It's not a boat; it's a continuing conceptual art project involving the intertwining of the passage of time, the eroding of ideals, the conversion of materials, the transformation of an individual and the chaos that results (hey, that's a sitcom). The basic principles: dreaming, reality, execution, and metamorphosis convert a pile of materials and the individual into a boat and a confused captain. Damn, more drivel...... even I cannot stand it. Forget it! On to the boat!
August, the hot month, so what did it do? Cooled down a bit. It dipped to the lower 90's. On to the boat!
Saturday night. I'm off to a concert: Los Texmaniacs; Flaco Jimenez is coming, too. This blog may be late. How would you know? I won't publish it until it's finished. OK, now on to the boat!
OK, I'm back. It's 1:20 AM and I will have to write it in the morning. How was the show? Another one of those great performances that is special and you'd rather not share, unlike the annoying cellphone toters badly documenting the experience while missing it. The lady next to me must have checked her phone 20 times during the show. Now on to the bed.
I have been here four years!! Blogging my butt off. Time to wet this thing. On to the boat, again!