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Thank you, friends.</div>
Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-58920335598044622402014-10-25T14:31:00.000-04:002014-10-25T16:34:57.445-04:00Andrew K. Touchstone - The Mainline Sportsman<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
This week, Andy Touchstone died at 51. I got the news from my friend at Maxminimus and it dug my heart out as it did to anyone who knew him. If you were a regular reader of his blog, you got a good glimpse of the tip of the iceberg.<br />
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Andy was a man's man. Broad-shouldered, boisterous, smiling in beams, and old-style cool. We met a few years ago through the blogs of all things, but within the first two minutes, he made it clear that his friendship was there to stay. Whenever I was near Philadelphia, Andy insisted that he pick me up for a thorough evening out. Everytime. Early trial in the morning? No problem for Andy. Pre-dawn flight to Utah for a ski weekend with his buddies? He still stayed out late and tore the lid off of life.<br />
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He would pick me up at my hotel and we'd go up to the Germantown Cricket Club for a few games of squash. He played like a gentleman, complimenting each point, rarely using the drop, and keeping the rally on as long as possible.<br />
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After, we'd go to the club bar for a few cocktails and then fly back into the city to hit a restaurant for a lavish meal. Waitresses fell in love with him, and the barmen came directly to his table for his drinks order.<br />
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After dinner, we'd go to the cigar room at the Union League and sink into the leather chairs with a drink and a billowy Camacho before heading across the street to the club he once owned. Inside the jazz club, he was a celebrity amongst the musicians, the staff, and the customers as well.<br />
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Sometimes, we would go to a gritty boxing gym where the Philly patois was thick and the lighting was poor. Young hopefuls knew him and the high-mileage veterans all came to talk to him, asking him about who and what and where and why their training schedule had them on the right track. Andy encouraged all of them, gave them hope, and for those short moments, gave many of them an older male role model. They valued his advice, but it was clear that they cherished his attention.<br />
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Of all the times we spent ripping around Philadelphia, one subject stayed in the chat-rotation while we were together. Family. He was hopelessly in love with his wife and helplessly in love with his children. He used to always say that he got married young by "cutting the best one from the herd early". His wife would call while Andy and I drove together, and they sounded like they were still in the first years of their marriage. When she hung up, he would say "Hellava woman!" followed by a few shots inward about not being worthy of her.<br />
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He spoke endlessly about his children as well. He was as proud as a man could be about Joey; his lacrosse, his judgment, and his sensibilities. His daughters were always spoken about in terms of their abilities to light up the room, to soothe his frustrations, and to keep him hungry professionally. "I do this for them", he would say. Horribly enough, after several drinks as the conversation turned philosophical and sentimental (as it tends to), we had the discussion about checking out early. He hoped to be a grandfather and he looked forward to weddings in the future. I did get the now-bittersweet confirmation from him (in February of this year) that "If I die today, I die happy". He was speaking about his children.<br />
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Oddly, I never went hunting or shooting with him. It was obviously a pivotal component to who he was, but it didn't define him the way many think it did. Everything he did was at full speed, an engine that revved hot and ran long. Everyone who met him was offered friendship. If it did not develop, it wasn't from Andy's side. He gave himself into every situation, interaction, and moment. He could coax the affection out of the most cynical and instantly deflate the pompous.<br />
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He will be absent from the milestones in his family's future, from weddings, graduations, grandchildren, and decades of fowl passing by over a frozen blind, where his jokes and humor will be retold affectionately, and his memory will see drinks raised in his honor at meals. His dog will still race to the door, hoping for the guns and the neoprene to be readied for a hunt, and I'll well up and send an email to him, pretending he'll still be able to answer it.<br />
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He was truly one in a billion. God love you, Andy.</div>
Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-29412201265912829912013-05-31T21:05:00.001-04:002013-05-31T21:34:41.668-04:00The Problem, The Solution<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A fellow blogger recently emailed me and asked whether or not I planned to come out of hibernation and resume the blog. I responded by saying that not blogging is actually emerging <i>from</i> hibernation. Between the malware attacks and a few creepy internet stalkers, I am a bit hesitant to do much more.<br />
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A day or two ago, I was sent a link to the blog Ivy Style, authored by Christian Chensvold. In the blog post, he reveals another web-sleuth's stalker-bounty by posting the name and portrait of another blogger who wished to remain anonymous. The source of his animosity seemed to be little more than a dislike for the other fellow's blog. Instead of simply choosing to not read it, Ivy Style's author repeatedly took the low-road, dedicating countless pages to petty sniping and rallying a cowardly army of keyboard losers in a circle of self-gratification.<br />
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Not posting one's identity on the web serves to both protect one's personal interests (family, job, social life) and to keep the ideas and writings focused away from the author and on the writing itself. One of the reasons I have intentionally walked away from all of this is because of a series of emails I received asking me about my family, with links to the website for my son's school. The email was 'anonymous'.<br />
Offline, it is common for bloggers to send one another personal emails, and "Richard" was no different, having entrusted a few of us with his true identity. But we honored his wish and mutually respected obvious self-set boundaries.<br />
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Back to Ivy Style...<br />
Unable to let go of his childish obsession, Chensvold sought to direct his malicious and blood-thirsty cadre of trolls, snoopers, and bunny-boilers to the actual personal identity of the author behind the oddly named blog <i>WASP101</i>. With the operating ethics of a tabloid photographer, he published "Richard's" details, knowing full-well that his small band of laptop-hunched lonely souls would also immediately begin their own cyber-tormenting.<br />
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Several people questioned his motivation and professionalism (since he regularly voices contempt towards the "amateur bloggers") and he took the most gutless hand-wipe of a path possible:<br />
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The way I see it, this will be my last post. I hate to end on so sour a note, but it seems that there are far too many readers of men's clothing blogs who feel that operating a blog automatically evaporates one's right to privacy, though commenting anonymously on those blogs should somehow remain a protected entitlement. In my world it does not, but I suppose that I have been naive. These sick perverts somehow consider one's entire family as fair targets as well, so with that in mind, I am stepping fully into real life by ending this blog.<br />
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I have enjoyed the very real friendships that I have made through this, the parties, the visits, the dinners, and every invitation that I was able to accept, and I will continue to enjoy those friendships, hopefully for the rest of my life. If you find yourself near Boston, I hope that we might raise a glass (of anything) together, and interact as humans were meant to, without the interference or distraction of a lighted computer screen. If you see the drinks flag flying in the late afternoon, please stop by. You'll know it when you see it.<br />
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That milky warm sea breeze from the Atlantic blows in with the smell of salt, and the city is quiet. A starling nips off a sprig of rosemary from my potted plant on the roof-deck, cocks his head, and flies off. Don't drop it you thief, it means the world to me.<br />
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com49tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-4830196881390045042013-03-04T14:59:00.001-05:002013-03-04T14:59:25.807-05:00Hacked-Off<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-73898997780428109512013-02-26T18:46:00.001-05:002013-02-26T18:46:30.063-05:00Myth-Squashing<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
In the Los Angeles and Irvine area on light business, playing squash everyday. One club didn't offer squash, but they let me and my racquet use the racketball courts for wall practice, to the odd stares of others. There's something about racketball's stumpy racket and rambunctious, boisterous ball that seems inelegant. I can't place it. The squash clubs are busy, though. No monochromatic clothing requirements here, but a good group of folks with competitive spirits. I know, I'm being a snob. A few posts ago, I showed a busted racquet, and I got a ton of emails about squash. Unfortunately, the days of handsome squash sweaters are long gone due to heated buildings. Sorry, lads.<br />
