Maine. Not all lumberjacks and lobstermen.
S'up home slice
What did you guys do last night?
What didn't we do is the question?
I partied my face off with band members from the Belfast Free Range Music Festival, hung out with a bunch of pirates who showed me how to curse...well, like a pirate and kicked it at the Three Tides after party 'till 4 am and the beer ran out. How 'bout you Rock Town?
A bunch of us closed Rock City Cafe and decided to make a rock opera all night long and videotape it. We had people stitching costumes and screenwriting furiously, some working on improv, while others tried to make mead from scratch-- kind of like an Art All Night event. It was seriously the most fun I've had since last week.
How 'bout you Camden?
Well. We happened to have reservations at the trendiest spot in town...our lake house!
After a rousing game of Scrabble with the grandkids, the wife and I had a little wager on who could come up with the best variation on Maine's official slogan.
So I came up with: "Maine. The Way Life Should Be. . . And Has Been For 40 Years!
Ha. Ha. I won, naturally, so now she owes me a back rub.