Fitting Fits

December 13

Remember previous complaints about insufficient rain to wash boat free of dust, dirt and salt? Remember? At some future time the message will state, "Remember when it wouldn't stop raining to allow playing outside? Remember?". That reference will be from today.

Ship's complement played three-way Mexican train (again Cal, this is not naughty) dominoes all afternoon, then indulged in gourmet (is there a phrase "defining excellence down?) cuisine: House salad, sliced potato and onion sauted with capers and over-ripe tomato and pepper steak served sur un assiette. Finally, the chef d-oeuvre, a succulent torte du repoussoir. Don't look anything up, you'll just be disappointed (apologies to Eveline, crew of Chocobo and French speaking friends everywhere).

Only productive activity occurred on wet trip to Albert Hein (strictly to keep the string alive (ref. Dec. 11)) for crew and neighboring hardware store (to replenish diminished screw collection) pour moi (sorry, got on a French roll (ba dump bump - can't shoot me unless you come for a visit)).

Also, fittingly, after some fits and starts, had a fit of enthusiasm for sanding Boomlock fitting until it fit (don't you just love English?). Did not see fit to confirm this as it was raining.

Jack