We went sailing last night. M.E. drove most of the way out. I spilled an almost full glass of red wine during our one and only tack. It was a nice night and the sky was doing funky things. Like it was trying to talk. I listened really hard, but couldn't hear what it was saying.

We rolled up the sail and watched the Tuesday racers start. I went over to harass Gary the Race Commitee boats owner, only to hear the engine whirring, but not starting. UGH. They needed to move to finish the race too. I offered a tow (and a finger). We towed him to the area where he needed to be uneventfully. He now owes me a drink which kills him. I won't collect for a while. Turns out he ran out of fuel. Duh..

We rented a slip for the night so I don't have to leave as early for tonights long distance race. Two old friends called and asked if they could come along. I said sure. I'm happy to have them. We sat on the rocking chairs outside. ME sipping wine, M.E. just water. Sometimes rocking is just the right thing to do.

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