Bits n Pieces 12/26/2014

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Wow, I can’t believe it already Friday! But it is, so, that means it time for Bits n Pieces.

For the last time of 2014, I wish you and your families a Merry Christmas. I hope that Santa brought you all that you wished for. To see what I got click here.

Do you realize that two weeks ago there was an event that won’t ever occur again in ours (and probably our children’s) lifetime? The date was sequential: 12/13/14. This won’t happen again until 01/02/2103! Not a word about it anywhere that I saw. Amazing!!

This Week’s Toast:

Here’s to Eve the mother of us all,
And here’s to Adam who was Johnny on the spot when the leaf
began to fall.

Tommy & the Pirate

So the Pirate goes up to little Tommy and asks him, “Little boy, what might you think a Pirate’s favorite letter is?”

To that little Tommy replied, “Heck, that’s easy! It’s Rrrrrrrrrrrgh for sure!”

The pirate snorted and laughed at Tommy’s silly answer. Then he retorted, “Nooo silly lad, for it’s the CCCCCCCCC!”

Tommy responded, “Oh.”

This Week’s Drink:

Walk the Plank

1oz Captain Morgan® Original spiced rum
1 oz Malibu® coconut rum
1 oz RedRum® rum
fill with 7-Up® soda

Pour rum over ice. Fill with 7-Up. Stir. Garnish with cherries.

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So, I have a busy couple of days coming up:

I’ll be sailing with a group of four on a lovely day-after-Christmas afternoon trip today.

This weekend I have an ASA101 class and then on Monday I start an ASA104 class to close out the year!

Thanks Sailing Florida.

On Tampa Bay

On Tampa Bay, we sail the whole day
Watching dolphins play as they lead the way
Warm breeze blows fair, might we take the dare?
Behind leave our lair, we have not a care
The bridge stands so tall, so we answer the call
That big yellow ball, it’s now starting to fall,
Past Egmont Key for all else to see
Boat feels so free we shouted with glee
Sunset does loom, there will be no gloom
Star’s brightly lume, we have plenty of room
Under warrior’s eye, perched high in the sky
His gaze it is sly, we pass slowly by
Waves pass by our side, our boat she does glide
Lass near for the ride, it fills me with pride
White sandy beach lies off on a reach
Can lessons it teach, our minds open for breach?
Toward Pelican’s Bay, tis there that we’ll stay
With sails put away, the mast it won’t sway
On Tampa Bay, we sail the whole day
Dream what we may, of things Tampa Bay
 Written by Captain Frank

And with that, I bid you adieu. Till we meet again I’ll see you On the Water…With Captain Frank

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