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Dad

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I’ve been thinking about my dad, today. Dad and me with our 1978 land yachts in 1984, 8 months before he died.    I had bought mine used in Oklahoma City.    And when he visited me there, he loved it so much, he traded in his brand spanking new ‘84 Chrysler even up for his 6 yr old burgundy Toronado.    He hated that Chrysler, but it was the biggest one he could find that year and was still too small for his long legs.    Also, according to his definition, it was not a full size car.    Apparently it needed to be 18’ long and weigh in excess of 4,500 lbs in order to be considered full sized…  It had to be a 1978 Toro, because 1978 was the last year they were “full sized.” My favorite story about my dad was that he used to call my great great grandfather,    the stupidest man who ever lived. Because he came to this country from Germany as a master cabinet maker.    He arrived by boat in Chicago during its boom years.    A master cabinet maker could have made a fortune. But instead, he b
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Time to Get Doing Something Worth Writing…

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 It’s been just a hair over 18 months since I’ve posted here.  Originally I started this blog, because I wanted to get in the habit of writing for a project I’ve been working on.  In 2020, I thought we were getting close to launch.  Apparently not, because here I still sit.   In the meanwhile, I dropped all the dating sites, because as you could see, that was going so well.  I started working on myself, improving my spirituality and connection to source.  In a word, becoming the best I can be.  I’m not here to share that process, either.  For that is a unique journey for each of us to find our path.  I will simply encourage you to look inside yourself to find the power of one. You are everything you need.  God made you the way you are for a reason.  Find it. As we come into the summer of 2022, we are coming into a period of tremendous upheaval and change.   But, I do think the impending changes will be the catalyst that finally launches my project and the need to start writing again.  
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Barb from NC

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  Dec 15, 2020 Barb sent you a smile 11:28 AM Hi Barb, Thank you for the smile. You realize you're seven hours away, right? Normally I'd write a nice polite thank you, compliment you and try to be gracious. Because it's always an honor when a lady reaches out. But, I like your smile.  You have a kind and happy face. So I find myself asking, What's her plan? Surely you're not randomly smiling at cute guys whose profiles catch your eye? With much anticipation, Tim 11:43 AM   Nice to meet you here can you give me you number so we can get to know more about each other as well and see where the future hold us to 11:44 AM See, the thing is, there is such a thing as cat fishing. Apparently Harvesting phone numbers for nefarious purposes. That combined with the fact that your grammar indicates English as a second language, leads me to believe you're not Barb from North Carolina. More like Abdul from Nigeria. So, there's that. I really would rather
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An ad for aging...

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  So, dinner tonight, some rotisserie chicken and half a can of split pea with ham soup. As I'm spooning the rather thick coagulation of peas out of the can, I flash to a mental image of times past when I spooned canned dog food out for my puppies. Usually when they were sick. Because mostly they ate dry kibble.   And then in almost immediate succession that mental image dissolved into a shot from a Public Service Announcement on elder hunger that I saw once a long time ago... In it, an elderly gentleman carefully spoons and measures a thick coagulation of what appears to be roast beef in dog food form, into a bowl. After which he microwaves and sits down to eat it.       And it occurred to me, I have become an ad on aging... The good news is, I'm not hungry. The chicken and Pea soup were Magnifico...   And my abode doesn't suck.     -- Much Love
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The Great Screens Procrastination errr Project...

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So, my boat is 37 years old. While its lovely lines and stout engine attracted me, the resulting purchase has evolved into a series of projects necessary before I can cruise her full time.  This is the story of the Great Screens Procrastination errr, Project. We had a brutal summer.  Nearly 12 straight weeks of 100+ heat indexes with virtually no sea breeze.  And anyone who's ever lived by the sea knows what a difference a sea breeze makes.  In late June/Early July I was on the hard for nearly a month with what started out to be a simple bottom job...  But, while you're at it, why don't you replace the prop shaft, too!  And things deteriorated from there.  The good news is, that most of that month was waiting for parts.  So, my yard bill was only double what I had anticipated, not quadrupled, as it could have been.  And, we got a lot done.  About the only major concern at this point is possibly needing to replace the heat exchanger soon.  And whether or not the tranny will
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Another Mini Romance...

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  Brigantine Okay, so you’re 5.5 hours away. Somewhat problematic for a developing relationship. But Tim, (the INTJ Mastermind) has worked out a solution… It helps, that we’re both retired and presumably not tied to a schedule. So, here goes... I’ll come over and see you. We meet. Have a few laughs and decide, “yeah, I’d like to try this.” So, I’ll bring you back to St. Aug. in my vehicle. Leaving your vehicle in place for later. We’ll come back to St. Aug. jump in the boat and cruise around FL to Milton. Which will only take five or six weeks. By the end of which, we will either hate each other or be bonded like bunnies. Maybe eagles, would be a better choice, since eagles are monogamous… But, Bunnies was alliterative, so I went with that… Assuming we make it to Milton alive and not at each other’s throats, you drive me back to St.Aug. To pick up my car and just like that I’m moved. Deal? 904.xxx.xxxx Sep 25 11:09 AM Brigantine Just for the record, before
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RIP Glenn

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Glenn's Friend Randy, cleaning up  Glenn's dinghy.  So Glenn's daughter can use it to get out to the boat where it lies at anchor.  So, Glenn died sometime last week.  Date of death has not been determined.  He was found yesterday in his boat, dead approximately 5-8 days. Glenn was a fellow live-aboard boater, I met 3.5 years ago.  He was  3 days older than me.  Glenn had been living aboard his boat for many years at that point, already.  Had quit his job and gone sailing.  A stroke (within weeks of mine) disabled him to the point where he couldn't work again.  And he spent several years fighting to achieve disability payments for his inability to work.   Those payments were finally approved about a year ago, including five years back pay. Life had suddenly gotten very good for Glen.  His attitude changed from one of anger and an air of supremacy to one of kindness and openness to his fellow man.  He was still a motor mouth know it all, which I'll forgive him for. 
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