You guys are such followers.

Glass Jackwards here. Pine Island, KOA Kampsite.

First, congratulations to Orla and Brian, for being the first "followers" of our blog. I know some people read it, but i guess they never quite made it official. I don't know what being a follower means, but my mother told me not to be one. Then later she got kinda mad at me for being too different and asked me to fit in. Then I tried to throw it back at her, and she clarified I was not to be a "fowler," (one who goes a-birding), nor a "fouler" (one who soils theyself).

Anyway, where was I? Oh lost? Digressing? Not bloody me, matey!

Okay, here's the deal. Most of you know of our digression by this condo business, but you have to understand, they're just too good to be true. Seriously, buy for 40-50 for something that will sell for 150. Amazing. Had to do it. Got involved. Bought a condo. Waiting for it to close, and camping in the meantime. It's gutted, and as I'm sure I've mentioned, we'll be redoing the inside, right after we do my mom and Burt's condo, which is in the next building. In the the meantime, we wait to close, which could be any day now. Supposedly. The good people of KOA have a 2 week limit on tent dwellers, a department of Health regulation, which is a pretty clear discrimination against homeless people. It's basically an attempt to keep people from setting up Hoovervilles in Florida and driving the property values down. Or as they shall henceforth be known: bushvilles.

So we had planned on buying a boat for the Bahamas to run around on. maybe a junker to throw our 25 on that we borrowed from the sailboat, and we found the one we talked about, a Bonito 17 footer, vee-hull, roomy clunker. And we had them take off the engine that was on it, because we only thought we could afford the boat, which with the trailer was 400. The trailer was worth more, hot damn. But then we looked at our anemic looking little 25 on that boat, and started pricing the rigging needed to adapt it, and realized we should buy a used engine for it, and since we trusted ol' Yunior, we thought we might go through him. So after he cut all the wires on the boat to get the engine off, I drove to Miami to pick it up again, and we put the new one on. Then came the huge project of trying to figure out all of the wiring again (see photo). I thought it would be simple, but not really. I got most of it right, and had a mechanic hip me to the last one I couldn't figure out. Then I had to reinstall the linkage (sounds technical, don't it? Yeah, I know, I hardly know what that is either, but I did it, by Jove), and while I was chatting with the mechanic, he told me that the engine was a 30 inch engine, which is too big for that boat.

He told me that it would make two big roostertails on either side (see photo), and that it could be a problem. Well, we took it out today, a good way, burned a TON of gas, made the big roostertails out back, and while there, figured out why he had taken a road sign and made a splash guard in the back. Bottom line is this: tomorrow I'm going to build a frame to sit the engine on, lift it on there, rebuild the transom up higher by like 5 inches, and then put the engine back. I'll let you know how it'll go, but I'll give you a hint: piece of cake.