Entry #5 Boats and Ukuleles Prologue

There once was a grizzled ol' prospector, quaintly named Gus, or Guz, depending on how many teeth you have...And this grizzled ol' prospector was unlike many other grizzled ol' prospectors, in the fact that he was very successful at what he did.  And what he did was stay alive for years.  For you see, this grizzled ol' prospector was a little over 200 years old.  No one knows how he managed to stay alive, or remain as energetic as he is, but the fact is, that he is indeed over 200 years old, and is very energetic, and is grizzled, and is ol'.  Now the fascinating aspect of all this is that absolutely no one knows anything about this man's first 150 years of life.  There were some ol' newspapers found in Nebrasky(what he calls Nebraska) of him cutting the gutters of some hookers at a saloon in Omaha.  Another thing that's known of the man named Gus is that during the dust bowl, which he initially thought was a major sporting match up, he hitched out west to Cali-Forn-I-Eh, to make it in hollywood, but became entranced by the life of a greasy ol' fisherman, and began hunting hump back whales off the coast of San Francisco.  Suffice to say this grizzled ol' fella has lived a full life.  But the thing is there's 20-50 year gaps in the story of his life.  We know about his life in the 1870's where he was indeed a prospector, and we know of his life in the 1920's.  No one really knew of him until about a year ago when he resurfaced on the shores of North Dakota.  It frankly made no sense.  And it was so dazed that the people who found him at a local bar couldn't make heads or tails of the man's tale.  His teeth have been completely replaced with the gold he struck in the 1870's, his clothes are dusty from the dust bowl he escaped, and his breath reeks of fish that he ate when on the open sea.  However, the question still remains.  How is the man still alive at such an age, and what other marvelous events and activities has this man lives through and partaken in.  For the last 15 days this grizzled ol' prospector has been living in the hull of my house eating nothing my liquefied raw meet, and drinking the water from my lead piping.  If anything, he should be dead 5 times over.  But instead he just sits there, in his dating clothing, dazzling smile, and rank breath, sucking me and my pipes dry.(To Be Continued...Eventually)