Did ya’ll see this little skateboard review thing I threw together for Vice? Pretty stupid. The Urban Outfitters blog commissioned it but then reneged when they saw the word ‘Penis’ in the intro (no hard feelings). So I gave it to Vice.
For the record- I didn’t sell the merch, I gave it away. Kept the 5Boro cruiser for myself (thanks Steve!)
In other news- I’m off to Samana Cay for a couple of weeks to do a spot of hammer fishing with my ol’ buddy Peter DeLuise.
We went last year and had an unmitigated blast, even though there’s no electricity, no roads, and no people.
Besides the rock iguanas it’s completely uninhabited.
But this is where Columbus made his first landfall in the New World! I’m not sure how he did it without running aground on that perilous bastard reef surrounding the 8 mile long 1 mile wide island, but he did, and then he sailed on to Florida I guess. Who knows?
One of the best things about Samana Cay is the weed that grows wild in the hills there. When we arrived last year the first thing we did was trek inland about half a mile and rip up a couple of six footers. Then we set up camp on the beach and gorged ourselves on the Beluga caviar and prosecco that came with the boat we borrowed from a fellow ‘Yeti: Curse of the Snow Demon’ cast member.
It was pretty sweet, and Pete’s a great guy to go fishing with. He’s got tons of great stories to tell in those long drowsy hours when the fish seem to be somewhere else. Man, when you’re anchored twenty miles off shore with nothing to do but drink beer and listen to Coven’s debut album over and over again, stories, even stories that persistently refer back to 21 Jump St, are good to hear. Plus he does an awesome impression of his dad, and that makes me feel like Burt Reynolds.

Anyway, Chef Livesay will be posting some more of his ‘culinary delights on-a-shoestring’ in my absence, and I’ll post up pics and stuff every couple of days, satellite pending.