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Squash teams and clubs are statistically rare in the US, but around the world, you will find thousands. Trinity College in Hartford had a 10 year winning streak, but there are families in India, Egypt, and Pakistan with generations of champions. In Boston almost ten years ago, my (now) wife took me to the US Squash Open at Symphony Hall. They set up a clear-walled squash court in the center of the hall, surrounded by risers and bleachers, and ultra-intense competition in the transparent court with 180 degree viewing (they did the same in Grand Central). </div>
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That year, Peter Nicol (ENG) was the one to watch, and he had the court style of a fencer against the Aussie opponents who were slightly less graceful but more athletic. It was thrilling to watch, and some of the players could move faster with their entire bodies than most people could just following the ball with their eyes. If you do attend a high-level match, be ready for great action, astounding athleticism, blindingly fast agility, and the disgusting smearing of sweaty hands on walls and doors.</div>
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As always, there is even a myth around squash concerning the clothing. Like modern tennis, there are nearly no V-neck tennis sweaters, and the audience tends to be dressed in everyday garb as well. Sweatbands, bandannas, Lycra, and synthetics are the norm. While only a few clubs require white clothing (or 50% white, meaning the top or bottom garment in white) and collars on shirts, the overwhelming majority do not. Sport and competition are the focus, and clothing is either purchased by the players or given to those on the circuit by sponsors. As far as it being seen as a more exclusive sport, ask any professional squash player how many times they have had to sleep on the floor of the court itself during tournaments in their earlier days. Or on couches, or in locker rooms, or on buses, or in cars. The meritocracy of squash mostly levels it all out, and it tends to reward the singularly-minded, the relentlessly competitive, and the helplessly smitten. Playing squash is good for friendships, good for spouses, good for parents and their children, and good for the lungs. In a dispute, it also beats flipping a coin. </div>
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About a year ago, I posted about Windsor Button, a relic of a shop in Boston where brass blazer buttons sat in bins by the mile and a reliable source for almost every tailor in the city. In the same post, I mentioned Locke-Ober, and then this happened:<br />
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I had mentioned it in several other affectionate posts as well. Friend and frequent squash opponent Philip also alerted me to the <a href="http://yankee-whisky-papa.blogspot.com/2012/03/pens-inks-and-brass-blazer-buttons.html">closing of Windsor Button</a>. I mentioned two great businesses in the same post and now they both will be gone. I mentioned the town of Mammoth Lakes <a href="http://yankee-whisky-papa.blogspot.com/2012/06/radio-telescopes-and-suits.html">in another post</a>, and it went bankrupt a few weeks later. Obviously, I have magical powers. Occasionally, I have used these powers for good, like when I caused Ralph Lauren to discontinue Rugby simply by mentioning it in a blog post. <br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">They say that all good things must end someday. Sadly, it seems the time has come for us to say goodbye. After more than 75 years of providing sewing, knitting, and needlework supplies to the Boston community, Windsor Button will be closing its doors. We have lost our lease, as our landlord plans to renovate our space.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">We realize that Windsor Button holds a special place in the hearts and minds of many New Englanders. Over the years many of you have shared stories and reminisced about shopping at Windsor Button with your mother or grandmother, working at one of the 10 stores, or buying your bridal veil at Windsor. Almost every day, someone will say “I don’t know what I’d do without you”.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">The Boston store was the original, and has been the only remaining Windsor Button for the past 20 years. When we purchased the shop in 1998, yarn was not even in the product mix. Look how far we’ve come! We’ve evolved into a full-service knitting shop and have taught countless numbers of you to knit and/or crochet. It has been a journey that has at times been trying, but also intensely rewarding. We have lived, laughed, and of course knitted and crocheted together. We’ve shared joys and heartbreak with many of you and forged friendships along the way.</span></div>
