Saturday May 14th 2005

Woke to a throbbing in mine noggin'. Met Joel and Jamie at the dock (modified park(the real park is being modified so they can justify charging folks to get in for CrabFest (Bastards))). They have some friends visiting, one of which had a serious Vietnam thousand-yard-stare going on. There's plans of sailing today for them, I don't envy this kid if it indeed goes down like that, I predict him being a veritable fountain of all he's ingested in the last few hours, mostly because of his alcohol intake last night, partly becuase it's blowin 18-20. Enough plesantries, we're cooking conch chowder today!! Should be ready tomorrow. Also going out to dinner tonight for 'real' conch chowder.

When you're on a boat at sea
You have no memory
              -Islands in the Sun-
                      Weezer
watermelon

Sunday May 15th 2005

I think dinner was fun last night. I woke up at 4 in the morning with a sence of content and pride that a good time was had by all....but something just didn't set right with me. I knew we asked Jim to go, but I distinctly remember 4 people going. I couldn't remember who else had accompanied us. I racked my poor soggy head and couldn't remember, eventually I fell back asleep after a fistful of Acetaminophen and 1/2 gallon of water, still with no clear answer. When Jim came over at 9 this morning he informed me that Dickerson went with us, isn't the mind a weird thing? How did I space that?? Anyway, when he got to our place to retrieve his 'runaway' golf cart, he waned to do shots, I said 'O-Kay'. Now I'm setting at home completely hammered at 830 PM and I maintain my insistance that someone spiked my Heineken, we went sailing, got drunk 3 times and I think Jim has a Tattoo? Not sure. 

Light up, Light up
As if you have a choice
Even though you can not hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
                  -Run-
             Snow Patrol
stare

Monday May 16th 2005
skippy

What a kooky weekend!! Learned how 'not' to make conch chowder, Jim is a sissy, and Jager is a very bad plan at 9 o'clock in the morning. The chowder had too much tomato stuff, and the conch should be only cooked for 4 hours(even though the chowder should cook for 24). Jim bleeds like a disembowled revolutionary american after a sioux welcoming party when he gets a tattoo....and he whines about it until he passes out. Most of the blood is, I'm sure, due to the shots we started yesterday off with. Jager and 99 Bananas (thanks Jenn, it rocks!). Haven't had a weekend like this since we ran out of Absinthe. Work tonight, I hope this week isn't weird like last week! 

A friend in need's a friend indeed
A friend with weed is better
                -Pure Morning-
                     Placebo

Tuesday May 17th 2005

Inside sources say AUTEC Post Office is now off limits to dogs. It seems someone took there cuddly canine into the post office to retrieve packages, mail letters, and in general do their business. What was unbeknownst to the master of this beast is that whilst he was doing his business, the dog decided to do the same. Not that it is right, but we all see people who don't clean up after their pets.....BUT IN THE U.S. POST OFFICE?!!? Come the f*(k on people!! Be smarter than things you find in your navel, or stuff on the end of your Q-tip!!! Jeez.

I don't care if it is considered educational Television...
Monkeys shouldn't do that.
             -Radio Advertisement-
                     XM 47 Ethel
dogshit
rembrants dog