I work for one of the most popular high-end wine distributors in the Northwest, and tomorrow there is a tasting at Wild Ginger. Tomorrow is also supposed to be very sunny, and Fish wants to go sailing...
I get plenty of free wine anyway. It tastes even better Out There.
queen of comedy of errors
what i did today:
procrastinated the adventure involved in getting out to my boat to pump out the bilge, by chatting it up with nan for a few hours. rain did not stop, so i finally left around 1:30pm.
borrowed her truck, with my new 2pc clamshell dinghy in the back. almost forgot oars.
drove to ferry dock, rode ferry, planned on having biscuits and gravy in the lounge but the lounge was closed. went back below to read "Voyage" by Sterling Hayden. so far i think this book should be called "the good ship PENIS" instead.
disembarked ferry, (sun shining in kitsap! yay) drove to store, sandwiches way overpriced so i bought soup and bread. plus 4 harvest grain protein bars because they were on sale and i NEVER pass up a protein bar on sale, unless atkins or larabar makes it. gross. couldn't find duct tape (for boat repairs, OBVIOUSLY). asked clerk and he said aisle 10 so put soup in truck and went back in for duct tape. and spoon.
drove to boat launch, ate soup and surveyed the situation. rain and wind starts again. ugh. back down boat ramp, unload boat. holy cow the half i sit in is way heavy and i can't get the tailgate to open (how did Fish do that when i went to buy this thing?) sticking my fingers in exposed tailgate latch mechanism starts to seem dangerous. i get the fucker out anyway.
figure out how to install bolts, lay oars in boat and realize I DONT HAVE A PFD! way to go kim! i look around to see if there's an easy human/boater target to either A. ask to borrow a pfd for a few hours or B. (deeply shamed) ask for a ride to my boat. no targets. i'm going anyway.
park truck after figuring out what to take, attaching keys to my belt loop, and putting my WORK cell in my pocket, not my personal cell! definitely leaving that extra wool sweater behind in case i end up in the drink and have no warm clothes.
get in boat, place oars in oarlock. oh yeah i guess the pins to keep the oarlocks in their little plastic holes really ARE important, now that i'm in the GD boat and needing to use it. i got nuthin. dude said a paperclip would even work. all i have is the ties off my thrift store gil seaboots. they're pulled out pronto and then i fashion 2 makeshift seizings to keep these oars in place. they barely suffice.
heading out into the wind!! yay! gusts up to 25 i think. sustained 15kts, mostly. there's almost no room to sit on the rowing side, and i have to keep my legs flat in front of me and resting on the seat to row over them. row row row don't get blown into that boat! row row try to MAKE way, not LOSE it! arms burning, tie up to that abandoned mooring to rest? no way!
row row make it to boat, tie up. oh crap there's a COMBO LOCK on the hatch. i forgot about that. it's been 2 months since i saw and bought this boat. and of course the seller's phone number is on my PERSONAL cell. i call Fish to see if he remembers anything. "16 something? that's all i got" then suddenly i remember he wrote it down where i could find it.
I'm in! it looks great. no standing water except maybe an inch in the bilge. 4 gallons pumped out fast. sit and look at interior. how cool that i have my own boat! it's roomy, dry, and generally clean below. I like it. PFD's! mini-bolts! keyring! wire and wirecutters! yay i can magyver some better oarlock securing thingies.
secure halyards (ah, peace and quiet) check all voids, duct tape repair, lock up (and oh the lock is just for show. the hatch is completely removable regardless, i now see).
don pfd, climb into dinghy, try bolt on one side and keyring on other oar. keyring is folding within 4 strokes. tie back up to boat and go ahead with full on magyvering.
now it's sunny and there's a rainbow over the harbor. watch wind and realize it's not going to get any lighter. row into wind 1/3 of the way, row beam-to wind 1/3rd of way, drift to dock during the last leg, resting arms.
lift heavy ass dinghy half into truck, over tailgate, get the hell outta there, get stuck in weekend ferry traffic for a few hours, read more phallus-obsessed Voyage, chat via phone with my favorite Ryan (Danforth Downs) about the now confirmed death of our beloved Robert "Krunch" Duckstein and TSC '08, drop truck off, visit Fish and look at pics of Kayak Twins' newest interest ("Kayak Twins on Tour" link to right). That being a Pacific Seacraft 37, I think.
