Corn Day at The CLub

CLub Members "shuckin"

Sunday was sweet corn pickin, shuckin, cookin, freezin day at The CLub. Several of the charter members got togeather for a productive work afternoon and froze up 44.5 dozen (thats 534 ears) of sweet corn. The day started as Bob, Bob and Dave met to pick the corn, fresh from the field, generously provided by a member of the Fishing Team. After some grumbling about being a lot of work, my allergies are bothering me, etc they managed to pick 5 large burlap sacks of succulent sweet corn.

Upon returning to the Club everyone except Digger Dave (he convienetly had to go get propane) pitched in to start shucking. In the mean time the water was heating and the garbage cans were filling!

Once the water got to a rolling boil the ladies relocated to the kitchen to set up the cutting and packaging station. First batch into the pot was 6 dozen, water was returned to a boil, the corn removed to an ice water bath and transferred to the girls cutting station.

Subsequent batches came out of the pot right on time to keep the girls busy. The boys also had their hands full trying to consume 1 adult beverage for each dozen............more on that later.

After about 3 pots full (16 dozen) it was apparent that the one beverage per dozen was not going to work. After an emergency telephone consultation with "The Developer" it was determined that the rationing should be modified to 1 beverage per potful. Now thats do-able!

All told we cooked 9 pots = 44.5 dozen = 534 ears = 106 bags @ 3 cups per bag.

Suspicious Plantings at The CLub!

Many comments have been made regarding the suspicious planting at the north end of the CLub pool. Almost everyone, at first sight exclaims "where did the pot come from", however Digger Dave and Aunt Margie insist that it is an innocent decorative specimen
HMMMMMM????????

DRAMATIC RESCUE AT THE CLUB!!!!

This morning a dramatic rescue operation was succesfully executed at The CLub.

 Seems the Admiral, Aunt Margie was all dressed and just about ready to go meet friends for lunch. This being her first outing since surgery she was very anxious to get out of the house and be with friends. She looked out the patio door and saw a beautiful golden retriever staring her in the face wagging his tail! Not reconizing the dog as any of the familiar neighborhood pets, she of course invited him in. A quick inspection revealed a tag with his identity and a quick phone call to his owner and this story is almost over....right?

After Marge and Trooper become better aquainted, she thinks maybe he would like a cool beverage. She and Trooper head outside so Marge can fill a bowl for him. While Margie is filling the bowl, Trooper doing what ALL golden retrievers do, decides to go for a swim! Problem is the cover is on the pool, Trooper is tangled in the cover, trapped and panicked!  OH MY!!!
Now visualize the situation.....Marge is dressed for a lunch outing, her hand is in a huge bandage, Trooper is caught in the pool cover drowning! Marge rushes to Troopers aid, reaches for his collar and it immediately comes off in her hand! Only thing left to do now is go in after him.....(but wait I can't get my hand wet)...... so in she goes, clothes, bandages, pool cover, and a strange drowning panicked dog! Fortunately Trooper realizing the gravity of the situation, regains his composure and swims to the edge of the pool, with Margie following close behind. Whew...close call. But wait.....it gets better.
Just about this time, Troopers owner shows up to retrieve him and is greeted by a soggy (but happy) Trooper and a soaking wet Marge with all of her cloths on and her hand in a big white bandage. What the heck happened....did Trooper attack Marge (the bandage) and how and why are they both soaked? After a lengthy explaination (isn't that what caused the carpal tunnel to start with?) Trooper and his dad are reunited and Margie is off to changed cloths and resume her lunch activites!
In the aftermath, Uncle Brewski and Aunt Patti have already contacted Golden Rescue to get Aunt Margie enrolled as an Honarary member.

Editorrs note: You just can't make this s... up!

CLub Admiral undergoes surgery!

CLub Admiral Aunt Margie underwent carpal tunnel surgery last Tuesday. The surgery went very well and she is recovering nicely at home. Seems the only complication was shortly after surgery she was starving and because of the bandaging she was unable to open anything to eat. Finally after a lengthy search she came upon a bag of oyster crackers, provided by Aunt Patty to compliment some split pea soup, she was able to use a butcher knife to sufficently shred the package enabling her to satisfy the hunger pangs!

Latest On CLub Brown Guanaja!

Sorry it's been some time since an update, but the past events have been depressing :-(
The entire CLub Brown Guanaja adventure fell apart. Seems one of Castaway's developing partners found a Honduran girl friend....that led to divorce.....that led to a fight.....which led to the "money" partner bailing out....which led to no $$ to buy supplies for the bar/restaurant/construction....which led to Kevin not getting paid....which led to him leaving....which led to the place being empty......which led to looters.....which led to a fire to cover their tracks.....which led to our contract expiring....which led to the return of all of our monies.
Thankfully, due to Uncle Brewski's advanced negotiating skills and tactics, The CLub did not lose a cent. It is sad however that the opportunity for a CLub expansion in such a beautiful spot has been lost.