Landlocked!

This Memorial Day Weekend will not be a memorable

sailing weekend for us. It's not because of the weather

forecast.  Not because the boat isn't in the water.

And certainly not for the lack of desire.

This weekend is Princeton University's Reunions and

Graduation.  When the world comes to Princeton,

merchants typically don't take days off. Not these days.

Saturday is always the P-rade, during which still-alive

 representatives of the last 80 or so graduating classes

march, or attempt to march (depending on how many

martinis they had that morning) in the Alumni parade

down Old Nassau and through the campus.

The Princeton Marching Band provides spirited,

if not somewhat tacky, esoteric tunes for the

 thousands of orange and black faithful 

onlookers lining the streets. And fields.

Look, last year they even offered suggestions on

reunion apparel and accessories for the

smartly-dressed keg party attendees.  I especially

like the 2-carat diamond earrings.  Legend

has it that back in the 80's, the amount of beer

consumed during this weekend was the most 

anywhere, during that 3 day period, with the

Indy 500 a close second. Now I think Silver

 Cloud Marina in Forked River holds that

dubious distinction. Pretty sure.  

Usually they manage to get some big names to speak

at the commencement. He was thrilled to know that

there was a Starbucks on the corner and a

 great little cigar shop right down Witherspoon

Street from the podium.  

Ah yes, the priveleged ones.  The world is at their

fingertips. The future economists, financiers, politicians,

educators, physicists, philanthropists.  Go get em Tigers! 

I'll sail next weekend.