Welcome to my brain. It’s messy. It’s interesting. And it’s all connected if you stick around long enough. "Believe Nothing: no matter who said, even if I have said it, except it agree with your own reason and common sense. Siddhartha Guatamo, the Buddha.

Gettin’ there

Took some experimentin’ to come up with a system that works.  Never used a DA as a wetsander before, but while using the 2000 grit, it seemed like it ‘needed’ the wet.  It kept gumming up and making swirlies.   SO’sssss, I put on a new pad, grabbed a sponge and a bucket of water and BAM!, suddenly things started FLYING along.    Concentrating on the middle right now as the bow and stern are probably going to be hand sanded.  Lots of compound curves and odd tight arches that the DA can dig into.

Elbee is being the dream kitten.  Lets me work on Lyssa without being a pest: he’s out there chasing newly fallen leaves and catching bugs and having the time of his life.   When he taps my leg, I know he’s gettin’ hungry.   Not climbing me, but definitely hugging my ankle and looking up at me.  

Last night was interesting: I got to see Zoomies making like a daddy cat.   Laying there comatose, tail hanging down like a plumb line, and Elbee found it.   “NEW TOY!!!”    Zooms never flinched, but that tail started playing ‘catch me if you can’, and Elbee played there for near an hour before getting bored and finding something different to do.   Later on, Elbee climbed up on top of Zooms and passed out and Zoomie didn’t get upset about it.   In fact, when he started getting to warm, it looked like he was trying his best to NOT wake up the little’un.

If only Mama were so ‘cool’ with the new addition.    She isn’t hostile, but she is still doing the growlies on occasion.    I figure soon enough, she’ll warm up.   At least she isn’t in protest mode and hiding in the woods for days on end.

Big nasty cold front on us right now.   Didn’t have a frost this morning as predicted, but we were only a degree or two away from it.   Supposedly starting to warm up for a short spell; just in time for the weekend and me getting Lyssa and her gleaming new hull to the lake.  May be Satyrday, maybe Sonday, but we will make it out.  (I wants to see if gleaming glass is faster than the 400grit finish she had.)

alright, front feet are warmed back up, back at it while I have an hour of daylight left.

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