Our friend John Somics is a Burning Man kind of artist who views the whole world as his palette. He’s a master carpenter who, after losing the tips of his index and ring fingers, had the tip of his undamaged middle finger shaved off to match because he didn’t want to look like he was […]
Continue reading...28 December 2011
Not the Moorings yacht charter folks, I don’t know anything about them. I love having the boat out on a mooring as opposed to tied up to a dock. At the dock, nice people walk by, look in a little sometimes, say hi sometimes, want to talk boats, ask nice questions, compliment us on our […]
Continue reading...23 December 2011
We’ve been gone from here for seven months. I assumed, since I am imperfect, that my perception of life on the Central Coast might be askew and that with a new perspective my opinion might change. As it turns out I was wrong in thinking that I might be wrong. (Do two wrongs make me […]
Continue reading...22 December 2011
It would appear we’ve been somewhat remiss in updating–rest assured, we did not fall victim to West Coast pirates; we did not take an unscheduled tour of Davy Jones’ locker; and we have not been press ganged into a century-long stint before the mast on board the Flying Dutchman. It’s been just completely, utterly, hella […]
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31 December 2011
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