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Vibe with us on the 4th of July 2023 at Bass Lake Waterfront Marina Bar & Grill

Come and enjoy the best seat in the house with lakefront :

• Fireworks
• Dinner
• Dancing
• Kids Games
• Live Music . . .

. . . Pre-Fireworks Live Music by Third Rock, 7 PM to 9 PM + Fireworks at 9 PM – 9:30 PM.

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BASS LAKE 4TH OF JULY FIREWORKS 2023 DINNER ON THE LAKE

ENJOY LIVE MUSIC, FAMILY FUN, AND GAMES FOR THE KIDS, AT THE BASS LAKE 4TH OF JULY FIREWORKS 2023 MARINA BAR & GRILL DINNER ON THE LAKE.

DOORS OPEN AT 6:30 PM JULY 4TH 2023

* FIREWORKS DINNER

* LIVE MUSIC BY THIRD ROCK

* FIREWORKS

* AND A GOOD ‘OL TIME

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DINNER MENU BASS LAKE 4TH OF JULY FIREWORKS

DOORS OPEN AT 6:30 PM JULY 4TH 2023

APPETIZERS

• CHICKEN WINGS
• GOAT CHEESE CHEESE PLATE WITH HONEY DRIZZLE,TOAST POINTS & TOMATO JAM

DINNER

• BBQ CHICKEN BREASTS
• MEXICAN STREET CORN
• CAESAR SALAD
• GREENS BEANS
• RICE
• MAC N CHEESE
• FRUIT SALAD
• DINNER ROLLS
• DESSERT OF WHITE / CHOCOLATE CAKE

* DOORS OPEN @ 6:30 PM

* FIREWORKS @ 9 PM

Come Experience This Great Family Event . . .

. . . join us for Bass Lake 4th of July Fireworks 2023, dinner on the lake, followed by an unobstructed, ‘over the water’ view of the world famous Bass Lake Fireworks show for 2023.

Bring your family and friends to enjoy ‘Marinaville’, where Margaritaville meets the Mountains . . .

. . . at the MARINA BAR & GRILL WHERE THE VIBES AND FOOD ARE GREAT.

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Private event with limited seating. Tax applied at checkout (what’s America without a tax :). 18% Gratuity applied to all sales.

PARTIES OF LESS THAN 4 MAY BE SEATED TOGETHER.

TICKETS REQUIRED FOR ENTRY FOR ALL GUESTS. SORRY, ABSOLUTELY NO REFUNDS. ANY and ALL seating requires a full priced ticket (adults or Children). If you are barred from the property, purchasing a ticket will not permit entry. You will be denied entry without refund.

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My wife said get the Bar and Grill open this week.  I said no, I’m busy. She looked at the couch. 

So I guess I’m opening the Bar and Grill this week. 

She said we’re going to call it a “Grand” opening.  I’m not so sure it’s Grand, it’s really just an opening.  Is every day after that not Grand?  And why not? 

Actually it’s a several-grand-opening, ’cause that’s what it took to get it open.  My wife also called it a soft opening this week.  Are all other openings hard?  I asked her, can’t we combine the two? 

What if we had a Grand Soft Opening?  Or a Hard Grand opening?  She didn’t like that.  The couch is really comfy. 

Anyway, we’re open at The Marina Bar and Grill.  Live music every day and every night starting Friday, May 26th.  Great food, great service, great vibes.  Stop by if you get the chance.  It’ll be grand, I promise.

Tom, Tammy, Daytona, North and Ben

     Weddings are costly.  Recently, my daughter got married.  Giving away my daughter was hard. It was painfuI.  It was a grand event, a happy event, don’t get me wrong.  Drinks and dancing, flowers and cake.  You know…you’ve been to a wedding or two.  The next morning is usually a tough one for all of us.  But that’s not the pain I’m talking about.  Staying out of all the decision making process with my wife and daughter was hard.  But that’s not the pain I’m talking about.  Acting like every idea they had was the best idea ever, nodding my head like a bobble doll was painful.   But that’s not the pain I’m talking about. Glueing a permanent smile to my face to keep the ladies happy was painful.  But that’s not the pain I’m talking about.  

     The pain I’m talking about is personal.  I’m talking about ending my relationship with my three best friends.  After the wedding, I realized I needed to take a break from these guys for a while. They were out of control. They had way too much alcohol, too much cake, too much food.  These were good friends that I have known since I was 18.  They were there for me every step of the way, day or night. I did many things with these guys, good and bad.  Went to good restaurants together, strippers in Vegas, skydiving in Hawaii.  We were close.  You know my three friends too.  In fact, I’ll bet they have been there for you from time to time.  