Buy gas, splurge on some Haagen Dazs and Fanta orange (i don't work mondays). damn the viaduct is closed AGAIN - lessening my chances of being the meat in a concrete sandwich...and...and I'm HOME! too tired to take shower yet here i sit typing a novel about my day. go figure.
procrastinated the adventure involved in getting out to my boat to pump out the bilge, by chatting it up with nan for a few hours. rain did not stop, so i finally left around 1:30pm.
borrowed her truck, with my new 2pc clamshell dinghy in the back. almost forgot oars.
drove to ferry dock, rode ferry, planned on having biscuits and gravy in the lounge but the lounge was closed. went back below to read "Voyage" by Sterling Hayden. so far i think this book should be called "the good ship PENIS" instead.
disembarked ferry, (sun shining in kitsap! yay) drove to store, sandwiches way overpriced so i bought soup and bread. plus 4 harvest grain protein bars because they were on sale and i NEVER pass up a protein bar on sale, unless atkins or larabar makes it. gross. couldn't find duct tape (for boat repairs, OBVIOUSLY). asked clerk and he said aisle 10 so put soup in truck and went back in for duct tape. and spoon.
drove to boat launch, ate soup and surveyed the situation. rain and wind starts again. ugh. back down boat ramp, unload boat. holy cow the half i sit in is way heavy and i can't get the tailgate to open (how did Fish do that when i went to buy this thing?) sticking my fingers in exposed tailgate latch mechanism starts to seem dangerous. i get the fucker out anyway.
figure out how to install bolts, lay oars in boat and realize I DONT HAVE A PFD! way to go kim! i look around to see if there's an easy human/boater target to either A. ask to borrow a pfd for a few hours or B. (deeply shamed) ask for a ride to my boat. no targets. i'm going anyway.
park truck after figuring out what to take, attaching keys to my belt loop, and putting my WORK cell in my pocket, not my personal cell! definitely leaving that extra wool sweater behind in case i end up in the drink and have no warm clothes.
get in boat, place oars in oarlock. oh yeah i guess the pins to keep the oarlocks in their little plastic holes really ARE important, now that i'm in the GD boat and needing to use it. i got nuthin. dude said a paperclip would even work. all i have is the ties off my thrift store gil seaboots. they're pulled out pronto and then i fashion 2 makeshift seizings to keep these oars in place. they barely suffice.
heading out into the wind!! yay! gusts up to 25 i think. sustained 15kts, mostly. there's almost no room to sit on the rowing side, and i have to keep my legs flat in front of me and resting on the seat to row over them. row row row don't get blown into that boat! row row try to MAKE way, not LOSE it! arms burning, tie up to that abandoned mooring to rest? no way!
row row make it to boat, tie up. oh crap there's a COMBO LOCK on the hatch. i forgot about that. it's been 2 months since i saw and bought this boat. and of course the seller's phone number is on my PERSONAL cell. i call Fish to see if he remembers anything. "16 something? that's all i got" then suddenly i remember he wrote it down where i could find it.
I'm in! it looks great. no standing water except maybe an inch in the bilge. 4 gallons pumped out fast. sit and look at interior. how cool that i have my own boat! it's roomy, dry, and generally clean below. I like it. PFD's! mini-bolts! keyring! wire and wirecutters! yay i can magyver some better oarlock securing thingies.
secure halyards (ah, peace and quiet) check all voids, duct tape repair, lock up (and oh the lock is just for show. the hatch is completely removable regardless, i now see).
don pfd, climb into dinghy, try bolt on one side and keyring on other oar. keyring is folding within 4 strokes. tie back up to boat and go ahead with full on magyvering.
now it's sunny and there's a rainbow over the harbor. watch wind and realize it's not going to get any lighter. row into wind 1/3 of the way, row beam-to wind 1/3rd of way, drift to dock during the last leg, resting arms.
lift heavy ass dinghy half into truck, over tailgate, get the hell outta there, get stuck in weekend ferry traffic for a few hours, read more phallus-obsessed Voyage, chat via phone with my favorite Ryan (Danforth Downs) about the now confirmed death of our beloved Robert "Krunch" Duckstein and TSC '08, drop truck off, visit Fish and look at pics of Kayak Twins' newest interest ("Kayak Twins on Tour" link to right). That being a Pacific Seacraft 37, I think.
Buy gas, splurge on some Haagen Dazs and Fanta orange (i don't work mondays). damn the viaduct is closed AGAIN - lessening my chances of being the meat in a concrete sandwich...and...and I'm HOME! too tired to take shower yet here i sit typing a novel about my day. go figure.
Zinestuff
OK so I've had a box of my 3rd issue printed for a few weeks now, but I haven't sent them out. The quality of print is more poor than the first two. Mostly it doesn't do justice to the beautiful photos submitted. That's the worst part. I think eventually I will reprint all the issues anyway. But I should just go ahead and send these out.
So what I really need is someone to work with. Randy G was gracious and so generous to help me out with the 2nd issue, but I could never give her an accurate timeline for when I would be done with my part, and when her part would begin. I know that indecision and procrastination is a problem of mine, but it's becoming alarmingly clear just HOW MUCH of a problem it is. I want to say that the spring sunshine and other stuff I've been happy about lately has got me charged up, but I don't want to believe that I'm really going to do something - I want to be DOING it. Replace "want" with "AM" goddamit KIM!
