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January 15, 2004

Bleat-like Material

I'm off again tomorrow, on the way to Cape Hatteras to freeze my tuchus off chasing the hopefully not-too-elusive striper in the company of The Oxymoronic Scotsman, Jawbreaker and the newly named Magical Bait. There's an explanation of the names here--Magical Bait is the mild mannered mortgage broker, who in his salad days survived totaling his motorcycle at 80 mph while out on a drug run.

MB earned his moniker this past October, as he spent the entire week totally ignoring his lines while everyone else fished, yet still managed to catch more than the rest of us. During one particularly annoying stretch, he slept like a baby for three hours, just below the high tide line while the water crept closer and closer, waking up just before he was totally soaked. He then proceeded to pull in keeper black and red drum on either line.

I don't which annoyed the group more--that we'd spent three hours in unnatural silence in an attempt to see Magical Bait carried away by the sea, or that he kept managing to reel in fish despite himself.

The entire scene, the silence, not the aftermath, reminded me of an Andy Capp cartoon that I'd read when I was very young. Andy and Chalkie are sitting outside on the stoop of Andy's flat. Chalkie's asleep. Flo comes up and asks Andy what he's doing.

Andy replies "Shhh, I'm watching 'is cigarette burn down to 'is fingers."

I've already decided not to let him pass out on the beach this time. One, it's just going to be too cold. Two, I'd hate for him to do it to us again.


I'm taking a laptop again, so if there's blogging to be done, I'll do it. I've given up on RoadRunner, though--there just aren't enough phone numbers for the dialup service, and the ones that are there drop the connection constantly. I've instead installed AOL on the machine--not only is there a connection just up the beach from Hatteras, in Kill Devil Hills, but I can use my dad's login instead of having to re-up with the Beast.

So this time, I'll have no excuse. If there aren't any posts, it's becuase I'm just too damn lazy to blog.


Got this email from my bosses boss today. Not sure what to make of it, yet. He'd just seen the Wilmington Star article on the Unseen History Posts.

You go boy! Take whatever resources you need, do whatever you need to do. I support you totally. The BLOG phenomenon is relatively new. We have a tradition of supporting emerging technologies. Please let me know if you want to go down this road and what resources are needed to make it happen. I will find them.

I tell you what, it's better than being fired, that's for sure. Not that I ever thought anything I was doing reached the level of a firing offence. It's not like I sit around bitching about the Chancellor or anything, but presumably none of those who actually have been fired for blogging thought they'd crossed a line either.

I asked for server space and pocket change for research. We'll see what turns up.

Posted by Bigwig at January 15, 2004 10:20 PM | TrackBack
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Keen! (That your boss is supportive.)

Posted by: Kris Hasson-Jones at January 16, 2004 02:02 PM

freeze my tuchus off chasing the hopefully not-too-elusive striper

hey, if it's too cold, you can always go after the not-too-elusive stripper...

Posted by: andy at January 16, 2004 08:13 PM
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