And back on the motor
28 May 2012 | Past halfway between Hawaii and SF
Last night in a total act of selfishness I ate the last two cupcakes in front of my crew. This was done mainly as a display of total superiority. Sure they said that it didn't matter - they had their fancy Snickers bars - but I knew they were jealous.
Scott's been all full of himself since he fixed the engine. Every time you ask him to do something he replies, "Who fixed the engine? Who? Who?..." Its been really annoying. I checked the oil today to show him that he doesn't know everything. I made a big show of it. "It looks to be about half full!" I yelled in full confidence. Scott looked threatened.
Ron continues to rattle off various weather statistics that often sound quite sophisticated. Unfortunately, despite all the analysis, we still have no wind. Ron claims that if we were 200 miles north of our current location we'd have lots of wind. The curious part is that the wind is always 200 miles away.
We're still running under motor and have had many debates of trying to actually determine how much fuel we actually have. All the fuel tank sending units are bad so we're just guessing. Fortunately, I've watched every episode of Star Trek (TOS) and know that as captain all I need to do is say, "Scotty we need more power or we're all dead!"
We think we have about 50 gallons of water left but we've been drawing from our main tank for the last 3 days. This is somewhat miraculous since its gauge has read empty for the last 3 days. I checked it visually yesterday and it is indeed mostly empty, but it still gives us water.
Otherwise all is well. The crew listened to a podcast of This American Life yesterday on the subject of how to survive being a hostage.