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It's funny what kind of associations the mind makes. This evening I walked into my local Safeway. They had perch at the fish counter. I haven't had perch in years, definitely not in this land locked desert. I bought a few filets, battered them up, and deep fried them.
Oh the memories. As a kid, before the Bay was so polluted, we used to go up to the Brisbane marina, in North San Mateo County, and catch perch off the docks. My mom used to fry them up for is whole.
And suddenly I wanted a boat, because that's where we sailed from. I don't need a boat. And definitely not some luxury party cat. Thank to me mates for ignoring my wild hair. I will stick with my kayak for now.
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1974 914 Bumble Bee
2009 Outback XT
2008 Cayman S shop test Mule
1996 WRX V-limited 450/1000
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