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I'd prefer to tell you that the racket broke from a diving save on a fast volley, or at least an epic tantrum following a heated dispute with a game-changing "no let" judgment. Unfortunately, it was from a relatively light hit on a ten year-old racket. Nothing sexy. Friend (and regular commenter) Phillip pressed me all over the court during that game. Two days later, I brought a panicked and unsteady snow-bound neighbor to the ENT doctors at Mass. Eye & Ear, and there was a young man from MIT who was the recipient of a squash ball directly to the eye. He was still in his court garb with his racket over his shoulder. Goggles aren't fashionable, but they sure as hell work.</div>
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A relatively insane brass shop on Charles Street gleams with Dickensian warmth and polish. Their hours are narrow, but you can find anything there. Correction: THEY can find anything there, YOU and I have to ask. The prices will cause shortness of breath and near-panic.<br />
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We took the sleds down Anderson Street for three long blocks of fast street-sledding. No traffic at all, and a luge-like track of hard-pack untouched by snow plows. Very fast and very fun. Near-panic for the very young ones who are used to the shorter run at the Boston Common. All ages, and the adults took turns pulling the wee ones up the hill each time. Faith in humanity restored.</div>
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When I see "PREMIUM" or (God forbid) "LUXURY" on anything, I dismiss it out of hand. Undershirts that cost $100 or "hand-crafted fruit jam" for $15 is a sucker's bet. Even $4 for a charred cup of Starbucks is beyond senseless. There is nothing shaving cream, shampoo, sea salt, or soy sauce can do that would justify a premium designation. </div>
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-25480872518274200152013-01-11T09:23:00.001-05:002013-01-21T09:51:48.920-05:00V V To the Rescue<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Vineyard Vines is generally overpriced for my tastes, as I prefer the strategy of waiting it out until clearance opportunities arise. Like a good Yankee, I'm selectively allergic to expenditure. In over a decade of near-constant business travel, I have never forgotten to pack anything, save the time in 2006 when I forgot cuff links. On Sunday evening, after the usual painful goodbyes to the lovelies in my household, it was somewhere in the airport security line when I remembered that I had not packed any socks.<br />
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A woman sat at the table next to me with her friend and droned on about her recent trip to Paris. I will spare you the details, the inescapable volume of it forced me to learn more than I cared to know about her 10 days there. From what I could gather, she spent her entire time using her iPhone to plot jogging routes throughout the various districts of Paris, and described each in excruciating detail. Instead of casually strolling in and out of cafe after cafe, sitting and reading, eating and drinking, this vapida spent her vacation there in Lycra and headphones following some route on her phone, and ignoring the worlds greatest restaurants, eschewing conversations with locals, refusing to smoke, abstaining from heavy cream/butter/salt, neglecting the worlds finest wines offered for a pittance, and disregarding the endless art, beautiful clothing, or one of the thousands of parties. I learned all of this in the time it took me to ask for my check and leave. <br />
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-51248476699849151732013-01-04T16:33:00.000-05:002013-01-04T16:33:04.552-05:00Winter Wool<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-6065813749266247862012-12-27T15:43:00.000-05:002012-12-27T15:43:44.339-05:00Scraps and Oakum VII<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-20459657567433355332012-12-20T15:23:00.000-05:002012-12-20T15:23:40.874-05:00Coming Attractions for 2013!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
As readers may know, I enjoy providing the blogosphere with invaluable and cutting-edge information that is relevant to every single second of your lives. In the spirit of holiday giving, I am providing a preview to what many of the blogs will be doing in 2013. In my sleuthing, I have procured many articles, drafts of posts, ideas and outlines that many of my favorite blogs are planning to release. Though I won't scoop the entirety of each post, here are some unauthorized previews of what you can expect from each blog.<br />
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<a href="http://thetrad.blogspot.com/"><b>The Trad</b></a> - Tintin will begrudgingly attend a fashion after-party in Brooklyn where he will finally violently pummel an entire group of post-hipster 20 and 30-somethings. Afterwards, he will apologize to them and take close-up photos of the tags in their shirts and remark that "the wine wasn't bad". The young beautiful-but-vapid model he will chat with says that her <i>father</i> was in the Army (but in Canada). Tintin's ensuing sarcasm will get him slapped, but he will post pictures of his reddened cheek.<br />
