The little red sail boat that could


A Nautical Ballad

A CAPITAL ship for an ocean trip
    Was The Walloping Window-blind
No gale that blew dismayed her crew
    Or troubled the captain’s mind.
The man at the wheel was taught to feel
    Contempt for the wildest blow,
And it often appeared, when the weather had cleared,
    That he’d been in his bunk below.
The boatswain’s mate was very sedate,
    Yet fond of amusement, too;
And he played hop-scotch with the starboard watch,
    While the captain tickled the crew.
And the gunner we had was apparently mad,
    For he sat on the after-rail,
And fired salutes with the captain’s boots,
    In the teeth of the booming gale.
The captain sat in a commodore’s hat
    And dined, in a royal way,
On toasted pigs and pickles and figs
    And gummery bread, each day.
But the cook was Dutch, and behaved as such;
    For the food that he gave the crew
Was a number of tons of hot-cross buns,
    Chopped up with sugar and glue.
And we all felt ill as mariners will,
    On a diet that’s cheap and rude;
And we shivered and shook as we dipped the cook
    In a tub of his gluesome food.
Then nautical pride we laid aside,
    And we cast the vessel ashore
On the Gulliby Isles, where the Poohpooh smiles,
    And the Anagazanders roar.
Composed of sand was that favored land,
    And trimmed with cinnamon straws;
And pink and blue was the pleasing hue
    Of the Tickletoeteaser’s claws.
And we sat on the edge of a sandy ledge
    And shot at the whistling bee;
And the Binnacle-bats wore water-proof hats
    As they danced in the sounding sea.
On rubagub bark, from dawn to dark,
    We fed, till we all had grown
Uncommonly shrunk, — when a Chinese junk
    Came by from the torriby zone.
She was stubby and square, but we didn’t much care,
    And we cheerily put to sea;
And we left the crew of the junk to chew
    The bark of the rubagub tree.
-Charles Edward Carryl

A little poetry by Maya Angelou to start off your day!

from On the Pulse of Morning

A Rock, A River, A Tree
Hosts to species long since departed,
Marked the mastodon,
The dinosaur, who left dried tokens
Of their sojourn here
On our planet floor,
Any broad alarm of their hastening doom
Is lost in the gloom of dust and ages.
But today, the Rock cries out to us, clearly, forcefully,
Come, you may stand upon my
Back and face your distant destiny,
But seek no haven in my shadow,
I will give you no hiding place down here.
You, created only a little lower than
The angels, have crouched too long in
The bruising darkness
Have lain too long
Facedown in ignorance,
Your mouths spilling words
Armed for slaughter.
The Rock cries out to us today,
You may stand upon me,
But do not hide your face.

New Seiko watch!

IMG_3096Just purchased a new  Seiko 5 Sports Watch Reference: SRP611J1! So far I’m loving the unidirectional bezel and overall size of the watch (45 mm if you’re considering purchasing your own). The bezel is great for quick calculations and the blue face perfectly compliments most outfits. My favorite part of the watch definitely is the little red airplane on the seconds hand. It ads that extra bit of originality I was looking for! Took this picture with the Prisma filter app.

New Bike Day! (2014 Specialized Allez Mid-Compact)


Recently started road biking and decided to go with the Specialized Allez Mid-Compact. The Aluminum frame is super light and the carbon fork ads some well needed shock absorption, while keeping the bike stiff and nimble.  The color scheme also looks really great and goes well with most kit. I’m excited to enjoy this beautiful Puerto Rican weather and hit the road soon!