Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Swimming lessons

O Captain, my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

Walt Whitman
But it's been a tough few weeks..... and I am still afloat.... kinda sorta.
It's just that really sinking is not an option............ I owe Billy Lang twenty bucks and he will not let me drown until I pay up!


Utah Savage said...

I wondered if you got trampled in a shamrock parade, drunk and disorderly, dumped in the pokey. Glad you're safe, sort of.

So tell us dear, what's up or down? Don't you dear drown. You owe me fifty bucks, remember? Remember that time I bailed you out? Remember, dammit!

Dr. Zaius said...

While you are at it, you certainly must owe me some money.

Randal Graves said...

Have you thought about going into the shark meat business? Plenty of CEO types that are ripe for the abattoir, n'est-ce pas?

Distributorcap said...

i hope you didnt meet the boat from the perfect storm

Anonymous said...

sssssorrrry........Utah I have never had bail under 5OO jmusta been dat odder guy

dr Z get in line. I owe everyone!

rg...... i gotza deal on jimm-fin soup. boiled socks. Food for the New Deal Depression!

Dcap...... It's all ok

Anonymous said...

Interesting. I agree with you totally. Furthermore I have another point to add. I think its essential that children today have a friendly and good swim instructor to guide them along. So that they will take to the hobby with delight, rather than find it a useless skill. But then again, most kids always love swimming afterall.

Anonymous said...

Sometimes you can't help but sink. The question is whether you allow the undertow to overcome your instinct to float and swim.

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