Lightening bolts crashing into Whitefish Bay illuminated Capn's furrowed brow, reflected a glint of fear in the Capn's eye. Even lunatics have their limits. So this morning's swim was rescheduled for 6PM tonight.
But any hope that he had sobered up was dashed by his stark raving mad tirade about his plan to do both the Aquathon and Bastille run Thursday evening. Whatever.
Tuesday and Wednesday I will be in Door County, hopefully swimming in the warm waters of Green Bay. So it will be up to the rest of you to keep Cap'n sober and out of the brig while I'm gone.
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