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Kenton Geer
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Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
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“The sea may be your lover, but she is not your friend. You cannot safely turn your back to her. Her loyalty is that of an ex- wife, her characteristics more of a new mistress; she will bring you to your highest peaks, but beware for on the other side of the high ground lie valleys of unspeakable misery. Her mind games are second to none. She will lead you down darker alleys of your mind than you ever knew existed within. She will make you question all that you are.”
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
“Mother Nature had blessed her with the customary rear-end one expects of a Brazilian smokeshow. However, her chest was ornamented by a beautiful set of
bolt-ons, arguably the only thing man has crafted better than the hand of God.”
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
bolt-ons, arguably the only thing man has crafted better than the hand of God.”
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
“At night, fishermen are paid for their hard work with one of the Pacific’s greatest views—the gates to the heavens above. Hawaii’s remoteness to the rest of the world leaves the skies unpolluted by man’s industrial byproducts and artificial light known on the mainland. A man can actually look back in time when he gets far enough away from the shores of Hawaii and leaves modern society behind. He will find a sky above him before the hustle and bustle of mankind, a place where a stunning display of rhythmically twinkling stars are the norm and planets lay boldly pronounced. Shooting stars are commonplace and so is the humbling feeling a man gets when looking at this masterpiece before him. The boat churns up neon-green phosphoresce that glows in the water below like fireflies. When the ocean is calm enough and the moon dark enough, it is completely impossible to tell where the earth ends and where the heavens begin.”
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
“You can spend a lifetime at sea. Your present and past surround you as sure as the salt air. One does not stare out to the horizon and eventually not see themselves staring back. The farther we go out to sea, the deeper we go inside our mind. The spirit of the ocean is a living, breathing thing, as alive as any of the creatures who inhabit her waters above and below.”
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
“When one looks at the horizon above any body of water for long enough, they often find self-reflection in the distance.”
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
“We got to the casino and ordered some drinks. We then walked around, drinking and losing. We had some drinks at the craps table and lost money there. We had some drinks at the slot machines and lost a little more over there. Our drinking and money lasted longer at the blackjack tables, but even there our drinks and winning streak dried up. The more we drank, the flirtier we became. Although I was hemorrhaging money like crazy, I was the luckiest guy in the casino.”
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
“Fishermen don’t play to fold. They will always play the bluff no matter how hard things get. We throw the dice no matter how broke or how leveraged we may be. Like any true gambler, we know the dice will eventually get hot again if we throw them hard enough. It’s just a matter of surviving long enough to throw them enough times to find a winning streak”
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
“I followed all the advice my mind could compute and digested it to the best of my ability. I’d run, work out, eat healthy, and then swallow a fifth of whiskey. The man cave below my home began to look like a recycling center for Crown Royal and Jack Daniels distilleries. I discovered that empty whiskey bottles made an eerily satisfying thud when stacked up like cordwood. The sturdy glass was much thicker and stronger than my own skin, and I admired their resilience to outside forces.”
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
― Vicious Cycle: Whiskey, Women, and Water
