Evi - that made me laugh. If that is true, does that make Althouse his Vito?
Which reminds me of one of my favorite quotes from the series, said by Jackie Aprile's sister "He was killed by some fat fuck in see-through socks. Take your pick. They all look alike."
Man, if I had a dime for every time I said that...
OT, and at the risk of becoming an edutcher or inga over here (I know _becoming!_), a local rocket surgeon stole a big ol' mess of batteries out of a bunch of school buses.
One wag commented "anode they'd find some lead and put him in a cell."
E. P. - are you moonlighting at the local news site?
I need a little break from all the kerfluffling of feathers.
Yesterday, me, my daughter, and my neighbor Tommy went out on his 14' sloop. After circling around a buoy about 3/4 mile offshore we came about and capsized the boat. I was so damned lucky the boom didn't knock me unconscious because while I am a good swimmer, I wasn't wearing a life vest. My daughter was momentarily trapped underneath the capsized hull and couldn't get out from under it because she was wearing a vest. There was an air pocket under there so she wasn't drowning and could talk to us (my neighbor ended up on the other side of the capsized hull) and we could all talk to each other to make sure we were OK. I pulled her out from under the gunwale of the boat and pushed her up onto the capsized hull.
After saying our "shit, what's nexts?", we had her come back into the water and hang on next to me. Tommy clambered up on the hull and tried to wave down other boats. I couldn't really see much, but he said that two other boats were visible but didn't seem to respond. I started swimming around, trying to collect the various flotsam to keep it together but there was no place to put it (I should have put it under the boat. in retrospect). My iPhone was long gone and now swims with the fishes.
A rescue boat finally spotted us and motored out to save us and three lifeguards helped right the sailboat and towed it back in. I hope we don't get a bill. Happy to be OK.
Funny thing is that about 10 minutes before the accident, I asked Tommy (who is an experienced sailor) "what's the worst thing that ever happened to you sailing?" He mentioned getting caught in fog once. He remembered my question later and said "this was"
Thanks, Troop. There was a big bull sea lion on the buoy about 50 yards way with his harem watching the whole incident. If the boat had sunk, we would have challenged his turf.
@Nick: Yes. The boat was fiberglass and so we could hear through it. She wasn't under there long--maybe 30 seconds. I had to loosen one of my hands first which had gotten tangled in a rope underneath with her.
Sailboats are particularly tricky and you should always wear a life vest no matter how strong a swimmer you are.
Lesson learned. Fortunately, I was wearing shorts and and no shoes and that lessened the weight and soggy drag. Pushing her up onto the boat was the hardest because I had no leverage. I finally gripped the side from underneath and pushed her up one-handed.
EP--I grew up on the water in South Florida--fished on the Stream in a 16 foot boat--It is really scary how soon you can get in trouble at sea. Friends of mine on Lubbers quarter cay in the Bahamas broached their 42 coming thru the tilloo cut--and these guys were experience boat's men. Its always best to remember the sailor's prayer: Oh Lord they sea is so big and my boat is so small. Glad every one made it out OK.
Nick--motor craft aren't all that safe either, and they are particularly vulnerable in a following sea where there are rogue waves astern. constant vigilance is required. Perhaps that's why I prefer wilderness canoeing these days. Watching a 42 foot sports fisherman go under in a little more than 30 seconds was quite an experience--Fortunately Paul and Robbie made it out OK.
Nick: Once when I was little, my dad took the family (me, my mom and brother) on a diving vacation to FLA. We launched in a 12' fishing boat with 4 horse outboard with his SCUBA gear off of Pennekamp Park and he went under by himself (breaking rule #1) leaving us in the boat. The swells got pretty risky and my mom never forgot his putting us in that situation.
E. P. - reading what Roger J wrote reminds me - weren't you a big Titanic guy? Do not try that at home!
A coworker was in the Coast Guard and saw a large vessel dragged under where the Columbia River bores into the Pacific - he never forgot it, I imagine it was terrifying. Big water, big danger.
Now I am rethinking my plan about living in a van down by the river.
Sixty--going over the Columbia bar is one hell of a scary situation. At least if you broach in the Bahamas the water temp works in your favor. Broaching is a terrible thing--if you are powered you can put the engines in reverse and hope to slow down. If the wave catches you astern in will drive you forward into waves in front of, force your boat left or right, you will capsize, and the following wave will go over you.
EP--I haven't heard from Garage--we had a pretty good relationship although our politics were pretty far apart--I sent him Memphis ribs and he sent me Wisconsin brats and cheese--but mostly we loved fishing--I would be more than happy to spend a day fishing with garage. Fishing is one wonderful thing.
