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I’ve always wondered where old sayings come from like, what does that have to do with the price of tea in China?, or, she’s three sheets to the wind. There is one term I’m beginning to become very familiar with and it’s close but no cigar.
Another of our favorites is, the way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain. So here we are, so close, yet so far away. The term beg, borrow, or steal has come up many times but begging is beneath us, we have a personal rule never to borrow anything and stealing just isn’t our style . . . yet.
We both agreed that unless we wanted to spend the entire summer entertaining everyone in the marina with our failed attempts at escaping the harbor that we were going to need to suck it up, get with the program and pay the piper. We decided to sell anything that we could bear to part with. The only problem is that our lives are so minimalistic that we literally, don’t have a pot to piss in.
We had sacrificed everything to purchase camera gear to make our film but in the end sacrificed our camera gear to get a motor, a classic example of damned if you do, and damned if you don’t. Only one little problem, we literally spent our last cent on the motor and now can’t even afford to buy a single gallon of gas to run it, we have reached the bitter end. We still have our used Craigslist point and shoot, all I can say is damn the torpedoes, full steam ahead, almost.
“What a pleasant spot, I wonder where we are?” ~ Unknown