
the freezer is almost empty of yummy and delicious fisihies from the sea. time again to venture out upon the ocean towards deep water where no cities can be seen all with the hope of restocking the freezer. soon, soon, soon i say the salt will sting my eyes and make bitter my tongue as fish after fish becomes my prize.
only 3 more weeks until we set sail for a real family event, well all family except for the alcoholic from the center that will replace my alcoholic uncle who is now off the wagon and unfit for the sea. my good ole uncle always throwing a curve into the mix, he is the alcoholic with the stack-o-dui's and i get stuck with a buddy of his on a boat for 18 hours without a beer. see dad says we should respect others and since the guy is a recovering alcohol i should not drink while the drunk is on the boat. i say leave the drunk behind so i can drink , does this make since.
he--multi dui, loser, cant control drinking, lost wife, kids, house.
me- drink responsibly, no drink and drink, 3 drink max, no dui(never drink and drive).
so why am i the one being punished here?
ok i know ahhd and all plus the can't put sentences together properly thing is a bad way to draw readers. run on run on fragment is my game.
anyway i do this for me to keep my fingers happy, and my mind.
and by the way i eat every damnable one of those fish. yummy.
