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Ahoy Matey, and All that Stuff

Everybody has a hobby. We all know folks who collect stuff. I have friends who collect such diverse things as cars, buttons and orchids. I have other friends whose hobbies are doing stuff. Some of them ride bikes, some of them cook, some of them break boards with their hands or feet. Often times, hobbies come with issues. If you collect cars, where do you park them? Buttons, how do you organize your collection? If you love to bake, do you also need to love to jog to work off the calories? If you break boards, do you also need to collect ice cubes or Ben-Gay? But some folks go a wee bit overboard with their hobbies, don’t you think? I mean, it is a hobby, so it should be a source or pleasure and relaxation. But it’s easy to slip into overboard-land. An...

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Turning to Thoughts of Love

Ah, springtime, when a young man’s heart turns to thoughts of love. Or water. Or maybe the man is a Black Lab? Wait, let me explain. I’ve been on the lookout for a new (to me) sailboat. I needed something that could comfortably hold us for a day on the lake. No sleepovers, no Circle Route, no circumnavigating the globe. Just a nice, fun-sized boat. So, when you look for something, you tend to find it. That seems to be the trouble with shopping. Once the looking begins, it’s pretty much a done deal. Anyhow, I shopped online and off-line. For years, I’ve thought that boats under full sail have to be one of the loveliest sites on the water. While I’d love to write that I fell in love with that Hunter 46 or was totally enraptured with...

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Shopping with Mom

After so many years, you think you know a person. You think you know their ins and outs, their likes and dislikes, their past, present and dreams for the future. But no. There are always things to learn, things that pop out. We were shopping, my mom and I. As usual, we headed straight for the discount racks. It’s a treasure hunt/competition for us. Why? Simple. Cheap runs in my family. “I found a 50-percent off rack,” I proudly announced. “You lose, I see 80 percent off the lowest price over there.” she said, and poof, she was gone. My sister actually calls my mom “poof” because she can disappear faster than you can sneeze. So, my mother “poofed” again and I found her a few minutes later at the sale rack with...

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If I Was in Charge

Shopping is not my favorite thing. Like most guys, I like to know what I need ahead of time, walk into the store, find it, buy it and get home to do better stuff. Like read or garden or boat. Naturally, I also want to save money. As you all know, I am cheap. “Frugal” is the new cool word for cheap. So, being cheap — I mean frugal — I don’t like paying for the accessories or options I don’t need. And I don’t like paying extra for the stuff I like. So, as you can imagine, boat shopping with me is always a pleasure. In the showroom or lot, I always sort by needs and wants. As in, I need a certain engine, but I want a different color. And being frugal, I always ask if they have a coupon online that I don’t know about. I figure...

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Everett Unplugged

Last year about this time, I was doing a wee bit of shopping in a small, privately owned marine store. When possible, I like to shop in the small places. You never know what you’re going to find. It’s like a treasure hunt every single time. I was studying the wall of gadgets when a man came up beside me. I was shopping just for nifty stuff. Nothing special. Truth be told, I was bored that morning and would rather do a bit of boat shopping than mow the lawn. Anyway, this guy didn’t look like a boater. First of all, he was tense. Boaters are usually relaxed. He was dressed in pressed khakis with creases and an Oxford shirt buttoned all the way to the top. He had two cell phones attached to his belt, a phone thingy stuck to his ear and a satchel slung...

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Pam McDanolds has been writing "Running In Fog," a humorous look at our favorite pastime, since 2007. In her family are two kids, a black lab named Captain Nemo, a powerboat and a sailboat. Illustrations by John R. "Jack" Cassady.




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