The story of the summer

So, as previously posted, I am back in action, internets-wise, which means I am going to be madly posting again, and hoping I haven't lost my readership.

So -- let's see if we can summer-ise, that is to say, summarize (hahahaha) this summer in one post.

Lets first start off by saying that this was probably the best summer I've ever had in my life, bar none. Living with Martini was awesome, despite the fact that he's an older guy, and happens to be my mother's boyfriend, he is pretty freaking wonderful, if you will pardon my french. Also, I earned myself a whole truckload of new friends seeing as how there was a mutual recognition that we were absolutely great/intelligent/fun-loving people, whereas most people suck. Otherwise, I think the best plan would be to regale you with some funny Disco Island stories, as taken from the logbook, so that you all can have an idea of what it was like to be a tour guide on a historic site.

Friday July 1st

Today was a very interesting day at the warf. First of all I was below deck on the Tecumseth when Emma politely came down and said she needed to talk to me because a man had beached his boat behind the sawpit. By the time I got down there the gaggel of people on the boat had gotten off and were starting to explore behind the palisade wall of the theater. I was able to catch up with the driver of the boat who agreed to move it, but first asked me to go and tell the rest of the group that because they had beached their boat in the wrong place I would have to fine them 100.00$ per adult and 50.00$ per child. I did, and they believed me until the man burst out laughing. Then later this afternoon about 5 people in sailors slops who I had never seen before came down to the Tecum seth and took about 10 disposable cameras worth of pictures and said they were going to buy the boat. (which is owned by the governement and NOT for sale!)
-- Alex

July 11th 2005

This family came into Keating today and spent all of .5 seconds in the house and then, just as he is practically runnnig away from the historic site, the guy turns around and asks "Lisette and I "what do you guys do before you go to sleep?" So, secretly thinking that this man is perverted, I blink at him confusedly and ask him to repeat the question, as I do not understand. He repeats himself, in the exact same way, and I reply "I don't understand what you mean, could you be more specific? Are you asking about household bedtime routines in the 1800's?" and he answers "no, I mean do you guys get in trouble by your parents for talking before you ggo to bed?" Gross.
--Mireille
Some random day

The Theatre troupe was on site again today and they decided that it would be a good idea to suntan on the historic site. Happy and I are on the boats and Happy radios our supervisor to let him know about the colossal idiocy that is taking place down near the sawpit. Surf makes his way down to the dockyard area and proceeds to sit there are examine them suntan, muttering curses under his breath. After 10 minutes or so, Happy and I being very impatient, and being unable to figure out why Surf hasn't done anything to get them off the site, I get the clever idea of radioing surf and saying in my best little girl voice "Surf, the guy with his shirt off is making me... uncomfortable" Needless to say, hilarity ensued and I am only glad I did not get fired for misuse of the radios.

--Mireille


So one time I was in Keating and Alex had a tour of two ghost picture-takers (whatever the hell that means.) I returned from my break to find Alex telling them one of the many ghost stories to the folks. When I walked in the door there was a pause in the story as everyone looked up to see who had come in. I because I am an idiot stated clearly "you know, there are no such thing as ghosts...." (knowing as soon I had said it, that I probably should not have done so.) I ended the awkward silence by saying " oh ho ho, I am just kidding!" The moral of the story is that people hate to be told they are wrong.

--Jon, the ghost disbeliever

And so much other funny shit happened, it's hard to pick and choose which ones to tell you all about. So I will just post some pictures and let you guys try to invent stories to go with them. If there are any of you left, it could be loads of fun!