Una notita

Just hit up the local biblioteca on the tail end of two hours of "personal time" the bossman gave us before we leave port this evening (For "personal time" see also, "sharing a few pitchers over a couple games of poorly played pool" and "our captain wants to get the hell away from us for a few hours").

Thought I would chime in with some memorable quotes from the day, though...

Paul (Crewmate): Hey, Bob just to remind you, I need to go to the post office to mail a package for my girlfriend--
Bob (i.e. the Skipper): You already told me that once; you think I f****in care?

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Bob: John! Are you keeping an eye on the lazarette like I told you?
John (Crewmate): Hey, there's a joint floating in the water?

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(from 2 weeks ago...)


Paul is working with the skipper in the tophouse. As his hand, recently lacerated, crosses the skipper's field of view...


Skipper: Ah! Get that away from me you aids-infested butt-pirate.

(sorry, but remember I offered warnings in the last post. As the journalists say, it's just my job to report the news....)


So that's all for today folks. Hopefully tomorrow will find us taking in massive hauls of red and dog salmon in Duck Bay. More likely, it will find my crewmates waking up in the bunk to my late night dreams (complete with yells) of stacking the net, repairing the boat, fixing the net after whale-events. You know, just the usual.