Only a few days on land and i started to go crazy, so i purchased a few new movies and going to sail down to the keys for a few days.

relax i got a few new fishing poles and tackle and lots of beer and food, and rum lots and lots of rum.

plus i found some one to sail with me so it looks like, a pirates life for me

I know it is a stupid game, but talking with a few friends tonight and all of them said the same thing, only you Troy, so I want to know. Have you ever gave up everything you have to be sitting on a boat in the gulf with the wind blowing, rain pouring down, still smiling cause I'm catching some good fish. Ok maybe that was pushing it, I don't know anyone as crazy as me, but that is my sunday night and yes I have XM radio so I can also listen to the football game, isn't it funny how the simple things in life make you the happiest.

 

 

Where has the time gone, it feels like a like time since I have posted a blog and the truth is a lot has happened in that short time.

 

Yes now I go by "Caption Troy" because I sold most of what I have and bought a 40 foot boat, why I don't really know it just sounded like a good idea. I have been to the Grand Bahamas spent time in

 

I have changed the name of the boat, it is called the Seven Seas because I plan on seeing them all, right now I'm relaxing with friends in Florida, during Christmas I have a friend coming down and we are going to Nassau and then in the beginning of next year I plan on taking a trip around the gulf coast to south Mexico with 3 other boats.

 

How can life get any better?

 

Oh I know my book get published late January, so if you want to do something in life just do it, hope to hear from everyone soon, I have a new number email me and I give it out.

 

You can see the pictures of the Seven Sea's and I will be posting new pictures of our trip soon.

 

And I promise I'm not doing anything to illegal

We are in South Florida, I'm having a few drinks cooking out on the back of the boat with some friends (yes I still have those) and making new ones. But it hit me, my life is better now that I have let everything go, I have no cares in the world, I can go where ever the wind can take me, I can work when ever I want, money means nothing and my life is better for it. I don't have to be like the next guy because I'm doing something not a lot of people get to do, living life! I'm in port until christmas then we head to the bahamas for a week at the cost of food and drinks, and we can catch our food and I'm making a few gallons of beer. I know you believe it is stupid, but really I'm happier now then I have been in the past few weeks because I don't have a care in the world. I'm doing something we all want to do but for some reason we can't. So I'm going to sail the seven sea's, I'm going to be the pirate I am and take what I want and not question if it is right or wrong, because I don't really care. Live life don't let anyone say you can't, because hate me or love me your always welcome on the boat. Caption Troy

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I would like to say I have had several nights of writing and working on getting everything in order for my next project but truth is, i haven't.

besides the fact that i have had a great time being around my friends they are great people but also a big distraction. i mean i don't want to sit here and write when we can go out and make some new stories.

so this morning that is what i have been working on, and so if luck should have it i can have 5 to 6 blogs posted this week.

then again these are the hands of a good cook, not a writer!

I know how that sounds and most of you would never understand it, yes we have to make our lives fit together some how but that isn't always easy.

 

Outside work, I can play with the best of them, I can out drink most of you, do more drugs, live on less sleep, talk more trash and still be a nice guy. Yes you have to get warmed up to my attitude, and yes as most of my friends will tell you I am an asshole! Do I have a good understanding of people, not really I can talk to anyone, talk about anything you want and still hold a conversation but most people just confuse the shit out of me.

 

At work, I understand the pressure we work under, I understand when some one calls me a motherfucker it means I'm a nice guy, and should they say fuck you Troy I know that my food I need will be ready in a minute. I understand why we dry hump each other, why we give good games (a pat on the ass), high fives and will watch the other person station why they have a smoke. I understand the food and how to make, how to make that steak melt in your mouth, and that yes a well-done steak is going in the microwave should you send it back. I know how to debone a chicken; cut steaks and that sometimes you need a 10 second rule instead of a 5.

 

Outside of all of that I don't really know much at all, I can't tell you why women get mad when you tell them they can't drive worth a shit, or why they take so long to fix their hair or even what most of them are saying to me at times all I hear when the game is on is blah blah blah. I don't know why guys do most of the stuff they do either, but I really don't pay that much attention to it. I know the reason I do most things and 90% of the time it is because it is fun, and I wanted to.

