With the passage of time, I feel blessed on the ability to reflect upon it. Musicians greater than I that I admired and respected have died young or younger than I of overdoses ( the correct and proper way for musicians to die), or prostrate cancer (awwwwww, Frank). Now, Bob receives the Nobel Prize for literature. He deserves it. Chuck Berry releases his first album in 38 years announced on his 90th birthday. Me? Here I sit, lauded by no one, with a half finished boat and no prize! That pretty much sums it up. I feel grateful that my adoring (ignoring, rather) public (two guys) continue to glimpse into my affairs and glean meaning in their lives................."Hey, look at these idiots: I'm sure glad I'm not them!"
I know why nobody reads my blog. Nobody reads at all! It's too hard. Everyone wants vicarious videos- no work involved. Ben spent the week trying to get his computer to work after Budge gave him a video in a different format and he lunched his laptop trying to find a program to convert it. His computer is currently stuck in a perpetual boot loop thanks to loup-garou software. He is at wit's end, a regular boot scoot, fruit loop, loup-garou trouble shoot, and is ready to seek professional help for him and the machine. He had a video close to being ready.
To begin the week, I fell off the short stepladder. I placed the 3 step ladder too close to the beam and went up with epoxy in one hand and a brush in the other. I leaned back and started to lose my balance. It's a short duration of time to decide what to do. Try to put the epoxy down? Drop everything and stabilize yourself? Aw, too late, just fall. It was just two steps on the ladder. I'm OK. All of us have fallen at one point or another. It is dangerous stuff, this catamaran construction. Be careful out there.