Thursday, April 27, 2006

sailor spack

partner in crime young jackson mason is off to spain to train for the americas cup, the lucky bastard.

i took this photo so i could prove that i know a sailor on anAC team. yay reflected glory!

he's sent his first despatch from Valencia:

I've learnt quick that riding a bike in spain is a constant lifethreatening battle. Avoiding cars that happily take on red lights,avoiding wet concrete in the construction sites (you can waltz in andout of the local roadworks, no worries), attempting to determine whetheryou're about to run over a leaf on the street or another dog shit.

Interesting to say the least.

Will continue to be flat out until August. So far I've painted, scraped,broomed, washed, cleaned, tied off, grinded, lifted, drilled, jigsawed,epoxyed, filled and it's only been 3 days.

we wait with baited breath for more word on the continued adventures of the spack.

have fun mate.


Michele said...

Who is the cutie on the right???

mark robert allen said...

he's just some ring-in that wanted to be in the picture.

he kept hanging around all night trying to get free drinks out of us.

bloody freeloaders!

Michele said...

So the "cuteness" is all outside, and the inside is dubious at best.
Wow, you really CAN'T judge a book by it's cover.

The line of wisdom gets proven again.
Why in the world did he think he'd be successful..the old adage, the "sqeaky wheel?"

Hope it didn't ruin your night!

mark robert allen said...

yeah, he always hangs around us like a bad smell.

bloody freeloaders!