I’m going to fucking snap! One thing is for sure: there is no such thing as a simple boat. I stormed off the boat today and headed for the hills; when I go back to the marina in the morning I’m seriously considering pulling the entire electrical system out and going Pardey style.
I’m so sick of electricity and being dependent on it; electricity is my kryptonite! If it weren’t for the fact that I’m the only grown male on the planet earth that is afraid of the dark I would have done this years ago. As soon as someone mutters the word electricity to me, my eyes cross and everything goes Chinese.
I worked on a project inventing one of the most sophisticated sputtering systems in the world. I’ve been in the Guinness book of world records three times. I solved Rubik’s Cube, although I have to admit that was by accident… Even so, I electrocute the shit out of myself every time I open my little DC panel.
I have always had this horrible disdain for all things plugged in. I have completely rebuilt this boat and my last using all hand tools. I even stripped my entire mast by hand with the help of my beautiful ex wife, although that could have been what landed me in divorce court… but I’m going to stick to my guns and swear it was me, not the boat.
To plug in, or not to plug in, that is the question:
Whether ’tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
The Slings and Arrows of outrageous electricity,
Or to take Arms against a Sea of eternal darkness.