Another thing I'm realizing is that there are ways that I am codependent. Romantically, I need a little more attention than I previously thought I did. (in other words, I'm not as badass independent and strong as i always thought) Project-wise, I think I need an assistant editor. Random spurts of motivation were prompted whenever I'd get a donation and someone saying "it's really great that you're doing this!" but my issues are so far and few between that people are forgetting about the zine i think. what do i expect? it's at least 6 months between every issue. at least i can say that i love the content in every one. picture quality aside, the pictures themselves and the content has been 100 percent my desired outcome. i still love reading each submission.
but i'm thinking i need to develop the online presence if i'm going to take so long between issues.
in other news, i want to go work for the san diego maritime museum, possibly aboard californian, starting this fall or winter. if anyone reading this has inside tips, please let me know. i want to move to cali next winter and of course i'd rather be sailing than anything else.
i put a bunch of lady pics by Logan up on my flickr. totally illegal probably. check 'em out tho. if Logan or anyone complains, i'll remove them.
more pics of jay's place to come.
oh yeah 5 of us went to eat at Kingfish Cafe last weekend. AWESOME. fried green tomatoes, best mac & cheese i've ever had, hush puppies, crab & catfish cakes, vegetarian griddlecakes, jambalaya and after all that not even with 5 people could we finish the enormous SINGLE piece of red velvet cake for dessert. i highly recommend this place!
So what I really need is someone to work with. Randy G was gracious and so generous to help me out with the 2nd issue, but I could never give her an accurate timeline for when I would be done with my part, and when her part would begin. I know that indecision and procrastination is a problem of mine, but it's becoming alarmingly clear just HOW MUCH of a problem it is. I want to say that the spring sunshine and other stuff I've been happy about lately has got me charged up, but I don't want to believe that I'm really going to do something - I want to be DOING it. Replace "want" with "AM" goddamit KIM!
Another thing I'm realizing is that there are ways that I am codependent. Romantically, I need a little more attention than I previously thought I did. (in other words, I'm not as badass independent and strong as i always thought) Project-wise, I think I need an assistant editor. Random spurts of motivation were prompted whenever I'd get a donation and someone saying "it's really great that you're doing this!" but my issues are so far and few between that people are forgetting about the zine i think. what do i expect? it's at least 6 months between every issue. at least i can say that i love the content in every one. picture quality aside, the pictures themselves and the content has been 100 percent my desired outcome. i still love reading each submission.
but i'm thinking i need to develop the online presence if i'm going to take so long between issues.
in other news, i want to go work for the san diego maritime museum, possibly aboard californian, starting this fall or winter. if anyone reading this has inside tips, please let me know. i want to move to cali next winter and of course i'd rather be sailing than anything else.
i put a bunch of lady pics by Logan up on my flickr. totally illegal probably. check 'em out tho. if Logan or anyone complains, i'll remove them.
more pics of jay's place to come.
oh yeah 5 of us went to eat at Kingfish Cafe last weekend. AWESOME. fried green tomatoes, best mac & cheese i've ever had, hush puppies, crab & catfish cakes, vegetarian griddlecakes, jambalaya and after all that not even with 5 people could we finish the enormous SINGLE piece of red velvet cake for dessert. i highly recommend this place!
Frozen Dead Guy Days
A small town in Colorado really knows how to make winter fun. They have a festival to celebrate the fact that some dude died and was cryogenically frozen and is stored in a Tuff Shed in town:
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Jay's Place in Hilo
In 100 days, J. Fitzgerald has cleared part of his 3 acres off the grid outside Hilo, built this little cabin by hand, including installing a pump, generator, kitchen and ferrocement water holding tank that catches water off the roof. There's also a pond with fish and a little wooden walkway that leads to this gate. There's fish in the pond, and taro growing around the pond. There's also taro growing in the gray water runoff area, plus a banana plant. The following video is taken from the back porch.
i'm back
i went to the big island of hawaii last week. i saw humpback whales, i snorkeled, ate a lot, including passionfruit, a passionfruit milkshake at Ken's in Hilo, and best of all was the passionfruit cheesecake at the Ke'ei cafe in Kona. the most interesting day was visiting jay fitzgerald at his cabin between Hilo and the kilauea caldera. i'll post pics and vids of that soon. my friend fishers' family is wonderful. his mom is very generous and loving, his niece hux is the cutest thing ever, and the rest of the family was very nice to be around.
yeah i know i sound like a 10 year old telling the class about my vacation.
more later.
yeah i know i sound like a 10 year old telling the class about my vacation.
more later.
