Learning to sail, the immolation of pinhead

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Burgers on the beach, the fire, the immolation of Pinhead, crazy nutty minnows around the boat (not only flying in perfect formation, but following the shadow of the boat, down to the detail of the mast and the rigging. Now that's discipline! Why can't you be more like the minnows? Sheesh!), Little girl learning to sail in the harbor


TUESDAY, APRIL 1 2008 by Jack
Okay, where do I begin? So much has happened in the last few days. Okay, Ruth’s in jail until tomorrow. I’ll try to explain how this happened- Well, let’s start with Ruth and I filling our water jugs at the library, where we were chastised for not asking first. That was yesterday. Ruth and the lady got in an argument, and there were some words exchanged.
Then last night, we stopped by the fish fry, and we had a couple of beers, and got in line for the fish. When we got up there, who should be selling -or rather refusing to sell- fish at the stand? The same lady. Well, she won’t serve Ruth, and one thing leads to another, until this lady starts swearing at Ruth, and a minute later Ruth is covering her with tartar sauce. The next thing you know, the lady is screaming, and her kid tries to tackle Ruth, and the police showed up, and the band started fighting, and then… and then…

Oh yeah, april fool. Did I get ya?

There really was a fish fry the other night, though. There really was a lady there selling fish too, and the fish was great. There’s also a library, but we’re not sure if there’s a jail.

We’re still hanging out, waiting out the cold front, but we’re really here because we’re loving it, and it’s maybe the best of all possible worlds so far- cool people, great harbor (two really), nearby cays to explore and snorkel with coral heads and fish, a town with everything from propane to groceries, a movie theater and internet, and a library 150 years old, and a weekly fish fry party, and a lot more. Beautiful place. And we think we have a deal on a lot, we’re going to pursue. It’s only a handshake right now, but we’re supposed to meet at the lawyer’s at 10:30 a.m. tomorrow to sign a purchase agreement, contingent on the title getting cleared in a few months, and us paying for it within 9 months. That should be enough time to sell the house in New Orleans and buy it or else earn the money to pay for it.
After that, we’d just take our time to get back here, hopefully within a few years to finish rebuilding what the former owner started and never finished 20 years ago. We’d build it up to 2 stories so it would have a nice view, and then invite you all to share it with us when you are free. So, we’ll see.
As I’m writing, I’m listening to XM radio, they had an awesome show on sonnets on Public Radio, and I just heard a fish jump outside the boat. I have two lines out, but so far no love from the fish. We’ll see.
We’ll be moving on pretty soon, so we can get home in time (in the states by May 1), but we’ll be hitting Hatchet Bay, maybe Gregory Town next, and then Spanish Wells, and the Devil’s Backbone, a set of coral reefs that’s been sinking ships for hundreds of years. Dave Sr. told us that there was a Civil War era train that fell off a barge there when it sunk. Sounds pretty sweet.
I don’t have much else to report, other than we talked to the Murawski half of the clan, and everyone is well, and David, it was good to get email from you, after we’ve had so many problems getting in touch. I guess Michelle is doing well, and so is the rest of my half of the family, so that’s pretty exciting, and Becky has been hanging out with her bio family, and I’m pretty excited to hear the latest from the Wilsons on the baby front. And you all called off the Coast Guard, so we appreciate that. We should be calling them on you, you guys are the ones in the “dangerous” city driving around on the ice with all of these cars racing about, and the kids on their whirly-bikes and whatnot. You could drive a body to distraction what with the worrying we have to do about all the carryin’ on up there.
Okay, I’ll jet for now. Hopefully, when I post this one, there will be photos attached. We seem to have some problems sending those, even though we pay top dollar over at the library here for internet.

As the Phyllis would say, “Lotta much love.”

Jack

Oh yeah: I posted a few things on YouTube, so here’s the addresses, I think, for a couple of them. You might want to see what else is there, though, because I posted at least one that I forgot to get the address for. One is the shark grabbing the fish off the side of the boat one night, which was pretty sweet. I included the whole “address” that they gave me for the clips, but I suspect that it’s about half of the second line that you need, so for the first one below, the address would be: http://www.youtube.com/v/ctKGM3YfVA0. At least I think. And the second would be: http://www.youtube.com/v/dRRpnljbQKA.