Bearin’s: The Book

Want a copy? I’ll even scrawl something on it for you!

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Write down exactly what you’d like scrawled on your book(s) and check it twice – just like Santa Claus – okay? (‘Cause if you tell me the wrong thing to say, or spell your favorite uncle’s name wrong, I ain’t going to know the difference, chummy.) Or, if you’d like to take your chances, I’ll just write whatever pops into my head at that moment. Ha!

Twenty Years of Bulkhead Wisdom, Quiet Smiles, Belly Laughs, and Good Ol’ Salty Tears

One of the constants since I came ashore from offshore lobstering has been my monthly “Bearin’s” column in Commercial Fisheries News (CFN). Now, even though CFN is a publication for … well … commercial fishermen, oddly enough, I’ve managed to write about an awful lot of stuff that didn’t have much to do with lobsters, bait, boats, or chewing tobacco. I mean, there’s some of that stuff here and there, but most of my columns have more to do with life and the living of it.

I’ve written about friends and family; love and loss; dogs and cats; guitars and one-stringed banjos. I’ve written essays about some pretty personal feelings and I’ve written fictional stuff that includes a cast of odd-but-likeable recurring characters. Quite often there’s foolishness afoot; sometimes things get pretty serious; but in the end, there’s usually a little bit of salt water handy – and we know that’s the cure for just about anything, right?

Anyhow, I’ve been banging these “Bearin’s” columns out since 1988 and a few years ago decided (with the help of good buddy and CFN publisher Rick Martin) to gather up some of them into a book. I hand-picked 65 of the rascals out of the first 20 years’ worth (you do the math), lined ‘em up (pretty much) in chronological order, and wrote new intros/explanations/apologies for each chapter.

How’d it come out? Well, I think it’s pretty good – plus it’s printed on very absorbent paper. Actually, I’m not very good at self-promotion, so I’ll let someone else do the talking for a bit:

“I invite you to put your hand on the cover of this book, close your eyes and see if you can feel its heart beating. If you do, then try laughing a bit, too. Now you’re in the spirit of Brian Robbins, telling his tales that will make you laugh so hard you’ll have to lay down on the couch, but eventually he’ll also get you right where it counts as you feel his spirit in the depths of your heart.”
– Randy Olson, Ph.D. (a.k.a. “Doc Urchin”); scientist-turned- filmmaker; author of Don’t Be Such a Scientist: Talking Substance in an Age of Style

Okay, that’s enough of that. (Thanks, Doc.)

Now here’s the deal: right here on this little ol’ website is the place to get your own personalized copy of “Bearin’s: The Book” – or better yet, get a buttload of them and take care of your Christmas list in one fell swoop. Know somebody who could use a little bit of Maine? A few laughs? Some observations on life, death, and the art of mooning? An adjustable shim for that pesky bureau that’s always had a wobble? Then “Bearin’s: The Book” is just what the doctor ordered.

$17.95

+ $5.15 Shipping and tax where applicable
Write down exactly what you’d like scrawled on your book(s) and check it twice – just like Santa Claus – okay? (‘Cause if you tell me the wrong thing to say, or spell your favorite uncle’s name wrong, I ain’t going to know the difference, chummy.) Or, if you’d like to take your chances, I’ll just write whatever pops into my head at that moment. Ha!

Text you want scrawled in the book:


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