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I lived on the boat for free, that was my parent's total contribution to my education. I worked nights prepping bodies for autopsy at the county morgue to pay my way through school and I learned to ski from friends while we stayed in youth hostels in the Sierras. Oh yes, I did go to the Antarctic on NSF's nickel and to Central America on USAID. The plane was a real luxury, my buddy who owned it was also my Assistant Instructor so you can chalk that up to his cost of being well mentored.
Man, you sound just like all those second tier snobs who couldn't get laid for the life of them, no matter how much of mommy and daddy's money they spent. Boring.
Carpe diem.
I re-read the OP, and I can't stop laughing. That list is truly hilarious and "cute". Hooking up HDTV... stop, it's killing me.
If you don't like my posts, don't read them.
I don't have old money...i earned mine.
Hes the kind of guy puts on a motorcycle jacket
And he weigh about a hundred and five
He's the kind of surfer got a ho-daddy haircut
And you wonder how he'll ever survive
He's the kind of frogman wearing twenty pounds of counterweights
And sinking in the sea like a stone
He's the kind of soldier got no sense of direction
And they send him in the jungle alone
But when the frost's on the pumpkin and the litle girls are jumpin'
He's a hard loving son of a gun
He's got them waiting down the stairs just to sample his affairs
And they call him a spoonful of fun
He's the kind of person going riding on a skateboard
And his mind's raging out of control
He's the kind of person goes to drive a Maserati
Puts his key inside the wrong little hole
He's the kind of ski bum tearing wild down the mountain
Hits a patch where there ain't any snow
He's the kind of cowboy got a hot trigger finger
Shoots his boot 'cause he's drawing kind of slow
But when it comes in for rolling, he's an expert at bowling
Sets the pins up and lays 'em right down
He's got them taking off their heels, and they like the way he feels
And they call him a carnival clown
He's got a parachute and screaming out "Geronimo!"
And makes a little hole in the ground
He's the kind of logger when the man hollers "Timber!"
Got to stop and look around for the sound
He's the kind of artist rents a groovy little attic
And discovers that he can't grow a beard
He's the human cannon ball come in for a landing
And he wonders where the net disappeared
But when he takes off his shoes, man, it won't come as news
He's got them lining up in threes and in twos
He's got them panting on the floor, got them begging for some more
And they call him whatever they choose
Class of '77. I knew I liked you for a reason. You needed a few survival skills in that part of Brooklyn back then, pre-gentrification.Credit where credit is due: Richard Fariña, fellow Brooklyn Tech alumn, married to Joan Baez's little sister, died in a motorcycle crash in 1966.
who do you think a woman really wants, the guy who can do all this survivalist stuff or the guy who can afford to have others do it for him????????
As long as I don't have to put the toilet seat down....
And if you think that money does it all, let me tell something ... when I was in college I barely had two nickels to rub together, my Dad le me live on a Highland 30 sailboat that he kept at the Bolina Bay Marina. I sailed the boat in the morning up to the Berkeley Marina and sailed back down to Alameda in the afternoon,.......... but it was clearly the romance of living aboard the boat and the ability to whip up a real [SIZE=-1]Caesars salad[/SIZE], throw together a dynamite pesto, and set it up with a good old vine Zin in that galley that wasn't six feet across that intrigued the fair sex. I don't know why, but it did ... and that when I learned that cash really did not count,
I know it's all about the boat, not any of the other things except being able to cook well aboard the boat:Don't kid yourself, honey! It was all about the boat! Something about a boat brings out the pirate's wench in a lot of us ladies!
... And if you think that money does it all, let me tell something ... it was clearly the romance of living aboard the boat.
With the exception of being a good spouse and father, the only skill a man needs: .........
know how to use a MASTERCARD ...........
who do you think a woman really wants, the guy who can do all this survivalist stuff or the guy who can afford to have others do it for him????????
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