Finn-ished

I told Tony that I decided to pass on the free Finn sailboat. This leaves me stuck on terra firma for the moment. However, there's a silver lining. The prospect of a scary olympic class sailing boat led Taylor to say something she has never said to me before: "You should just get yourself a boat. Try to find one you can handle." Coming from Taylor, this is big stuff.

See, many of you may not know this, but last summer we had a sailing trauma. I signed us up for a sailing class. Within five minutes of anchors away, the boom beaned Taylor in the coconut with extreme malice of no thought. (translated---Taylor got whacked in the head). Taylor was so traumatized and concussionized, that we didn't go back to any more of the classes. It's true, I didn't have a head injury. It was just too hot out for my liking, wah wah. And I was traumatized because I paid about $400 for these classes and we didn't even go. Usually when I want to throw money away, I invest in the stock market.

I did learn one essential fact before skipping out on class. I discovered that there is a boat for me. It is called the Club 420. This is the kind of boat used for the sailing class. Yes, Club 420. A club that might allow me for a member. There's even a Club for Club 420's. The Club 420 Club, or some such: http://www.club420.org/

They have a magazine too! http://www.420magazine.com/

Some day, I'm going to get me a Club 420 and name it Bogart. And some day, if you feel like it, you can come sailing with me and maybe be inducted into Club 420 too!