10/08/2006: "I don't need no stinkin liver"
Friday was gray and rainy as I motored to the boat yard but then the clouds parted and a ray of sun lit up downtown. Just then, thousands of seagulls rose from a rooftop and flew in two slow opposite moving circles above the town. With the direct sunlight, each appeared like a flash of silver and the moment was so incredible it made my heart race and I actually laughed out loud.
After I got my boat hauled out I spent the entire weekend working on it. I must say I *love* spending time in the boat yard. Everyone comes over and checks out your boat and offers their 2 cents worth. Sometimes it’s a little annoying, but I met some real characters too…”Itchy Willie” for example…one of the town’s boat builders who showed me the fiberglass roll chucks he was building on a large trawler. This guy was a total trip; nothing I could say would do him justice.
Friday night, hair still wet from boat wash foam, I went to a great exhibit by Josh Edwards at Two Crows. I missed First Friday because of the boat, but I’m glad I made it to his reception; the work was very cool, though I’m not sure I understood it. Then I got another midnight phone call from Rod...it's a good thing I'm an insomniac!
Saturday I scrubbed, sanded, painted and painted some more...antifouling paint is way toxic and against all my attempts to protect myself, I got covered in it. Aaron came by a few times to help out, so did Brian though I missed him both times (thanks anyway Bri!). That night, after scrubbing off a layer of epidermis with said toxins (FWI, fingernail polish remover works better than Liquin) Aaron and I went out for burgers and live jazz, then drove up to a spot on Douglas Island that overlooks Juneau.
There was fog in the channel and the lights from town would shine through here and there like little jewels. Above the fog it was clear and I saw a shooting star, I thought a moment to make a wish but realized I had nothing much to wish for.
Sitting there I had this incredible sense of peace…like I was exactly where I should be, not just at that moment but in general. I can’t imagine how different my life would be if I were still in the process of moving to Centrailia, maybe I’m missing out on some huge opportunity by staying; the only thing I know for sure is that I love where I am. It’s my home, and I just feel so...grateful.
btw, I'm taking donations for spare organs if anyone's interested in setting up a trust for me! Seriously, liver, kidney...whatever you can spare.