Friday 14 April 2017

Using finely honed observational skills have, after 8 years, cleverly noticed redundant dating on website entries. Seldom look at these things after posting, but one would think... I mean 8 years? Jeez! Perception precipitated only when pointed out by ex-pat Australian friend (Geoff on Beach House in the Caribbean) following discontinuation of position reports (Winlink insisted since they're now redundant too) which are on a separate page and the only place to provide date insertion. See, this is what happens when you start making snarky remarks (such as this one) about people who primarily use large, highly evolved brains to prevent their skulls from collapsing.

"Whenever I dwell for any length of time on my own shortcomings, they gradually begin to seem mild, harmless, rather engaging little things, not at all like the glaring defects in other people's characters." - Margaret Halsey

Yesterday after four weeks of coughing up every toenail except ones on the little piggies that go wee wee wee, went to a doctor. She was a little bitty thing dressed up like a street dancer during Mardi Gras who listened for awhile though her stethoscope to the bacteria playing ping pong in my lungs before shipping me off to the chemist for doxycycline. Anticipate return to robust, studly fettle in two or three days.

Subsequently, normally empathetic, Canadian crew took us cycling around Darwin and nearby suburbs this morning as rest of peloton kept her in sight through a veil of misery then, upon return to boat, melted onto aft bunk in a twitching, protoplasmic blob, moaning plaintively and yet experiencing total indifference. Veracity of foregoing dramatization should be taken with a grain of salt from someone who thinks high sympathy is an exhortation to harden up.

Jack