Everyone has a scarring family story. Mine involves my grandfather and his boat.
Everyone has a scarring family story. Mine involves my grandfather and his boat.
Holy crap, this is my 30th post. Since November, I’ve birthed 62,300 words out into the great abyss of the internet. That’s a couple fewer words than The Sun Also Rises; 16k more than ol’ Scotty wrote in The Great Gatsby. While it would be the humble thing to say I write for myself, that …
Hillbilly Logic Where were we? Ah, right. The scene in which I explain an app-based payment service to a convicted felon whose property resembled the aftermath of a natural disaster. I have no idea what led me to believe Mike would understand Venmo. But Brandon, Labas, and I invested the last five hours bearing witness …
Hillbilly Show & Tell Despite our first attempt at buying a boat on Craigslist not exactly going the way we anticipated (see Part I), my buddy Brandon and I decided to try our luck again. This time, the advertised 25-foot pontoon boat was a little further away, but sported a recently-rebuilt 90 horse Mercury motor …
Deliverance in Alexandria My buddy Brandon and I decided to buy a boat together last winter at the end of duck hunting season. Our plan was to get a used pontoon boat with a decent motor so that we could have a party deck in the summer for our family and a floating duck blind …
I Don't Belong Here. 