I have learned in various classes that art has an amazing capacity to mirror life. I believe this is true. The events that transpired once the quadpod descended upon Vinalhaven were much like a particular type of art – specifically, the work of actor Jim Varney, who played Ernest P. Worrell in classics such as Ernest Goes to Jail, Ernest Goes to Africa and Ernest Goes to School. If this weekend were to be scripted and filmed as a movie, it would be most appropriately be titled Quadpod Goes to Vinalhaven and would be made in the same style as the revered Ernest classics. The opening scene would show the Quadpod, within moments of landing on the island, consuming burgers, a chicken, a bag of sunchips, a box of sugar wafers, donuts, potato salad and cheetos. Hilarious adventures would include flipping and nearly sinking a much loved, handmade, wooden boat, thus sending innocent bystanders into frigid waters to attempt its rescue while its former pilot remained stranded on a mid-ocean rock. Also included would be the nut crushing and nut revealing antics of one mischievous and uncooperative pair of jeans. Underlying the cinematic tension would be the constant threat of an assault by Chronsus maximus, who in the end of the film would reveal his ugly presence during one fateful dialysis treatment. When completed, some viewers will laugh, some will cry, but I guarantee this movie will come close to not being a total failure, as the main characters, in real life, constantly threaten to be.
Ah, to be back in Boston again. A distinct contrast between Vinalhaven island and Boston – the people all over the place. Whereas in Vinalhaven I can stand on the deck and not see a single other person anywhere, I was privy to a yelling match between a meter maid and some guy who got a ticket in front of my house within one minute of stepping outside this morning.
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