Pollo - You are fortunate to have been missed by the boom. I was sailing on Lake of The Woods with first wife's dad and he did a fast about without calling it first. Boom nailed me in the back of my head.
I woke up in the water hearing my head pounding. I was wearing a good PFD. And probably would have sunk without it. His reaction: "Dammit, I spilled my Bloody Mary!"
Starting to look like Lem's blog is vulnerable to SBDS (Sudden Blog Death Syndrome) unless he puts some screens over the windows. Some trolls have changed their skins and migrated to Lem's from the other swamp.
Garage--good to see you--regrettably the GF and I have parted ways--I have done a bit of research on Door County and would love to give it a try--I start teaching again in late August but there are few long weekends available.
Roger -- sorry to hear about the GF. Other fish in the sea though, as they say. Anytime you want to make it up just shoot me an email. We were up on Lake Superior a few weeks ago on vacation and we caught some real big smallmouths just dinking around the piers and marinas. Caught two over 20", and quite a few 16-18". Fall fishing for walleye and musky around here is always good, right up til ice up.
Daughter is doing great. Growing up way too fast though. Sigh.
Love how they'd always follow up one of Phil's displays of "manliness" with something vaguely effeminate. Like when he called out Vito in front of Tony's crew at a fancy restaurant. His crew told him that the wine makes him emotional, to which he responded, "That's 'cause I've got an empty fucking stomach!"
And here, telling the kid whose dad he killed to be a man, and finish the sundae shake outside, lest the car get messy.
Hail, Hail, Hail!!!! Three resounding Hails for El Pollo The Courageous and Finely Feathered Friend in Who Fell into the Big Bird Bath for Live Icarus Redo!
First up: What the Hail were you thinking???? What's next??? Naked Motorcycle Racing???
2nd: One hail of a good ending, although reading about the way things went down almost scared the living hail out of me.
3rd: Tipped boats are harder than hail to right, once they go over. Valuable things are lost, even when the largest hippo around is a sea lion.
What an experience. I can't speak for your daughter, but I'm hoping the memory of being pulled out of a death trap and pushed up to safety on an overturned boat by a father hell bent (I can't even joke here) on saving her, will be one she holds in her heart forever and uses as measure when it comes to other men.
I've got tears in my eyes, thinking of the adversity and the salvation you encountered, El Pollo Raylan. I'm glad you and those you love and treasure made it through to live and laugh and love another day.
You wrote that very well, MamaM, and expressed what I can only think. Thank you and thank whatever goodness abounds that our wet chicken and brood made it safely to shore.
Yes! And thank you for those good words. The irony and sadness of El Pollo the Diver-man, losing his Chirbit Making Machine to the depths he loves to plumb is also not lost on me!
(A happenstance almost as odd but not quite a peculiar as the scuttling and crawling along on the floor thing like a bottom dweller-or better yet a Mantis Shrimp--that took place earlier in the week!)
I picked up a book at the Dr's office today, called "Do you see what I feel?" with some beautiful paintings of boats, light and shadow.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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Oh my...
Baron Alpha to Zemo Brain hits the jackpot.
More simply put:
Hail, yes!
I just watched "Made in America" last evening.
Where did I leave my Ford Explorer?
Meade is more "mr. Jonnycakes" than Phil Leotardo on the manliness spectrum.
Evi - that made me laugh. If that is true, does that make Althouse his Vito?
Which reminds me of one of my favorite quotes from the series, said by Jackie Aprile's sister "He was killed by some fat fuck in see-through socks. Take your pick. They all look alike."
Man, if I had a dime for every time I said that...
OT, and at the risk of becoming an edutcher or inga over here (I know _becoming!_), a local rocket surgeon stole a big ol' mess of batteries out of a bunch of school buses.
One wag commented "anode they'd find some lead and put him in a cell."
E. P. - are you moonlighting at the local news site?
Wonder what they charged the guy with.
My question is, what behavior would get me asked to leave from this place?
I'm unclear on the rules elsewhere, but I'm guessing "fuck offs" are not welcome. =)
Hey, it's what I call Little Friday today. Happy hour later.
I'll probably get all mushy.
When in Japan we say Moshi Moshi!
I need a little break from all the kerfluffling of feathers.
