Snide Aside
10 November 2019 | Grenada, W.I.
Sunday 10 November 2019
Life has gone rather boring here and snarkiness quotient is way down, so although have plenty of time, idle hands have not gotten into much devilry, ergo not much to write about.
Propane system was indeed renovated with correct part from Budget Marine and Jan is sewing her fingers to a nub finishing dinghy chaps, making more jerry can covers and replacing plastic clips on their hold-down straps, but otherwise we squander our time watching Netflix on the telly while abusing alcohol. Actually that's a misnomer. Abusing alcohol would entail something like spilling a gin and tonic - we're abusing our livers. This self-indulgent subterfuge is similar to professing a war on drugs or gun control. It's people who are being controlled, generally the ones who shouldn't be, leaving bad actors unaffected and everyone less free. That's OK though, because making personal decisions is such a bother and we feel really good about ourselves in the meantime.
Weather has gotten a bit less warm and humid so should be out clearing deck of marks and rust spots and polishing stainless, but laziness is more addictive than the pain medication doctors are panicked about prescribing. Little do they appreciate that physical inertia shortens lives and we can much more easily become mentally deficient, destroy our bodies and disrupt the social fabric with gin, rum and red wine, which as added bonus taste better than opiates.
Well, there you go, managed to scrape up a little crankiness. Mom would be so proud. The rudest diatribe journey starts with first nice words.
Jack & Jan