so sorry ’bout the recent rash of un-posts… been feeling particularly non-writerly of late. my pocketgeek finally shit the bed (as they say), while i simultaneously lost the memory card back-up… so there goes 5 years of creative writing output, lost to the ether. a kind of offering. reeling and feeling a funk for awhile, but now, just now, i just might… write.
March 28, 2006
Music o’ the Moment
The first new fun sound is Bedouin Soundclash; aucousticy dub from easteren Canada… who new? My pal Gillian used one of their songs for the soundtrack of this great little video she shot.
The second is the new Willie Nelson album, “You Don’t Know me”; a collection of his new recordings of old Cindy Walker songs.
February 19, 2006
around soper’s…
Soper’s Hole has been playing host to the notable yacht “Scheherazade” over the last couple weeks. i was very lucky to have gotten a full tour of the boat when i made the aquaintance of the crew at last year’s Antigua Classic.
January 15, 2006
tale of the tape?
Feelin’ a little bounced around lately… maybe it’s the homebody Cancer in me, wanting to be settled down. Still, this routine has had it’s advantages; house-sitting for four different people has meant that i havn’t paid any rent in a little over 8 months. This bodes well for the pocketbook!
Continually moving has made me aware of all the excess crap i’ve picked up here. i moved to the islands with a seabag, daypack, and small bundle of books. It’s now grown to be more than i can fit in a single carload! Once i bought the boat, i really had to pare down; the Belmont girls got my large TV, Clive & Gillian got the blender, and Cathy now has reluctant stewardship over my convection oven. A year’s worth of new t-shirts (from every boat i crew on and/or regatta i race in) has doubled my clothes collection; i’m converting many of my old “good” shirts into “work” shirts, and finally retiring a few of the worst. Thank goodness Centaurea has plenty of stowage!
All in all, it’s been an interesting year,housing-wise. i must admit that it’s been a bit of a headgame re-adapting to living in a small space, what with the previous string of large airy houses behind me. Still, it’s what i most want, and what personal experience has shown me to be most secure with. i’ll be alot happier when the girl is in the water, with a few of the sailbags out of the salon, and the bugs blown out of the works.
