Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Yooper Blend

Whats to say? Fathers Day was a bust. The mood on here is subdued to frustrated since the news of our impending doom as a crew and operation. Most of us are not looking forward to being scattered to the four winds. Noneltheless, work progresses much as it always has.

It is hurricane season. This means checking the weather once, or twice a day. I checked several sources, relying mainly on NOAA's National Hurricane Center and there are no tropical storms heading this way, with six tropical waves currently being tracked, none looking especially promising at this time. Check.

Completed laundry. Check.

Surfed blogs and news. Check.

Surfed for tattoo ideas and new houses. Check.

Boredom has officially set in...

Go see FTTW. I suck as usual, but Ian has a great book suggestion, Cullen has rounded out his list of the 25 greatest metal albums with some of my favorites, Branden and Johnny offer up some great stories! If you haven't looked around carefully, you will also find great recipies, a web comic strip, music and book reviews and sports columns, to boot.

/Ben Folds is rockin the suburbs and I sometimes wonder if I am not, in fact, the brick.

8 comments:

Macoosh said...

oooh i hope you don't get any really bad weather; that's scary.

be safe, my friendly pirate! oh, and i can't wait to see what you decide for the tattoo. what about doing the one on your blog in black? or, give it a black outline so it shows more?

Anonymous said...

lp, don't read. mr bud has to use some swears.

You are so full of SHIT pirate. That is one of the best articles u'v come up with in a while. I totally felt it. nimrod, that's what writings about.

i still vote for the MOM tatoo with the heart and arrow and all...

Anonymous said...

Well, glad to know that no tropical storms is headed yer way. Maybe ya will get real lucky and not run into one this year??

Blondie said...

Do the skull from this blog. Seriously, you can do the gray scale. Good grief. Men never listen to me...

New house?

Anonymous said...

so i had a wierd dream.
you asked them where's the boat going?
they said, dunno. why you want it?
you said yes.
you motor it on up to my front yard, and park.
we turn it into a micro (w help from KBC) a resturant (that has poo poo), and a winery.(mmmmmmm)
we, (all of us) retire.

i think i have to cut back on my beer intake.(why are you in my dream?) wait. don't answer that. mama might get....

The Pirate said...

Macoosh-No hurricanes, yet and I'm emailing my artist today to do a mock-up in black and grey.

Newfie-I hope I get lucky, but I've not had the greatest luck missing them out here...

Blondie-I'm listening!! I'm just slow and very unsure what I want-lots of images to google...new house is not yet in the works, but I am looking diligently.

mr bud/QoD-thanks for the kind words. Maybe I dont suck, but when I read stuff like johnny's stories on FTTW, I realize I'm not really a writer, I just have more than my fair share of stange and interesting things in my life and it makes for good reading.

QoD- mr bud's dream actually makes a lot of sense. It has many of the elements necessary and common to both of us; a venue, good microbrew, a poo-poo platter (can't take LP to Chinese w/out a poo-poo platter), wine and early retirement.

-the stuff dreams are made of:)

Anonymous said...

hmmmm. flipped.
i don't think i was right side up in the first place.

Blondie said...

OK, whew.