We were in court, again, and it was as if she never knew me. She had never read my blog. And never read my Facebook. And frankly, if she does, it is kind of akward. She would know more about me than the certain rules might dictate. But who cares?
I just cleaned the bottom of this boat. It’s my boat. This is a good boat. The bottom wasn’t bad. A lot of oysters. A lot of slime. But underneath it looks good! It took me about five hours. But it was fun. Little by little, this thing is going to be a hit.