 

I am always thinking about food in some way, shape, or form, how can I make this, what would go good with this and what about building a bar in this location. When I go to the store I always look at the meat selection and then in my free time (which is a lot right now) write down ideas for recipes, along with some blogs or just personal ideas (of which not all are to bad).

 

So please do get to upset when you ask what I'm thanking about and I go off on a tear about a better way to make prime rib.

 

Welcome to my world where food, fun and some crazy adventure tend to go hand and hand.

The idea of cooking a hand cut New York strip to a perfect medium rare topped with a mushroom demi-glaze severed with a twice-baked cheddar potato and fresh steamed broccoli covered with garlic butter sauce

Sounds good right? With every bite it just melts in your mouth and takes your mind of what deadlines need to be met at work, what bills need to be paid and that fight you and your wife just had about parking the car.

That people go home and night and crave your meals, so working in a 110-degree heat for 12 long hours and no time to get a cigarette. Working on 20 to 30 different other orders all cooked differently and still need to be ready in 12 minutes as 15 different people talk to you in 4 different languages most of which you don't understand. Need more pressure, I would hope your not claustrophobic, that you can have 3 to 4 different people bumping into you screaming your name or whatever else they maybe calling you at the time. I hope the sight of blood doesn't turn your head and I'm not talking about blood from a fresh cut steak, I mean yours or even the guys next to you. Then what about that burn you just got because your sauté guy just touch you with a 400 degree pan, these scars are the battle marks of most great chef's.

Who in there right mind would want to work in this over stressed, criminal minded, sexist and cruel environment where you have to act like a caged wolverine to survive.

We do this for the love of the food, the pressure that makes us want to grab someone by their neck and shake them until something rattles lose, for the brothers in arms and more importantly because it is in our blood.

If you can't bleed your passion then trust me someone else will.

You're the cause of my sleepless nights, the smell of your skin is like that of summer roses, that I would be more then happy to cut down and destroy so it doesn't remind me of you.

 

But that smell of your skin stains my sheets and pillows, it flows through my house and I don't want to forget it because with every smell it reminds me of your eyes.

 

Your eyes always so full of life and the stars that are burning bright yet you still close your eyes to hide those stars from the world.

 

I would gladly live in a world of clouds and rain so I could never look into the night sky again, because it always reminds me of your eyes.

 

Touching of your skin is finer then any silk ever made; it was no wonder why I slept so sound in your arms.

 

All those things remind me of how you became this canvas I started so long ago, the nights when it started out just as playful touching, using our fingers to slowly trace designs along your back, and finishing at your navel.

 

Using your elegant smooth body as a canvas for designs that I wish could only be as beautiful as you.

 

How many times did we lay there just touching each other, then it takes me to that night where we used body paint on each other, using our hands and bodies as paint brushes.

 

Covering each other with the paint just to see how much we could get upon the other one, to see what designs our bodies made as we came together, touched and held each other like it was our first and last time.

 

Then we took our turns actually turning each other's bodies into the others canvas, placing tattoos on the other one, in places that only had meaning to us, to show us how much pain and pleasure we both took from it,

 

To always know when we looked at them what we had together,

 

Something that no one else ever did for us, or could understand.

 

So every time we lay here touching each other, kissing each other, drawing those designs on the other's skin and whispering I love you over our tattoo's just proving to each other what we are willing to do,

 

That not only did we give our blood, our hearts and our bodies to for this love.

 

We don't own each other, we came together for a reason, a reason that only we understand, we belong together, and no one will ever make us as happy as we are when we are together.

 

So yes you are my canvas for the greatest artwork I have ever done, both of us being able to show everyone what the other one means,

 

I have never seen a picture and touched artwork as priceless as you,

 

I fear more about losing this canvas, never being able to finish the work we started together.

 

So I will do everything I can to keep you, everything you ever wanted I would do.