Gosh It Feels Like Winter

The Steve Miller Band rocked the Pavillion last night. Most excellent show.

Here's a homemade video with a soundtrack by Steve:

A Fish Story :)

It was April the 41st, being a quadruple leap year. I was driving in downtown Atlantis. My Barracuda was in the shop so, I was in a rented Stingray and it was overheating. I pulled into a Shell station. The mechanic said I'd blown a seal. I said, "No need to get personal, pal! Fix the car."

While he was doing that I walked over to a place called The Oyster Bar. A real dive. But I knew the owner, he used to play for the Dolphins. I said, "Hi Gill!" You have to yell, he's hard of herring.

Gil was also down on his luck. Fact is, he was barely keeping his head below water. I bellied up to the sand bar. He poured me the usual-- rusty snail, hold the grunion, shaken, not stirred with a peanut butter and jellyfish sandwich on the side, heavy on the mako.

I slipped him the fin, on porpoise. I was feeling good. I even dropped a sand dollar in the box for Jerry's squids, for the halibut. Well, the place was crowded. We were packed in like sardines. They were all there to listen to the big band sounds of Tommy Dorsal--what sole!

Tommy was rockin' the place with a very popular tuna--"Salmon 'Chanted Evening". And the stage was surrounded by screaming groupers, probably there to see the bass player. One of them was this cute little yellow-tail and she's givin' me the eye, so I figure this is my chance for a little fun. You know, piece a pisces.

But she said things I just couldn't fathom; she was too deep. Seemed to be under a lot of pressure. Boy could she drink! She drank like a -- she drank a lot. I said, "What's your sign?" She said, "Aquarium." I said, "Great! Let's get tanked!"

I invited her up to my place for a little midnight bait. I said, "Come on baby. It'll only take a few minnows." She threw me that same old line: "Not tonight. I got a haddock." And she wasn't kiddin', either, 'cause in came the biggest, meanest-looking haddock I'd ever seen come down the pike. He was covered with mussels. He came over to me, he said, "Listen, shrimp. Don't you come trollin' around here." What a crab. This guy was steamed. I could see the anchor in his eyes.

I turned to him, I said, "A-balone. You're just being shellfish." Well, I knew there was going to be trouble and so did Gill 'cause he was already on the phone to the cods. The haddock hits me with a sucker punch. I catch him with a left hook. He eels over. It was a fluke, but there he was, lying on the deck, flat as a mackerel. Kelpless.

I said, "Forget the cods, Gill, this guy's gonna need a sturgeon." Well, the yellow-tail was impressed with the way I landed her boyfriend. She came over to me, she said, "Hey big boy, you're really a game fish. What's your name?" I said, "Marlin."

Well, from then on we had a whale of a time. I took her to dinner, I took her to dance. I bought her a bouquet of flounders. And then I went home with her. And what did I get for my trouble? Case of the clams.

Up Next: Steve Miller Band

This Saturday at the BA Pavillion in Boston. Here's a video.

Wide River

Perspectives from Rum Balls

Green Harbor Beach


Brant Rock (the rock)

Buffett Video

Jimmy Buffett and Martina McBride
Trip Around the Sun

Hamburgers In Paradise - Buffett Weekend 2006

I forgot to bring the cheese to make cheeseburgers for the tailgating party before the Jimmy Buffett concert. So shoot me!

Elsewise, it was a fun time and a great concert featuring Boat Drinks (of course), a most excellent cover of Warren Zevon's Werewolves of London and the debut of a brand new song, 'Bama Breeze

Thanks to nephew Chris and friends Sandii (aka Layla) and Jen for enhancing the festivites despite their lame, rookie attempt to punk the grillmeister.




The party continues on Sunday with a visit from Sharon and Pat


Chris with a drinking problem


Best wishes for good health to veteran parrotheads Skippy and Lisa and Chuck and Terri (pictured below, 2005) who unfortunately were unable to attend this year. Not to worry, I suspect Buffett will be back next year.


Right now, on with the LAD (Liver Appreciation Day) ;)

Live From Scituate Harbor.......

The Fools, Life Sucks Then You Die, yesterday



.....and, right next to my favorite bar:



Up next, Jimmy Buffett.

And your wise men don't know how it feels................

Jethro Tull Thick As A Brick 1978