Friday, August 30, 2002

Ernest y Dave, Together at Last!

OK, I got to thinking about, and did youever think what would it would have been like it Hemingway and Barry would have got together and co-written anything? Aside from monumnetal amounts of alcohol being consumed, you might have ended up with something like this... (note the EH and DB to credit each author with his work. if you couldn't figure it out in the first place, please go back under your rock.)

EH He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish. In the first forty days a boy had been with him. DB They also exposed me to the popular northern sport of ice fishing, which gets its name from the fact that "ice fishing" sounds better than "sitting around drinking." EH But after forty days without a fish the boy's parents had told him that the old man was now definitely and finally salao, which is the worst form of unlucky, and the boy had gone at their orders in another boat which caught three good fish the first week. DB The only fish anywhere near me and Matt were the ones in the tanks at Cabela's; they were probably looking out the window at us, thinking, "What a pair of MORONS."
As I sat there in the Sacred Heart gym, surrounded by these good-hearted, hard-working, Jell-O-eating people, I felt, despite my big-city cynicism, a warm glow inside. You have GOT to try schnapps.


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