As I read through my past perplexing posts, I wonder sometimes if you two readers understand them. Hell, I don't either. What with the technical details, obscure references, mangled syntax, and vexing vocabulary, It merrily meanders through the dry dusty desert of my thoughts (when I have them-sometimes it meanders without their encumbrance) and transcribes them to this painful pitiful pratfall attempt at communication. Thanks to Ken for liking Emily's painting on the opening page. Also, thanks, Budge for correcting me on the length of Boatsmith's Ariki, "Bazinga". It's 46'. I thought it was 52'. Mixing it up with another boat, probably a Tehini or something. Anyway, mine's 38'. I know that part. Budge is strangely intrigued with accuracy in mathematics lately. I am strangely intrigued with inaccurate math lately. I guess my brain turned to mush this vacation. Indolence has succumbed to our guilt so we gotta go back. I had another dentist excursion with Dr. Dave. I keep chippin' 'em; he keeps fixin' 'em. My life, the short version. Oh, time for a picture.................Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
The clock locked............. a project many years procrastinated and postponed. I expanded the mortise, reversed the escutcheon, filled in part of the old keyhole, sanded and varnished the venerable, hundred year old case to protect the chippy veneer. Time keeps on slippin', slippin'............................... We travel Wednesday and will be where the stars at night are big and bright (clapclapclapclap) deep in the heart of........on Thursday. . You think this week's post is crummy, wait until next week's. On to big beams, perplexing pods and peculiar posts to this blog.
The Music♫: Dan Hicks without His Hot Licks "I Scare Myself"
Another one gone. Thanks for the music, Dan. My place in line keeps moving up!!!!!!
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