Have you been wondering what ol’ Capt Pete and ol’ Zoot Allures has been up to???
Well, since the blog has the word “sailing ” in it…. Nothing!
Actually, just 2 thingies that weren’t worth writing up on. 2 weeks ago (I think) it was really overcast, cold and windy, perfect, and I blasted out and sanded the other half of the hull. Also last Saturday, Kostas and I got the coolant tank and impeller pump back on and fired up the Perkins. It ran fine but has a slow rhythmic thump going on. Hopefully it had to do with the fact that we had the water hose stuck in “after” the raw water pump. This weekend we shall conclude.
So if you really wanna know the reason of negligence. I’ve been “getting it” and not the way I like it (Actually I have been “getting some”, liking it and am back in the “male species instinct chase” game again after a long while, but that’s none of y’all business…yet)
Work, work, work and then some more. Still 2 months behind in pay (we got the rest of December) and it’s been going crazy. Jeez, it’s like ” hey, since you work for free, lemmie f^$# you some more!” I’m loosing track of the gigs. Here a few
and an artsy fartsy gig I engineered against my will called The Razor’s Edge which entailed 5 long dark sweaty days cooped up on a mixing board with 2 huge projectors left and right of it, making such a racket, not only I couldn’t hear what I was doing, I should have been wearing ear plugs! But a babe swinging on a ring wasn’t too bad!
Of course I had some free time. I gave moral and tech support to my Sis who had an online streaming animation workshop. That was kinda fun. At least it wasn’t “work”! And I also almost forgot. Our building is being painted/renovated and my balcony is trashed!
Trashed is also my back and knees. Tuesday is a national holiday. I got Monday off=> 4 day weekend. Time to recoup, rest, Zoot Allures myself and get some cuddling. But right now I gotta go to work and do a Johnny Cash Tribute Band gig. It better be fun. Arrrg!
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Well, alright. Here is what a big-wig chaotic day at work looks like. Man, I need outa here!