I’m sure everyone has heard by now what has happened to the Captain JP and the beloved Rust Anchor. A goddam travesty.
A booze cruise and a bar got washed away in one fell swoop and it was a pretty helpless situation for some of us alcoholics out here.
I would have poured one out for the good ole Rusty Anchor and the Captain JP, but that would have meant wasting booze. I’m not in the business of wasting alcohol. What I did instead, was grab my camera, went down to the Corning Preserve (I always fuck up and call it the reserve, but I digress) and snapped a few picks of the epic Captain JP’s crash into the railroad bridge. Boy was that a sight to see.
Then, like any other entrepreneur, I jumped in my car, ran over to Walmart, printed those bitches up, slapped them in frames and put them up for sale. So, whoever is interested in some original shit show artwork of Capital Region history, reach out to us and I’ll sell ya a nice 11″ by 14″ print of a sick shot I took myself. It will look great above the mantle or might be a great gift for Valentines Day for that one person you love the most.
Nothing says I love you more than a framed pic of a booze cruise stuck in a railroad bridge. It’s a perfect metaphor for the love you have with your significant other, you’re stuck there until it sinks.
I also heard it was an aphrodisiac.
Supplies are limited so it’s first come first serve. Email us to claim yours!