A friend invited me and two other guys on a sailing trip.  He's a member of his local sailing club and he was able to rent out a boat for Sunday afternoon.  I've been on various types of boats, but never a sail boat.  I'm going to put my days of sitting on my fat ass and watching the America's Cup to good use.  Turn baby turn!  Hopefully I won't be one of those losers who start hurling as soon as they get on the boat.  I think the decades of gastrointestinal exercise (i.e. eating like a fat slob) should have made my stomach tough.  Otherwise, I guess that's one way to finally lose some weight.

If you watch the news and hear of 4 guys who went sailing on the Long Island Sound and are missing, you'll know what happened.  I can't seem to get the following song out of my mind...

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
A tale of a fateful trip
That started from this tropic port
Aboard this tiny ship.

And we don't even have a Ginger or Maryann...  I'll lay 2 to 1 odds that if Gilligan's Island comes up, one of my "friends" will say I should be the Skipper.  Doh!

CONVERSATIONS

So recently at camp, they started making lanyards.  As a reminder, anything in "{  }" is what I'm thinking.

G: Look Dad!  We started making lanyards at camp, and check out how cool mine looks!

[G shows me his lanyard, which basically looks like a few plastic strings that got tangled - badly]

DFly: {ROFL.  WTF is that crap?!?}  Wow!  That's Awesome G!!!  [must summon all of my vast professional poker player poker-face powers to keep from cracking up]

G: This kind of lanyard is called a Chinese Ladder.

DFly: {Seriously, dude, how is anyone supposed to tell?}  Really?  Daddy doesn't know lanyards very well.  But that's great.

Now you may be thinking, "OMG!  The Flys are going to be like those retard parents on American Idol who encourage their kids to sing on national TV even tho they are terribad."  Well, no.  It's one thing to be supportive to your kids and encourage all of their interests, but once it starts getting serious, I'm not going to beat around the bush.  If G ever came to me and said "I want to sell my lanyards on our driveway," that's when all the braces "{  }" come off of our conversation.  I just don't understand how some of those parents get so delusional about their kids.  It's okay to be average - just be happy.