#14 JULY EMAIL TO PAUL


-----Original Message-----
From: David Art [mailto:sci7@knorr.whoi.edu]
Sent: Wednesday, July 12, 2001 5:36 PM
To: Jameson, Paul
Subject: Re: your website?



thanks bud.


how are things there? stock dropped, news of layoffs, do I still have a
job? should i come back or go ahead and purchase that marlinspike I've
been looking at?

Justy told me that the jugglers got beat for the first time this season by
a 16yr old team!  I gotta get back there and save them.

Swam today in 16,000 feet of water and couldn't see the bottom. the second
trap did not release so tomorrow we’re gonna drag for it. last ditch.
bummer. 

Things are hot here, long hours, no storm. lot's of work and the newness
has worn off, I’m ready to be by a pool, drinking mai'tai's.  Why am I
stuck on this boat?

chow baby
by the way, i haven't worn socks since i left the airport in gran canaries
so they be very dry!


still having some fun.

D

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