Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Harry Begins to Asphyxiate
Which is fancy talk for suffocation. The Saga of "Hang-On Harry" Part 8 Please put yourself in my place - it's around two in the morning, you are about a hundred yards away from the open North Atlantic, you're hanging on a slippery piling around which the third fastest tidal current in the nation is...
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Tuesday, January 10, 2006
We have to Rescue Harry
He's in Pickle The Saga of "Hang-On Harry" Part 7 The railing was weathered steel stained by decades of salt and seagull shit. Below it the tar glowed grainy and a bit orange in the helium light, a gritty layer on top of bridge-concrete, like the frosting on a cake. Three corroded iron railings were...
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Friday, January 6, 2006
Harry Makes His Move
Things Get Serious "The Saga of "Hang-On Harry" Part 6 Suddenly the farthest side of the bridge became incredibly attractive to me. I grabbed my gear and sprinted down as far away as I could. Then I set up and put on a big set of mental blinkers. What were those two fucking morons up to? I did NOT...
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Thursday, January 5, 2006
Things Get Worse Fast
The Fish Show Up "The Saga of "Hang-On Harry" Part 5 To fully appreciate what happened next, dear drunkards, you will have to indulge me; I need to tell you some technical details about the kind of fishing we were doing. The Fishermans' Dilemma can be expressed quite succinctly in a three-part...
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Wednesday, January 4, 2006
Let the Juicing Begin!
We are Fate's Bitches. "The Saga of "Hang-On Harry" Part 4 They turned. The short one took a step into the road, paused (as if making sure I wasn't going to attack him), then scampered over to me. He stopped about an inch from my nose and began yammering in a sharp, stacatto monolgue. "Hi! My name...
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Tuesday, January 3, 2006
The Weirdoes Show Up
But they have beer... The Saga of "Hang-On Harry" Part 3 Barry was always lecturing me on his "Urban Instincts", like they were some sort of Innner-city crime radar. He actually worried that life in NH was softening him: that if he went back to his old neighborhood in Jersey City he'd walk into the...
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Sunday, January 1, 2006
We look for trouble but it finds us instead.
It gets Dark on the bridge The Saga of "Hang-On Harry" Part 2 Our favorite spot was a bridge, well out into the harbor, on the southern side of the river, across from the Portsmouth Naval Shipyard. On the outgoing tide we'd face the lights of the Navy Yard and all the cranes, barges, Nuclear...
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Saturday, December 31, 2005
We were on the water, but we weren't drinking it.
This is a true story about a horrible tragedy that could have ocurred if it weren't for the fact that almost everybody involved was drunk, and so nobody got hurt, but don't let that spoil the suspense. Okay? The Saga of "Hang-On Harry" Part 1 6,050 words The best thing about being a night owl is...
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