Entries from June 2010 ↓

Summer Shack Hingham Ma review

June 4th, 2010 — rants

Summer Shack is in Hingham right? So right away, you think I am going to bash it like I do everything in Hingham.

Not this time. I love the food. I love the restaurant. I do not love the look. I am not even sure I like the look. I actually hate the look. I almost did not go in.

The Shack is in the tremendously successful Derby Street mall. When I was a kid it was the home of G.E.M ( government employees merchandising) and later up scaled to Building 19. Now it is the home of the summer Shack.

Jasper White has brought his Beantown flair and unique seafood recipes to the south shore. ( why can’t we get a high end steak house?)

My suggestions would be the fried clams or the fried oysters they are both deliciocious!!!! All the seafood is fresh and looks good. Ample servings and priced right. This month in June they have a $10,00 raw bar special. Any 10 items from the raw bar which include huge shrimp, 6 kinds of oysters, crab claws and clams. Mix and match any ten for ten dollars. Great bargain.

Try it you will like it.

Monty

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Man Scam

June 3rd, 2010 — rants

Women often receive warnings about protecting themselves at the mall and
in dark parking lots, etc. This is the first warning I have seen for
men. I want to pass it on in case you haven’t heard about it because it is very important.

This is a ‘heads up’ for those who may be regular customers at Lowe’s, Home
Depot, Costco, or even Wal-Mart. This one caught me totally by surprise.
Over the last month I became a victim of a clever scam while out
shopping. Simply going out to get supplies has become quite traumatic.
Don’t be naive enough to think it couldn’t happen to you.

Here is how this scam works:

Two nice-looking, college-aged girls will come over to your car or truck
as you are packing your purchases into your vehicle. They both start
wiping your windshield with a rag and Windex, with their breasts almost
falling out of their skimpy T-shirts. (It’s impossible not to look).
When you thank them and offer them a tip, they say ‘No’ but instead ask
for a ride to McDonald’s.

You agree and they climb into the vehicle. On the way, they start
undressing. Then one of them starts crawling all over you, while the
other one steals your wallet.

I had my wallet stolen Mar. 4th, 9th, 10th, twice on the 15th, 17th,
20th, 24th, & 29th. Also Apr. 1st & 4th, twice on the 8th, 16th, 23rd,
26th & 27th, and very likely again this coming weekend.

What a horrible way to take advantage of older men. Warn your friends to be vigilant.

Wal-Mart has wallets on sale for $2.99 each. I found even cheaper ones
for $.99 at the dollar store and bought them all out in three of their stores.

Also, you never even get to eat at McDonald’s. I’ve already lost 11 pounds
just running back and forth from Lowe’s, to Home Depot, to Costco, Etc.

So please, send this on to all the older men (over 40) that you know and warn them
to be on the lookout for this scam. (This scam usually takes place just before
lunch and again around 4:30 in the afternoon.)

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Gary Coleman’s casket

June 3rd, 2010 — rants

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As the dock tern’s episode 3

June 1st, 2010 — rants

Another weekend at the dock, and yet another episode of As the dock tern’s.

This is the third in a series detailing the world we call home from Friday to Monday.

Friday brought a high level of anticipation to the docks. Many arrived early as they got an early release from work. Plans were being made for what we were going to do for the long weekend.

Everyone agreed that it was a nice weekend weather wise. I disagree! It was windy, and unless you are one of those rag sailors, ” Wind is the ENEMY”

Wind causes havoc, especially docking the boats and anchoring. We had gusts up to 25 knots during the weekend. Wind and wakes suck.

Speaking of wakes. What happened to the no wake zone in the Back River. The yahoos are going by at 15 knots. Not only does it make it hard to sleep, but my drinks keep spilling over. I actually lost it on one guy this weekend. I freaked on him with a series of expletives that a few of the kids had never heard on the dock. I swear it is boats from South Shore yacht club. I just might go tooling down in front of their place at 15 knots and see how they like it. It is rude, illegal and unwarrented.

Friday brought a little drama when one of the boaters going through a sticky divorce showed up on my boat. I greeted him with ” what’s up” and do you know that your ex wife is out on Switches ( Percy) boat? And here she comes. He beat feet it as fast as he could off the dock, before it got ugly. I love the drama….

My friend Thurston Howell IV on the Sabre found himself sans the wife ( Lovey) and sans child. Thurston broke out the Pussers hard and Joined Monty, Boobie Orr and Alec and a few other crooners to join the “D” dock glee club. We had the sing-a-long music cranking all night along with the microphone and the green and red laser light show.

