Sept Foghorn Column
This is for the boat club where I bartend...
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Namasté (No mast aye?)
For most of the summer your humble servant has been a member of the motor boat club according to Chuck as my mast has been off my boat. This had been fun for a while, but now I am back among the stick boats with a freshly painted and restored mast.
This task was daunting but I have to say there were times when I was sanding or painting that I could truly clear my head of the usual static and achieve moments of clarity. 'I am a total loser.' 'What was I thinking majoring in Film?!!' 'Maybe I shouldn't have had sex with her.' Although they didn't last too long, it sure was therapeutic. Perhaps cheaper than a therapist. Perhaps. If we are not talking about me here. I recommend it.
Of course a sparkling mast comes with its own problems. Now I see all the paw prints from the rigger on it and I can't get to them. I am entertaining the idea of making the world's longest squeegee for this task. I will probably say 'screw it' after one attempt at this and then throw the thing on Vincent's boat and see if he notices.
But, alas, the job is done and my boat has fresh bottom paint and a new sail on the way. I look forward to hitting the sea again very soon and getting back to my old pirate ways... aka drinking a copious amount of grog, getting honked at by tankers, nearly beaching the boat on rocks at Alcatraz again and getting myself and my friends killed. It's all part of the learning curve. I love sailing.
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Thanks to those of you that showed up for the bar party August 9th with the infamous 'Diamond Ortiz.' You and a handful of my friends and I had a great time and really enjoyed the band. Except when they hit on my girlfriend a lot after the show. I didn't enjoy that too much. Damn rockstars. I've seen their groupies - in fact I told them to bring them - I'm not that stupid - but no - they come alone and hit on the one woman under 65. There will now be a new clause in any future band contracts and I will keep pepper spray behind the bar.
The August 30th show at the club was canceled due to some hardware constraints. I am working on a solution for this and will resume booking once I have done so. Once this is in gear I hope that I can get more of you out for the next one. The Ortiz brothers showed a lot of class playing for a small room, but next time we have to pack the place! So if you can do your part, I'll do mine and we will have a great time.
Hey beer guts, we have had a rotating tap of beer all summer - it is now Pilsner Urquell. Thanks to Andy for the tip. That is one smooth pilsner and less hoppy than the last one. Be sure to check it out before I drink the whole thing.
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Namasté (No mast aye?)
For most of the summer your humble servant has been a member of the motor boat club according to Chuck as my mast has been off my boat. This had been fun for a while, but now I am back among the stick boats with a freshly painted and restored mast.
This task was daunting but I have to say there were times when I was sanding or painting that I could truly clear my head of the usual static and achieve moments of clarity. 'I am a total loser.' 'What was I thinking majoring in Film?!!' 'Maybe I shouldn't have had sex with her.' Although they didn't last too long, it sure was therapeutic. Perhaps cheaper than a therapist. Perhaps. If we are not talking about me here. I recommend it.
Of course a sparkling mast comes with its own problems. Now I see all the paw prints from the rigger on it and I can't get to them. I am entertaining the idea of making the world's longest squeegee for this task. I will probably say 'screw it' after one attempt at this and then throw the thing on Vincent's boat and see if he notices.
But, alas, the job is done and my boat has fresh bottom paint and a new sail on the way. I look forward to hitting the sea again very soon and getting back to my old pirate ways... aka drinking a copious amount of grog, getting honked at by tankers, nearly beaching the boat on rocks at Alcatraz again and getting myself and my friends killed. It's all part of the learning curve. I love sailing.
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Thanks to those of you that showed up for the bar party August 9th with the infamous 'Diamond Ortiz.' You and a handful of my friends and I had a great time and really enjoyed the band. Except when they hit on my girlfriend a lot after the show. I didn't enjoy that too much. Damn rockstars. I've seen their groupies - in fact I told them to bring them - I'm not that stupid - but no - they come alone and hit on the one woman under 65. There will now be a new clause in any future band contracts and I will keep pepper spray behind the bar.
The August 30th show at the club was canceled due to some hardware constraints. I am working on a solution for this and will resume booking once I have done so. Once this is in gear I hope that I can get more of you out for the next one. The Ortiz brothers showed a lot of class playing for a small room, but next time we have to pack the place! So if you can do your part, I'll do mine and we will have a great time.
Hey beer guts, we have had a rotating tap of beer all summer - it is now Pilsner Urquell. Thanks to Andy for the tip. That is one smooth pilsner and less hoppy than the last one. Be sure to check it out before I drink the whole thing.
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