Eight point three pounds. Gallons upon gallons. Displace me now.
Category: Fuckery
Dawns
The one word to learn. In any toungue is thank you. Rising from your bunk.
Home
In a flat I rest. My neighbor, her blooms are fresh. And the rich look down.
A Long Journey On The 2 Train
Standing riders shuffled around, equalizing the gap between themselves and everyone else.
None heard that the lines written for Hercule Poirot were delivered with a proper English tone. Nor did they care that the questions from her daughter were born of a place much closer to Kensington and Prospect Park than Kensington and Hyde Park.
Facing Light
A morning in flux. My dreams hang dark and real. Then I am free.
Let This Vessel Rest
I touched her hull but she barely twitched. “I am tired, hurt, and scared,” she said in a rattled whisper.
She was weighed down by generations of neglect and good intentions. She wanted to it all to be over, to be put to rest. The ice in the Hudson heard her and tried to help, only to be plucked from obliviation by good intentions once again.
Sailboat Sourdough Winter Bread
Bread baking on a sailboat is more efficient using packaged yeast than maintaining a sourdough starter. But if you are looking for efficiency, you are probably not particularly interested in sailing either.
Emergence
Warmer is the dawn. Still low and south though you are. Sullen chaste for now.
If I Were King, There Would Be A Few Rules Regarding Gifts
For many years, I have chafed against the endless obligations, and often insincere, tokens of celebration.| This year, my daughter sent me two pieces of coal. (Charcoal actually.) And for the first time in many years, I smiled broadly and without reservation. You see, gifts should be given out of kindness and appreciation and good…
Changing The Subject
In the last few weeks, every conversation started with the wind and cold, moved to the President’s tweets, before returning to the cold and the wind.
But there is hope.
When A Gallon Becomes More Than a Gallon
Someone noticed that diesel had accumulated in an area of my boat where the fuel tanks vents. This does not typically happen when I fill up. So what could cause that? How could a tank be full in the evening and subsequently overflow?
I blame the cold.
New Year’s Day Meals While Nursing a Cold
There is not much to do when the day-time high hovers in the mid-teens and your head pounds, ears throb, throat stings, and joints ache. Best to stay below, read, binge-watch, and eat well. *** Brunch: Leftover Wu Wonton King suckling pig, Swiss chard quiche Six eggs One large onion Leftover suckling pig New Year’s Eve…