It's been awhile and now the cardboard wineskin is Cabernet Sauvignon. Wow - had to go get the box to come up with that spelling! No telling what will develope with this episode.Jeff, the guy that turned out to be one of ours, is back on the boat and even though I am only into the first glass, after an eight hour ride back from Booneville, MS, on the Valkyrie motorcycle, via the Natchez Trace highway, which, by the way, is one of the most fascinating rides I have ever taken, until the cop coming the other way turned on his lights, waved his hand out the drivers window and signaled me to slow down....I was watching my speedo, couldnt have been more than two miles over the limit(because I left my billfold and all of my ID in m truck when I left to begin the trip), but - what that brought about will have to wait for the next wineskin....
Back to Jeff, you know, the guy that I originally thought might be one of "theirs". Well I have noticed him making a lot of trips to check a minnow bucket that is tied up in his neighbors slip, who, by the way happens to be out on the lake somewhere at this time( which will possibly also bear close scrutinizing in the future).Why is Jeff so worried over that minnow bucket? If it's just minnows in there, they ARE in the water and don't their little gills remove oxygen trapped between the water molecules? WHY all the trips to the bucket? We don't have freshwater sharks here and they couldn't get into the bucket anyway. What's that you say? Oh - bucket and All! I hadn't thought of that.... I think my first glass is gone - be right back....
While I was refreshing my glass a strange apparition went by my Catamaran. There was a red light on the front (pointy end) and a white light on the back( square end). Must have been a boat and I am tied up on its port side ( you following this?) Start paying attention! Now - back to my Cabernet Sauvig--- uh---where I left off. While I'm still thinking, I think - that was Jimmy and Karen and, If so, they have a pontoon boat and it would have two pointy ends and one square end. I will have to check tomorrow, after I sober - uh - wake up!
Before I leave this session, there was another suspicious thing this evening. A neighbor, down on the far, far end of the low rent dock, was sitting(yes, a grown man, sitting, on the dock, with what looked to be a young grandson, obviously training him in some art that he did not want lost in the future. What that art was will have to wait for another time, as they had some sort of poles with what looked to be kite winders of some strange looks to them and canisters(oh - there's a word that sparks interest now days!)and some sort of wiggly elongated animals in them that looked to be desperate to escape their prison containers!
It's late and I believe I should have just ONE MORE goblet refreshing....have you ever noticed how the word "believe" has another word, a three letter word that should give us pause to wonder what is going on!
Jim