Yesterday, me, my daughter, and my neighbor Tommy went out on his 14' sloop. After circling around a buoy about 3/4 mile offshore we came about and capsized the boat. I was so damned lucky the boom didn't knock me unconscious because while I am a good swimmer, I wasn't wearing a life vest. My daughter was momentarily trapped underneath the capsized hull and couldn't get out from under it because she was wearing a vest. There was an air pocket under there so she wasn't drowning and could talk to us (my neighbor ended up on the other side of the capsized hull) and we could all talk to each other to make sure we were OK. I pulled her out from under the gunwale of the boat and pushed her up onto the capsized hull.
After saying our "shit, what's nexts?", we had her come back into the water and hang on next to me. Tommy clambered up on the hull and tried to wave down other boats. I couldn't really see much, but he said that two other boats were visible but didn't seem to respond. I started swimming around, trying to collect the various flotsam to keep it together but there was no place to put it (I should have put it under the boat. in retrospect). My iPhone was long gone and now swims with the fishes.
A rescue boat finally spotted us and motored out to save us and three lifeguards helped right the sailboat and towed it back in. I hope we don't get a bill. Happy to be OK.
Funny thing is that about 10 minutes before the accident, I asked Tommy (who is an experienced sailor) "what's the worst thing that ever happened to you sailing?" He mentioned getting caught in fog once. He remembered my question later and said "this was"
I don't know how it will play out but it will be interesting.
I think I see the hand of man behind the camera but maybe I am reading too much into this.
Let's see how it develops.
Holy crap chickie you have to be careful on the water.
I used to spend a lot of time on Long Island Sound in small boats and I saw many, many accidents.
Sailboats are particularly tricky and you should always wear a life vest no matter how strong a swimmer you are.
Thank God you and you daughter are ok.
Wow, Bruce! I'm so thankful you are all okay. I was frightened for you just reading that.
Thanks, Troop. There was a big bull sea lion on the buoy about 50 yards way with his harem watching the whole incident. If the boat had sunk, we would have challenged his turf.
Dude - do not lower the boom upon your own cranium - that is considered very bad form. A roof beam, sure, I mean who hasn't done that, am I right?
Glad everyone made it out alive. And wear a freakin' PFD for PFS!
Hugs, Tari and Sixty.
That's a funny video, Troopski.
Bruce, Wow. I bet the time your daughter was under the boat was hell on earth. Were you communicating w/ her?
May I suggest motor boats.
Like the Stugots.
@Nick: Yes. The boat was fiberglass and so we could hear through it. She wasn't under there long--maybe 30 seconds. I had to loosen one of my hands first which had gotten tangled in a rope underneath with her.
E. P. - that is truly scary!
Seriously serious. Glad everyone is safe, seriously. Damn...
Sailboats are particularly tricky and you should always wear a life vest no matter how strong a swimmer you are.
Lesson learned. Fortunately, I was wearing shorts and and no shoes and that lessened the weight and soggy drag. Pushing her up onto the boat was the hardest because I had no leverage. I finally gripped the side from underneath and pushed her up one-handed.
And my friend helped pull her up from the other side. It was teamwork.
EP--I grew up on the water in South Florida--fished on the Stream in a 16 foot boat--It is really scary how soon you can get in trouble at sea. Friends of mine on Lubbers quarter cay in the Bahamas broached their 42 coming thru the tilloo cut--and these guys were experience boat's men. Its always best to remember the sailor's prayer: Oh Lord they sea is so big and my boat is so small. Glad every one made it out OK.
Packing an extra 20 lbs of lard probably also helped my buoyancy.
Thanks for the thoughts, Roger.
Have you heard from garage lately? I know he has access here.
Nick--motor craft aren't all that safe either, and they are particularly vulnerable in a following sea where there are rogue waves astern. constant vigilance is required. Perhaps that's why I prefer wilderness canoeing these days. Watching a 42 foot sports fisherman go under in a little more than 30 seconds was quite an experience--Fortunately Paul and Robbie made it out OK.
Nick: Once when I was little, my dad took the family (me, my mom and brother) on a diving vacation to FLA. We launched in a 12' fishing boat with 4 horse outboard with his SCUBA gear off of Pennekamp Park and he went under by himself (breaking rule #1) leaving us in the boat. The swells got pretty risky and my mom never forgot his putting us in that situation.
E. P. - reading what Roger J wrote reminds me - weren't you a big Titanic guy? Do not try that at home!
A coworker was in the Coast Guard and saw a large vessel dragged under where the Columbia River bores into the Pacific - he never forgot it, I imagine it was terrifying. Big water, big danger.
Now I am rethinking my plan about living in a van down by the river.
Being out on the water with the tide and current pulling on you it is almost impossible to do anything but survive.
You were very very lucky. I would light a couple of candles if I were you my friend.
