It doesn't get much crazier than this. Got a late start on the boat. Ran out of oil a mile out in the ocean. Went back in to the marina and filled the oil tank. Head back out to the ocean dodged two heavy thunderstorms and made it to the Grove by 6. Ate oysters, clams and stone crab from the Raw bar. John and I danced aggressively with two women who were slightly older than us.
Got back on the boat right before sundown only to have more oil problems. Drove 8 miles per hour up the inter-coastal from Miami. Ran out of gas in Biscayne Bay. Called the Coast Guard. Swam for an hour in the pitch dark. Had a dance party. Beat boxed and freestyled for a while. Got towed to a 24 hour gas station only to find that they have no gas and there are no other 24 hour gas stations.
Made it home by 1 AM without the boat. Went to Walgreens and bought a Digiorno Pizza. Feasted. Went to bed.
Saturday is proving to be just as eventful.
-Mike
You know the the coast guard isn't 1800-AAA Help on the side of the jersey turnpike. I wouldn't expect anything less than running out of gas in the middle of the ocean. i apologize for not being there to swim the boat in.
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