Tuesday, July 7, 2009

The Chronicles of a Coverage Denying, Creature Slaughtering Blogger -- Part 1

June 26, 2009, 5:13 PM EDT --

The BlackBerry Pearl vibrates.

"That is some photo of you on Zuppa's page... and quite a write up I must add ", a Central New York client emails.

"What? Give me a call on my cell if you're still there", I reply.

And so it was that I discovered what the prolix but perennially unprevailing Ray Zuppa had been doing over at his critically unclaimed Zuppa's Pit while I was resting my fingertips during the latter half of June.

Yes, Ray may not know how to write a winning motion in either federal or state court, but he does apparently know how to google, and that is in fact me, in my survival/float suit holding a 11-pound 4-ounce female steelhead trout on February 17, 2007, just outside the weigh-in station at the 2007 Roger Tobey Memorial Steelhead Tournament sponsored by the the Niagara River Anglers Association.  If you want to know what it takes to be a coverage denying, creature slaughtering angler in the wintertime on the Lower Niagara River running through the Niagara Peninsula, check out my slideshow from that tourney.  And, by the way, that fish was the only one of several that I caught and kept to be weighed that day.  All fish kept and weighed for tournament contention were then donated to a local food pantry, so none went to waste.  But if the slaughtering God's creatures image works better for you for me, I will expend no effort to disabuse you of that notion.

But for Part 1 of my chronicles, I really would have expected and hoped for more.  More than failing to victimize a "potential widow", whatever that means.  More than the same tired, worn, puffy reference previously slung at NICB’s Senior Vice President/General Counsel Robert H. Mason.  I'm underwhelmed, Ray.  Just like Justice Stone (page 9).  Could you not have done more?  You call that dislike?

Please tell me that Part 2 of my chronicles will be better, bitier, more bombastic.  Anything worth doing is worth doing well, Ray.  And yes, the payment of premiums does guarantee nothing, except, of course, as we all know, the reduction of disposable income.  Insurance policies protect against unrealized risks; if a loss and consequent payment were guaranteed, now that wouldn't be insurance, would it?  Tenets count, you know.

"You win some and and you lose some unless your [sic] Zuppa in which case you lose and lose and lose."  Zuppa's Pit 07.07.09


Zuppa said...

Hey Roy I was waiting for your comeback. Good one. Happy 500. And if I ever need a lawyer in your neck of the woods I will hire you so your blawg has earned you more than 1 client.

God Bless.

Larry Rogak said...

Perhaps Roy's office would be more appropriately located in Fishkill, NY. (insert rim shot here)

zuppa said...

Gotta say Roy I keep reading your post visa-vi my thoroughly misunderstood commentary re: you. I haven't laughed this hard in a long time. You need to write books or someone needs to write about you. You always tell a story that contains the same elements. Some electronic gadget informs you of a happening. Boom you arrive on the scene. All is well with the world.

Larry's followup was great.

By the way my son -- he's six --makes me gut and cook the fish right on the riverbank. We eat it while we fish and just keeping adding them to the frying pan or spit.

Suffolk has some good freshwater fishing. The salt water fishing is so good that fresh water has been kept a secret.