What's the Story, Mooring Glory? (Navel Architecture. Again.)
"It's easy to save what the cannery pays cause there ain't no way to spend it."
-Isaac Brock
I have seen 99's bait box and it is full of overgrown minnows, MINI manuals, shattered shards of shad, shiners and Shiner Bock, etc. Though I usually stick to the surface with purse seines and a mellow afternoon brew, I try to cast my safety nets wide enough to bankroll lesser schools of deeper thought that are worthy of consideration. (Sorry Antioch, you're not not landlocked.) I rescue what I can - usually the legal limit, not a simple feat with underdeveloped hands - and throw back the rest for next season. Always leave them needing more, right?
I keep an atrophy case on display in the den to remind me to remind you of my charitable successes and more importantly, others' failures. I wish I could say there was a "catch" but the only thing deadly here is the aftertaste of sailor sonnets that can't be sung. Truer than blue-tongue, as 99 alluded to, I did my bidding on this bounty (#6) to the tune of 1,750 clams but to reel someone like John Hodgman on deck without snagging his dorsal tie on the outboard motor would ultimately take twice that amount plus a grinder's fee.
All is not lost of course. I am proud of my effort to save the sehr gut ship McSweeney's and while this means I have not contributed directly, I am fairly certain my auction acumen added another $1000 to their table book coffers. I plan to use my still pocketed pro-seeds of change to fund an institute that teaches math skills to the sons and daughters of urban pier fishermen. I'll probably name it after Jimmy Page.
Modest Mouse - "Grey Ice Water"
-Isaac Brock
I have seen 99's bait box and it is full of overgrown minnows, MINI manuals, shattered shards of shad, shiners and Shiner Bock, etc. Though I usually stick to the surface with purse seines and a mellow afternoon brew, I try to cast my safety nets wide enough to bankroll lesser schools of deeper thought that are worthy of consideration. (Sorry Antioch, you're not not landlocked.) I rescue what I can - usually the legal limit, not a simple feat with underdeveloped hands - and throw back the rest for next season. Always leave them needing more, right?
I keep an atrophy case on display in the den to remind me to remind you of my charitable successes and more importantly, others' failures. I wish I could say there was a "catch" but the only thing deadly here is the aftertaste of sailor sonnets that can't be sung. Truer than blue-tongue, as 99 alluded to, I did my bidding on this bounty (#6) to the tune of 1,750 clams but to reel someone like John Hodgman on deck without snagging his dorsal tie on the outboard motor would ultimately take twice that amount plus a grinder's fee.
All is not lost of course. I am proud of my effort to save the sehr gut ship McSweeney's and while this means I have not contributed directly, I am fairly certain my auction acumen added another $1000 to their table book coffers. I plan to use my still pocketed pro-seeds of change to fund an institute that teaches math skills to the sons and daughters of urban pier fishermen. I'll probably name it after Jimmy Page.
Modest Mouse - "Grey Ice Water"