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<a href="http://www.muffyaldrich.com/"><b>The Daily Prep</b></a> - Muffy Aldrich will ask readers to weigh in on which brand of garage door grease is the most preppy and why. High-resolution photos of the garage door will be included. In the comments section, a reader will ask Muffy which brand of dental floss she finds to be the preppiest.<br />
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<a href="http://maxminimus.blogspot.com/"><b>Maxminimus</b></a> - The doting father with a vast shoe collection will post about the pair of shoes that got away on a missed opportunity in 1986 and he'll somehow have photos of them. In the post, he'll use "patina" and "wallup" in a single sentence and will combine "ain't no telling" into "aintnotellin'". In the background of a photo for another post, readers will be able to clearly see a notebook page on which ADG has repeatedly doodled "Mrs. A.D.Flusser" in pink and purple ink. <br />
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<a href="http://mainlinesportsman.blogspot.com/"><b>The Mainline Sportsman</b></a> - In early 2013, the Sportsman will bring us photos and descriptions from his hunting trip to a lettuce farm where he will bag seven or eight heads of Bibb with a .30-06. He will also reveal that Christmas was "an odd experience for the family this year", and will without explanation post a recipe (with photos) of very fresh reindeer steaks.<br />
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<a href="http://to-the-manner-born.blogspot.com/"><b>To The Manner Born</b></a> - Toad will attempt a home-improvement project which he will be unable to complete himself. He will still claim to be a stodgy, technologically challenged Luddite, though he has kept a vibrant blog and internet presence since at least 2008.<br />
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<a href="http://mistermidwester.blogspot.com/"><b>Mr. Midwester</b></a> - Through a legal loop-hole in the fine print of his popular <i>Style Share</i> series, a reader will lay claim to the actual house pictured in the photo's backdrop meant to show only the silk tie in the foreground. The claim will be enforced in a Midwestern court.<br />
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<b><a href="http://reggiedarling.blogspot.com/">Reggie Darling</a> </b>- Saucers. Lots of saucers. Tons and tons of f#@%*ing saucers.<br />
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<a href="http://easyandelegantlife.com/"><b>The Easy and Elegant Life</b></a> - The Elegantologist's first post of 2013 will include a synopsis of his legal battle to acquire the exhumed DNA of Cary Grant. He will be arrested a week later when police catch him emptying a vial of replicated DNA into the local water supply while whispering "C'mon, damnit... WORK! It <i>has</i> to work!"<br />
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<a href="http://anaffordablewardrobe.blogspot.com/"><b>An Affordable Wardrobe</b></a> - It will be revealed in his final post as he signs off forever, that for all these years, Giuseppe actually went out and purchased everything new and at full retail prices. He will half-heartedly ask for our understanding, but will conclude the post with "You all forced me into this".<br />
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<a href="http://www.theckcblog.com/"><b>The Cable Knit Charlestonian</b></a> - Mr. Alexander will be mixing patterns with reckless abandon, and will begin to show not only his eBay purchases, but will expand into photos of grocery shopping, drug store purchases, close-ups of things that he finds in his pockets, and whatever sticks to the bottom of his shoes.<br />
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<a href="http://brohammas.wordpress.com/"><b>Brohammas</b></a> - Through his career in visiting academic institutions of scientific innovation, Mr. M will slip into one of the college laboratories and accidentally be cloned, producing ten exact copies of himself. All ten copies will then form a private club and hold regular meetings. Despite all of this, when he is invited to attend, Mr. M will report that he "felt like an outsider who didn't really belong there".<br />
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<a href="http://yankee-whisky-papa.blogspot.com/"><b>Boxing The Compass</b></a> - The usual crap, only somehow worse.<br />
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***Full Disclosure - Prior to writing this post, I contacted each blog listed here. I only wrote about those who offered their blessing, and you'll be happy to know that each blogger did. Lady Aldrich astutely titled it "A Christmas Roast". I thank them and sincerely appreciate their friendship, and in many cases, their generous hospitality.<br />
