The name of the boatyard is;

"The Grumpy Old Men and their Boats .. Boatyard".

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It is somewhere near Maine, but not as far south as New Jersey.

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Oh, and while I'm on it ..

when you are working on "your good old boat" if that is what you have .. and
cars and trucks enter the boatyard ..

Do ya ever try to guess what boat they will stop at before they get to it?

Yesterday .. I see this old work truck, yup.. old boat with lots of
character.
Fancy sports car ... guy gets out with the boof hair, the clothes, .. he
goes for the fancy racing machine sailboat.

Motor boaters? They drive big cars, and trucks.
Sailboaters? Mostly modest vehicles. Older the driver, more tendency to
have a Volvo.

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And another thing ..

does it drive you nuts when the boater near you brags about how he got a
deal on his mooring, stepped over every guy on the waiting
list ..

He will go on and tell you that he knows this one or that one .. etc.

Meanwhile I am about ready to show him my pipewrench.

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Oh well ...


Got to go ..


The war isn't over until the "English Patient" sings.


hahahahhahahahah ... I hate that guy.


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Where are you located?

"NE Sailboat" wrote in message
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It has occured to me over the last 4 days that the boatyard my boat is
stored at is UNFRIENDLY.

I haven't seen a smile in days. Bunch of grumpy old jerks.

The lineup: one English guy with a huge Cheoy Lee. I've nicknamed him
"The English Patient".

I yell over "good morning, beautiful day" ... nothing. He doesn't even
acknowledge I've spoken.

Then there are the "old men of the sea". They are all retired, have
nothing to do but goof on their boats.

You'd think they would be friendly .......... nope. Bunch of geezers
with bad attitudes.

Yesterday I needed someone to hold a screwdriver while I turned a bolt
from below. A 3 minute job.
Well, it took me almost 2 hours to find a friendly boater. And she was
just stopping by to see her boat before
leaving for a trip.

I thought boating was suppose to be fun. Happy. Spending time working
on the old yacht.

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Today I am retaliating. If they think going around with big sour pusses
is ok, then they are going to indure some
very loud, fun, happy music. I have loaded up with Jimmy Buffet, Bob
Marley, Beach Boys, .. etc. The boombox is
packed and ready.

When "The English Patient" calls over "could you turn that ..." ..
"What"? "What"? .... "Are you talking to me" ?

"turn it up, you like it"?

That sonofabitch is going back to Limey land if I have my way. He will
be spitting up fish and chips. His crumpet will be turning into bad gas.
"Top of the day" I will yell over "Ba Ba BA ... Ba BA Barbara Ann ... "

"One love ,," ..

"stepped on a pop top.. "


Revenge ...