Sixty--going over the Columbia bar is one hell of a scary situation. At least if you broach in the Bahamas the water temp works in your favor. Broaching is a terrible thing--if you are powered you can put the engines in reverse and hope to slow down. If the wave catches you astern in will drive you forward into waves in front of, force your boat left or right, you will capsize, and the following wave will go over you.
Eternal Father strong to save, protect us from the mighty wave...
The Navy Hymn. As a West Point guy don't care all that much for squids--but the Navy Hymn is pretty good.
EP--I haven't heard from Garage--we had a pretty good relationship although our politics were pretty far apart--I sent him Memphis ribs and he sent me Wisconsin brats and cheese--but mostly we loved fishing--I would be more than happy to spend a day fishing with garage. Fishing is one wonderful thing.
Dad was a risk taker? Or just a brain fart?
Nick: He was unaware that things had changed on the surface. He was deeply into diving.
Pollo - You are fortunate to have been missed by the boom. I was sailing on Lake of The Woods with first wife's dad and he did a fast about without calling it first. Boom nailed me in the back of my head.
I woke up in the water hearing my head pounding. I was wearing a good PFD. And probably would have sunk without it. His reaction: "Dammit, I spilled my Bloody Mary!"
I didn't crew much after that.
@Roger
Ditto. We need to get out there one of these days. Door County trip with the girlfriend never panned I take it?
I summoned garage!
Welcome back!
Starting to look like Lem's blog is vulnerable to SBDS (Sudden Blog Death Syndrome) unless he puts some screens over the windows. Some trolls have changed their skins and migrated to Lem's from the other swamp.
Garage--good to see you--regrettably the GF and I have parted ways--I have done a bit of research on Door County and would love to give it a try--I start teaching again in late August but there are few long weekends available.
How is the daughter? hope she is well.
Roger -- sorry to hear about the GF. Other fish in the sea though, as they say. Anytime you want to make it up just shoot me an email. We were up on Lake Superior a few weeks ago on vacation and we caught some real big smallmouths just dinking around the piers and marinas. Caught two over 20", and quite a few 16-18". Fall fishing for walleye and musky around here is always good, right up til ice up.
Daughter is doing great. Growing up way too fast though. Sigh.
Thanks Pollo. I took the scenic route back to here, A-House to Lems, to here. Glad you came out unscathed from the sailboat ride from hell!
That really was one of the best shows ever done.
Love how they'd always follow up one of Phil's displays of "manliness" with something vaguely effeminate. Like when he called out Vito in front of Tony's crew at a fancy restaurant. His crew told him that the wine makes him emotional, to which he responded, "That's 'cause I've got an empty fucking stomach!"
And here, telling the kid whose dad he killed to be a man, and finish the sundae shake outside, lest the car get messy.
What a fucking fag.
Be careful, Chickie.
Meade is more Vito than the gay New England dude...but the term gay New England dude is an oxymoron.
Which Sopranos character is Althouse? Janet.
Hail, Hail, Hail!!!! Three resounding Hails for El Pollo The Courageous and Finely Feathered Friend in Who Fell into the Big Bird Bath for Live Icarus Redo!
First up: What the Hail were you thinking???? What's next??? Naked Motorcycle Racing???
2nd: One hail of a good ending, although reading about the way things went down almost scared the living hail out of me.
3rd: Tipped boats are harder than hail to right, once they go over. Valuable things are lost, even when the largest hippo around is a sea lion.
What an experience. I can't speak for your daughter, but I'm hoping the memory of being pulled out of a death trap and pushed up to safety on an overturned boat by a father hell bent (I can't even joke here) on saving her, will be one she holds in her heart forever and uses as measure when it comes to other men.
I've got tears in my eyes, thinking of the adversity and the salvation you encountered, El Pollo Raylan. I'm glad you and those you love and treasure made it through to live and laugh and love another day.
You wrote that very well, MamaM, and expressed what I can only think. Thank you and thank whatever goodness abounds that our wet chicken and brood made it safely to shore.
Yes! And thank you for those good words. The irony and sadness of El Pollo the Diver-man, losing his Chirbit Making Machine to the depths he loves to plumb is also not lost on me!
(A happenstance almost as odd but not quite a peculiar as the scuttling and crawling along on the floor thing like a bottom dweller-or better yet a Mantis Shrimp--that took place earlier in the week!)
I picked up a book at the Dr's office today, called "Do you see what I feel?" with some beautiful paintings of boats, light and shadow.
I am glad everyone is okay.
Oh, Roger J. I'm sorry to hear about the GF too.
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