dreamin'. dreamin'.. dreami....
maybe should just quit lookin' @ sailboat rags:/
battery in the buick has crossed over. piranha's don't kill you like sharks; it's the collective of many a wound to which you eventually succumb.
on the up side, been researching the upcoming land purchase for the portion of the day i've been back screenfront (had to share computer time earlier. remember Peanuts-- Linus whilst the blanket was being washed?) that, and looking @ sailing rags... :o
made the decision to go w/ the land purchase first. be nice to find a live-aboard whilst still racing rats in h-town, even if only to rent & glean some small beta on the procedures & lifestyle, but chances are slim in the very near future. mayhap that 2nd job post-nuevo ano will provide the needed ducats... but i digress. one of those days.
land first (land ho!! ok ok). just know it's the right first choice for me. the catamaran will come if meant-- in plenty o' time for me to enjoy it whilst still "young" (a relative term if ever there were :).
also counting stores (ie my food/ equip stockpile). not a daunting task, as i had two 'extra' minutes and still have all 10 fingers... but helps to be plying the mind with future needs.
so, cold, dreary, yet semi-productive day.
i've had worse ;)
more soon folks
Le Moniteur de la Mode, January 1853
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