     I’m talking about Visa, MC and American Express.  These guys just sucked me dry. They were leeches on my neck.  Every time I got the card out to pay, I heard a giant sucking sound.  You know the sound… it’s the one you hear at a drive through bank when you put your paycheck in that plastic tube and watch it suck right up to the sky.  Bye Bye paycheck.  

     The ladies wanted an open bar.  Sure my little princess, anything for you.  They wanted lots of flowers.  Absolutely my little flower.  A three tiered cake?  Why not?  I mean, you are my little peach.  Steak or salmon for our guests?  Of course my lovely little muffin.  Some of the family can’t afford to come out, can we help them?  Why not, I mean, somebody’s gotta eat all this steak and cake with my sweet little girl.  A DJ?  A Band?  Why not both?  I mean, there’s still room on the dance floor.  I think.

     Weddings are costly.  Wedding planners are costly too.  They’re ATM machines on overtime.  Weddings are Wells Fargo Armored Cars, and I’m just the driver.  They’re emotional licenses to steal.  The best car salesmans’ got nuttin’ on my wedding planner.  Our wedding planner was a professional hitman.  Our wedding planner used a gun.  But it wasn’t filled with lead bullets.  It was filled with emotional bullets.  She shot out small little sayings like a hypnotist trying to extract information from me for a crime 30 years ago.  Sayings like, “She’s your only daughter”.  “Your family will remember this forever.”  “You only get married once” (I wanted to fire back and say “not in today’s world”, but I didn’t want to sleep on the couch). She was good.  If I ever wanted to take someone out, you know, mafia style, I would use her.  She would bankrupt them to death.  She would find out things about their family that would kill them.  It would be a clean hit.  Heck, She put me in the witness protection program.    

Weddings are costly.  I was on a first name basis with this lady in India extending my credit.  I applied for additional cards, and used those cards to make the payments on my existing cards.  She was great.  She even gave me a few recipes.  I think my granddaughter should be named after her.  Or maybe we’ll name her Visa. 

My daughter and her husband are going to do great things.  Me, I’m just gonna change my name and move to an unknown location.

Have a great summer,

Tom, Tammy and Fammy   

Wishing you and yours all the best in 2023!!!

Tommy, Tammy, and Fammy

Come to Bass Lake and Meet District 5 Supervisorial Candidate Bobby Macauley!

Meet, Greet, and Eat!

• FREE Food
• FREE Drinks
• FREE Raffle
• FREE Live Music with Eddie Guzman
• When : October 17th, 2022 5:30 to 7:30 PM
• Where : Bass Lake Marina Bar & Grill In The Pines Village at 54406 Rd 432, Bass Lake Ca 93604

Come have some fun! See you here.

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Experience Fantastic Fireworks, Family, Food, and Fun at the Bass Lake 4th Of July Fireworks 2022 Buffet Dinner On The Lake . . .

. . . All-You-Can-Eat Buffet, Live Music, Dancing, Face Painting, Fireworks. Pre-Fireworks Live Music by Third Rock, 7 PM to 9 PM + .Fireworks at 9 PM – 9:30 PM.

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. . . Join us for THE all-you-can-eat, Melt-In-Your-Mouth Buffet, with Pulled Pork Sandwiches, Garlic Herb Chicken, Shrimp Kebobs, Veggie Kebobs, Garlic Parmesan Orzo Pasta, Baked Beans, Greek Salad, Potato Salad, Watermelon Salad, Bread, And Dessert, followed by an unobstructed, front row, ‘over the water’ view of the world famous Bass Lake Fireworks show for 2022.

Bring your family and friends to enjoy ‘Marinaville’, where Margaritaville meets the Mountains . . .

. . . Marina Bar And Grill, Where The Vibes And Food Are Great . . .

BOOK YOUR FIREWORKS DINNER SEATS NOW

Private event with limited seating. Tax applied at checkout (what’s America without a tax :). 18% Gratuity applied to all sales.

TICKETS REQUIRED FOR ENTRY FOR ALL GUESTS. SORRY, ABSOLUTELY NO REFUNDS. If you are barred from the property, purchasing a ticket will not permit entry. You will be denied entry without refund.

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Memorial Day weekend is here! So let’s start having fun early . . .

. . . Boat Rentals 8 to 8, Lakefront Bar and Grill 12 to 9 with Live Music Nightly, Great Service, Great Food, Great Vibes, Great Fun.

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 Memorial Day is about the freedom they give us, the rights they protect, the life some gave. We will never forget.

A Moment of Gratitude this Memorial Day for All Our Fallen Heroes.

Sharing gratitude and sweet memories of all our fallen heroes. A HUGE thank you for your service and sacrifice!!! We will never forget you.

It sucks getting old. I’m feeling my age.

