I think I am ready for another sailboat. Simply because, I can have one in a good slip in the harbor, I am a good captain, people like to sail with me, I am good at it, and I enjoy it. So I was up in San Rafael area looking at a boat. And I saw about fifteen Stacey’s out riding their bikes. I couldn’t tell if any of them were actually her. I wish I could just talk to her. That’s all I wanted to do. It never worked out though. Every time I tried, I got overwhelmed. I think I could now. It seems like I am a horrible possible mate for her, if I get afraid to talk to her. She’s just really, really, good looking.