So two days before Friday, which would be Wednesday, my friend Richard got hold of two free tickets to see Jimmy Buffett at the Nikon at Jones Beach Theater in Wantagh, New York. These were great seats: Orchestra, Row S, Seats 1 and 2, $156 apiece. When he called me, it was a given: We were going. I mean, hell, this is Jimmy Buffett, king of the Laid-Backs, ambassador of the Conch Republic. The only catch? Richard wanted to watch from his boat, anchored in Zach’s Bay, next to the amphitheater, where Buffett fans with boats raft-up and party. So we ditched the tix idea and planned a boat trip.