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Some college kids near me recently performed a "zombie stroll" where they dressed up like zombies and staggered around the sidewalks for some stupid reason. Zombie fantasies may not be that unrealistic. If you want to see brainless half-dead rotting bodies staggering around and ranting incoherently, I suggest going to any shopping center during the next few weeks. </div>
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-86969698491243370432012-12-12T15:00:00.000-05:002012-12-12T15:00:15.141-05:00Work Clothes Fortune<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A client and I were enjoying sushi together the other day when this arrived at the meal's conclusion. Said client pointed out that he himself <i>is</i> a business opportunity, and that he was in fact, in work clothes (a smart navy-blue suit). </div>
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I sat and stewed about whether or not to write anything about Dave Brubeck for a day or two, and then decided to give it a try. I'll keep it short.<br />
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My father introduced me to Dave Brubeck when I was a child (not a personal introduction, but an introduction to his music). He'd play the albums for me and taught me to count out the odd time signatures. I would try to follow and understand Joe Morello's rythyms, both the elegantly simple (<i>Unsquare Dance)</i> and the subtly complex oscillations of time (<i>Three To Get Ready</i>). Although Take Five has long occupied the space somewhere between staple and cliche, I still love it. Father had (still has) all of Brubeck's albums on vinyl, and I played them in succession, learning his style along the way. His West Coast musical style was warm, clean, optimistic, academic, approachable, and free of the depression and drugs of the East Coast sound. I loved it. <br />
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In highschool, my parents bought me the cassette of <i>Quiet As The Moon</i>, and I instantly recognized Joe Morello's distinct drum style, until I read the insert and realized that the drums were played by Brubeck's son, in a style that was part imitation, part inspiration, and part tribute. We learn the things we do from our fathers, and our fathers' friends.<br />
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Dave Brubeck taught me the complex variations of style. He inspired me to take classical and blend it with modern in a fun experimental way. Though he taught me to not get too bogged down in <i>the rules</i>, he also demonstrated that one should damn-well know them and understand them. He also subliminally taught me to pay tribute to one's father, to follow his lessons, but to also adopt his style elements, first through awkward imitation, then self-exploring articulation, and finally through ingrained subconscious comfort.<br />
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-69627377326595485072012-11-26T08:53:00.001-05:002012-11-26T08:53:20.102-05:00Pretentious Vineyard Photography<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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After a brief stop at a California vineyard, I was amazed by the photos around the place; mostly by how cliched they all were. Apparently, it is impossible to show grapes of any sort without them having that morning dew look to them (though likely, it would be from the watering systems that vineyards set up). The wine was fine, but the whole vineyard experience in general is so overly precious that my eyes hurt from quietly rolling. <br />
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When I got home to Boston (pre-Thanksgiving), I took my phone camera to the ivy berries growing on the west side of the house. Boston Ivy grows tiny beautiful-but-toxic berries in the autumn as the leaves begin to fall, and I decided to get VERY pretentious with some home photographin'. <br />
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Men's style and wine very often have many of the same types of players, and the faults are often identical. Recently, I was able to draw some parallels between behaviors I can't stand for wine or for men's style.<br />
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-Focusing on clothing or wine (or mentioning either more than once) when you're out or hosting<br />
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-Not making decisions for yourself: blindly adhering to antiquated or nouveau notions, criteria, or terms and not unapologetically embracing that which you truly enjoy<br />
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Of course this list can apply to nearly anything; modern art and trendy food quickly come to mind. My (almost five year old) son indicated his displeasure recently at a gallery when he told a staff member that "it looks like just scribbles and trash". He was right. I have always been an advocate for calling crap crap, even if you are the only one who thinks so. The lone voice of dissent often kindles courage in others, occasionally resulting in a small vocal faction correctly yelling <i>bull$h!t</i> at the emperor's new clothes.<br />