The wisdom part is not so bad, but the body needs a tune-up.

Not that I have wisdom, but since that’s the assumption, I’m going to go with it.

I’m now 60, but I still think of myself as 18.

In my head, as I attempt stupid shit like painting from the top step of an extension ladder, or riding my dirt bike, I am constantly reminded that I am NOT 18.

The reality is my body is 60, responds like a 60 year old, and often results in an injury as a result of a miscalculated effort or a mistake.

Ok, truth be told…there is no miscalculation, I am relatively certain I’m going to get hurt, yet I do it anyway.

Pretty much 4 of the 5 body’s senses have left my body. They’re kinda on a vacation. They’re having an ‘out of body experience’, never to return. I have to learn to accept it, but I can’t.

Again, I still think I am 18.

But then I look in the mirror. Ouch! The only thing in the mirror that’s 18 is my IQ.

I can’t really see without my glasses, yet I hate wearing glasses, so I just don’t see. Tried contacts, just couldn’t do it.

You see, I’m OCD (Occipital Challenged Dummy). I don’t like shit on my body, never have. I could do an episode of Naked and Afraid. Especially the afraid part.

I don’t like necklaces, watches, tattoos, size identifying tags on my shirts, belts…nothing. Not even rings. But a ring on my left ring finger is better than a baseball bat to the head, so I wear a wedding ring, if you ‘get my drift’.

Oh, sorry, I got side tracked; back to poor eyesight. I can’t see. I just put up with a blur of an image and pretend to see.

BUT, instead of glasses, I’ve got kids. I just hold my phone up to their face, and ask ‘what does this say’. And I get an answer. It’s kinda like Alexa, without the intrusion.

Or in a restaurant, I just ask them what the total is, and I get an answer. Fast, easy, and I don’t have to look for my glasses.

My kids are my seeing eye dogs. I make them wear little red jackets in the airport so they fly free. Sometimes I use a leash.

Maybe I’ll try Lasik. That’s one bill I don’t want to see.

I really don’t hear that well. Too many rock concerts when I was younger. I went to a lot of concerts. Now I know why the seats in front of the speakers were so cheap.

After the concert, we’d jump in the teardrop window shaggin’ waggin’ and play the same music we just heard on the 8-track even louder. Dumb, dumb, dumb.

I pretend to hear…I nod my head, use safe words like uh huh, right, and haha. But I don’t know what the hell you are saying.

I’m getting good at lip- reading though. If I can catch every other word, and maybe lip-read a word or two, I just may understand you.

Not doin’ hearing aids yet. I’m just going without hearing very well.

Don’t get me wrong, I hear you. I just don’t know what you are saying. It’s kinda’ like signing up for Babble, in which English is a new language for me.

When you’re speaking to me, it’s like you’re speaking in tongues.

It’s like I joined a religious cult, and I have to turn to the King James version for translation, which is, again, my kids. I just turn to my kids and ask, ‘what did they say’? And I get an answer.

If there’s an accent, forget about it. I probably have no idea what you are saying.

Or if I’m watching a Nascar race, forget about it. I catch about every eighth word at a Nascar race. I just look at the pretty cars.

My wife takes every opportunity to place hearing aid solicitations everywhere. I pretend I don’t hear them.

Maybe I’ll sign up for Babble, and ask for English. English is a new language for me. Maybe Babble has a lip-reading app.

Maybe I’ll try Lasik.

I don’t smell very well either. That has its good points and its bad points.

The good is when something smells really foul, it doesn’t bother me like it seems to bother other people. I can clean a toilet with the best of ’em. I can climb in a dumpster and look for that cell phone. No worries, I got you.

The bad is when I am asked to smell something, I have to lie. Or I lie up front based on past experiences.

As I walk into the house and see my wife cooking, I go into programming mode and blurt out “smells good, what’s for dinner”?

Except one time I did that and she caught me. She was boiling water for pasta. I should’ve looked. She got me. Have I told you my wife’s really smart?

Maybe I’ll try lasik.

My taste left the building with Elvis.

In 2020, I got Covid and have not tasted anything like ‘back in the day’. It’s good at times ’cause when my wife cooks, I eat anything (don’t show her this).

Or when a hot sauce or pepper is challenging me, I can handle it with the best of them.

I can go over to Aunt Ester’s house and finish my plate. Even if she left the wrapper on the chicken, I can eat it.

I really should go on Naked and Afraid, because I could eat those grubs. Protein from worms, no problem.

If only I could see what I was eating, maybe I could associate past taste in my 18 IQ brain and get some flavor from sight-associated memory.

Maybe I’ll try Lasik.

See you this summer…oh, wait…

Tom, Tammy and Fammy

Happy New Year 2022!!!