November 2011

 

The Normandie is by far my favorite passenger vessel from a design point of view (on a pure love/looks basis, the pre-war Nieuw Amsterdam II beats her by a small margin).

 

Years ago I came across a set of drawings in our office with a last correction date of February 9, 1942 that show the conversion of the Normandie to an unnamed troop carrier drawn by Cox & Stevens.

 

It always was a mystery to me why we had this set of drawings, but recently, for the Bahrs Bar and Museum project, I was reading "Normandie, Her Life and Times" by Harvey Ardman (quite a good read by the way) and on page 273 there was mention of a Normandie valuation by Frank S. Martin. read more »

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Friday, November 11th, 2011

Exxon Valdez? Enough already.

 

My sister, Annemarie, who, as an ex tall ship sailor, has good salty connections sent me the words to this famous chantey.

 

So here we go:

 

What’ll we do with a drunken sailor (3x)

Earl-aye in the morning?

 

Hooray and up she rises (3x)

Early-aye in the morning

 

 

 

Shave his belly with a rusty razor

Hoo-ray and up she rises

 

 

Put him in the long boat till he’s sober

Hoo-ray and up she rises

Put him in the scuppers with a hawse pipe on him.

Hoo-ray and up she rises

 

 

Put him in bed with the captain’s daughter.

Hoo-ray and up she rises

Beat him with a cat ‘til his back is bleedin’

Hoo-ray and up she rises

 

 

Put him in the bilge and make him drink it

Hoo-ray and up she rises

Truss him up with a runnin’ bowline.

Hoo-ray and up she rises

 

 

Give ‘im a dose of salt and water.

Hoo-ray and up she rises

Stick on ‘is back a mustard plaster.

Hoo-ray and up she rises

 

 

Send him up the crow’s nest till he falls down,

Hoo-ray and up she rises

Tie him to the taffrail when she’s yardarm under,

Hoo-ray and up she rises

 

 

Soak ‘im in oil ‘til he sprouts a flipper.

Hoo-ray and up she rises

Put him in the guard room ‘til he’s sober.

Hoo-ray and up she rises

 

 

Make him the skipper of an Exxon tanker.

Hoo-ray and up she rises

 

 

That’s what we do with a drunken Sailor,

Earl-aye in the morning

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