“B” Dock without the Slushers was a bit quiet on Friday. The only excitement is when Diane dropped her keys in the water. She had her husband Dave ( don’t call me Scuba Steve) get on his wet suit and dive for the lost keys. Unfortunately he came up empty. Maybe she should have called Demi’s diver who recovered her diamond studded glasses in Boston last week. Maybe he can find my warming rack on my magma that went overboard this weekend or all the racks from level 3′s magma. I do not know why we get so upset when shit goes overboard My lebanese lover friend throws perfectly good stuff overboard on a regular basis.

Side note, at midnite Alec hooked up on a 30 inch striper on the back of my boat, only to let him get away. It was truly a big one. ( that got away)

Saturday we split off. “B” dock headed to Cohassett harbor, where I heard there was a Seadog sighting. Slushy ran the shuttle service all day and I guess the beach resembled “D” dock with all the dogs running around. BW was flustered when they kept running over his blanket. It was good to see BW Jr on the docks this weekend as well as Dan and Sue, the sailboaters offspring. What a rock on the hand of Sue. There are serious intentions there I guess. Elizabeth taylor would be jealous.

A shout out here for my new best friend Swibby on “B” dock. I wish I had a cool name like “swibby”, Swibby is a cool guy. He is a part time DJ and bartender. He can spin you up a drink and then spin you up a tune. Good addition to “B” dock.

You may notice that I never mention “C” dock. That is because it is like a bed of an 80 year old couple. Nothing ever happens there. I do have hope, because the Knight Rider and his family have teamed up with the Welch’s and are bringing some life to that mortuary of slips known as “C” dock.

The “D” dockers and the aforementioned Hanover “C” dockers headed to the back river, where we had the biggest tie up of fiberglass that I have ever been on. We had 300,000 pounds of boats ( all on my anchor, most of the time) and well over 300 feet of boats tied port to starboard. Quite impressive in a 25 knot wind. We drifted but never broke. We had one scare when our retired Coastie called out an ALERT ALERT ALARM. everyone to their helm. We settled down, and everything was cool.

We had one incident where a guy in his chapperal took off in his zodiac and left his wife and baby onboard while he shagged a part. He was gone for sometime. While he was gone, his boat broke loose from the anchor and was floating towards the shore and pilings. A disaster if I ever saw one. Mick Welch quickly and wisely jumped in his Boston Whaler, along with the Knight rider and commandeered the ship, pulled the dragging anchor retied the boat and rescued the damsell and her child before they crashed and burned on land. Good job Mick.

Charlie and Fee fee went to P-Town for the weekend. Someone should have told Charlie that it was lesbian weekend. He should have gone on “BEAR” weekend, he would have gotten more action.

I had guests on board Saturday and sunday No russians in skimpy string bikini’s this weekend, but we had Artie Buco and his family out Saturday. Artie had to be driven home. No shock there. We gave him the stern line once and he failed to tie it down, so the next time we came in, they gave him a line that was not attached to anything. It made him feel like it he was helping, but he was not responsible for anything and I did not have to yell at him to “TIE THAT FUCKING LINE DOWN” Artie, sorry I yelled at ya. BUT, you were about to be dragged into the water, and I was about to drift into a 50 foot motoryacht.

Clyde Crashcup

I said to the guy next to me in the 50 footer. Bruce i love ya like a brother, but when are you going home. I fear i am bound to hit him soon. Idle thought here too. Do you think anybody has ever asked him if he looks like Clyde Crashcup?

Saturday night was another party on “B” and “D” docks. Boobie Orr was slinging chocolate martini’s all over the dock. There has been a suggestion to change his name to sideways, as that is how he was walking down the docks. One foot forward and two steps to the side. What amazes me is that he wakes up every morning and denies evrything. He says he is fine and was fine, But, in reality he is far from fine.

We met some new guys on the snoozin Tuna. Great guys. They hung till after midnite, when they went off to martini’s for last call. Did you know that giant tuna lay on their sides on the surface of the water and sleep. I didn’t.

Sunday I had JoJo’s sister down with her family for her birthday. We did the “A” tour. We could not see anything, as the visibility was bad due to smoke from a fire in Canada.

Skippy called his lobster buddy and ordered up 40 lobsters. We cooked them on the dock along with 100 pounds of beef and pork BURP!!!

It was a fun time had by all. If I missed anything, please make a comment.

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“a quaint family marina”

Pumping out

Tern Harbor reviews Whos is Don A?

It appears that we have a warning on “D” dock about excessive noise. I guess there were a few complaints about the loud music that Pamela was playing over the weekend. I do not think it was from “D” dock, but the culprit was swibbies son pounding out the killers from Swibbies boat. I will give Swibby a talking to and have him tone it down.

Enjoy the pictures.

There is NO WAY that Seadog can be having this much fun at Marina Bay. Seadog and kelly, please come back. You are Tern Harbor peeps.