1. You reason that a 90 percent chance of small craft
warning really means there is a 10 percent chance of getting in an evening
cruise.
2. Your spouse has to drag you out of bed at 7 in the
morning for work, but you wake up at 4:30 am to get to the boat on weekends.
3. Someone says they’ve had a family
tragedy and you think their boat broke down.
4. The family dog is bored with just hanging its
head out of the car window.
5. You can feed more than a dozen people on a
12-inch barbecue.
6. You have considered becoming a teacher so that
you can spend the whole summer on the boat.
7. You catch yourself giving the Boater’s
Wave to the people on the freeway.
8. Your boat costs more than your first house.
9. You’ve got a gas powered blender in case
the generator goes out.
10. The kids have named all the seals hanging out on
the buoy by the Harbor Entrance.
11. There is at least one picture of your boat in
your wallet.
12. You have more than 10 pairs of topsiders in the
same color.
13. You have more Life Jackets than jackets.
14. Your idea for a honeymoon cruise is a
weeklong circumnavigation of Catalina Island.
15. You can tie up the boat perfectly while
blindfolded, but your Windsor knot is unruly.
16. The boat goes in for preventative checkups
more often than you do.
17. Your entire leisure wardrobe consists of five
Regal T-shirts, a pair of khaki shorts, and three Newport Boats hats.
18. You’ve got a tattoo of your boat
somewhere.
19. You have that salt-water windblown hairdo on
a Wednesday.
20. Boating has been a family tradition for years
and you will pass it on to the next generation.
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Crocodile
Whiskey
I went fishing this
morning but after a short time, I ran out of worms. Then I saw a little
crocodile with a frog in his mouth. Frogs are good bass bait.
Knowing the
crocodile couldn’t bite me with the frog in his mouth I grabbed him
right behind the head, took the frog, and put it in my bait bucket.
Now, the dilemma
was how to release the crocodile without being bitten. So, I grabbed my
bottle of Jack Daniels and poured a little whiskey in its mouth. His eyes
rolled back and he went limp. I released him in to the lake without incident
and carried on fishing using the frog.
A little later, I
felt a nudge on my foot. There he was, the same crocodile. This time with two
frogs in his mouth.
Life is good in the
South.

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