow I can tolerate him, unless he is in his self righteous, political commentary mode.
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Maybe I'm getting soft.
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I can't take anybody seriously who wears a bowtie.
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Course I shouldn't be watching Good Morning America anyway, but Diane Vargas is a substitute host, and she hasn't made my skin crawl like some of the other phoney liberal hosts that have been employed on that show. Even though George Stephanopoulos generally aggravates me, somehow I can tolerate him, unless he is in his self righteous, political commentary mode.
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Maybe I'm getting soft.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Observation of the Pathetic
People who are completely self absorbed end up to be such users and manipulators.
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Since all of their thoughts and actions are directed to themselves and their own self pity, they unconsciously position everything in their lives in a vain attempt to ingratiate themselves. They always look for others to pity them, and do for them.
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The problem is that it is so transparent. Any idiot can see it except for the self absorbed perpetrators themselves.
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I was just saying.
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Since all of their thoughts and actions are directed to themselves and their own self pity, they unconsciously position everything in their lives in a vain attempt to ingratiate themselves. They always look for others to pity them, and do for them.
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The problem is that it is so transparent. Any idiot can see it except for the self absorbed perpetrators themselves.
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I was just saying.
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In the fine fashion of them Brits and theys court of guvment wearing
wigs and shit, I says harumph! Self absorbin folks is such foneys,
takin' on airs, likes they never snacked on the dead skin fermentin
atwixt they toes, or havin' relashuns with they own kin (the ears on
Charile, the feller tha was buggerin' that cheeky mynx Dianuh but
preferred to pleasurify someone that looked like his mammy, tells me
that ain't nature in action), its galls ole TL.
But I keeps on keepin' on. No sense in takin' to the baser assemblages of humanity.
Happy Birthday Mikey
It's my youngest son, Michael's, 27th birthday today. Seems like only yesterday when he was delivered at the now demolished Lynn Hospital with no complications. A great job by Joanne.
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Mike has met the challenges of youth and is now well along the path of adulthood. He turned out damn good in a lot of ways.
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In case you are doing the math, I was twelve when Michael was conceived. Joanne was thirteen...... We started early.
SRaiche said...
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Mike has met the challenges of youth and is now well along the path of adulthood. He turned out damn good in a lot of ways.
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In case you are doing the math, I was twelve when Michael was conceived. Joanne was thirteen...... We started early.
Happy Birthday Mikey!
Congratulations to the Mountain of a Man and Joanne for raising a wonder addition to the human race.
Sue Sue
Congratulations to the Mountain of a Man and Joanne for raising a wonder addition to the human race.
Sue Sue
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