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-2493925073802730722012-11-19T16:56:00.000-05:002012-11-19T16:56:43.582-05:00Seasonal Ritual<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
By the end of summer, the drink signal becomes sun-bleached, mildewed, tattered, and generally ratty. I order a new set in the early spring each year (couple of dollars only) and start afresh.<br />
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A long-standing ritual in my family and house is that we dispose of the old one in solemn ceremony (in other words, we throw it into the fire haphazardly while drinking liquor).<br />
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<i>During warm months at 5pm, we fly a cocktails flag outside of our city house, and welcome in for drinks anyone who presses the bell... anyone... which has been interesting. I am the sixth generation to conduct this strange tradition, though the original burgee didn’t make it past the second. </i><br />
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It becomes an open house for anyone who has the gumption or friendship to press the bell. You are invited up and given a drink. Like generations before me, this 5pm open-door policy has resulted in some hilarious/interesting afternoons. In some cases, it has been attended by the parents of friends who used to frequent the same event hosting by my parents and grandparents, long before my time.<br />
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-65335831175700958792012-11-15T10:46:00.001-05:002012-11-15T10:46:14.250-05:00Coats Driven and Philadelphia Barriers<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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We packed into the Sail Loft (a favorite sailor's pub) and we were able to fill the boxes with eighty-eight coats, plus hats and scarves. The quality of coats was astounding and humbling (noted and appreciated by the organization's representative who attended). I can't thank those who attended enough, and for those of you who emailed me telling me about your <a href="http://onewarmcoat.org/donate/donate-a-coat/">local donations</a>. A thanks to all of you and your generosity.<br />
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Of note was one young woman who had no extra coats at home, so she went to a local store and bought six new children's coats off the rack. We had a diverse turn-out, and I'm deeply grateful for all who attended. Phillip (a regular commenter to Boxing The Compass) and his wife were instrumental in the effort, and it would not have happened without them.</div>
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Bay Cove is directing these coats to programs assisting people in entering or returning to the workforce. I do believe that enabling those who are able to participate in commerce of any sort will benefit everyone. The large number of children's coats will likely be distributed within hours of me writing this. </div>
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I was in Philadelphia last week, and though the Mainline Sportsman was down for the count with the influence of influenza, I was able to have a perfectly pleasant evening with the gentleman behind the blog <a href="http://brohammas.wordpress.com/">Brohammas</a>. We talked away the afternoon and well into the evening, and he was as adventurous with his willingness to eat strange foods as I was. He's built like a fighter from rugged Western stock and judging by his build, he was likely an acute terror to his rugby opponents. Saddled atop his concrete shoulders is a highly intelligent mind and an approachable personality. A dedicated father and husband, he embodies the good side of being analytical and the analytical side of being observant. We hit it off very easily.</div>
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How does this tie into the coat drive? We talked for a while about barriers both real and perceived. Lastnight, the representative from the coat charity told me that clothing is actually one of the more significant barriers to entering into the job market. I will spare you my lecture about how local licensing and permitting deters budding entrepreneurs, but the clothing issue as a barrier is more real than I had realized as it pertains to the entry rungs on the ladder.</div>
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Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-81963170731526660872012-11-12T13:00:00.002-05:002012-11-12T13:00:41.916-05:00Coat Drive<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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We sat (by the fireplace after work, each with a glass of Scotch), and agreed that we wanted little to do with raising money that would only feed administratively top-heavy "charities". A coat drive was his idea, and I was immediately onboard. I've bitched about this before, I know. 100% of coat donations will be made available to those who need them. If you haven't worn it in two season, you likely won't miss it.</div>
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