I was out on WECATCHEM this weekend and was looking around at what will surly be a winters labor of love. Mostly an engine rebuild. But as I was looking at the beautiful Chelsea Clock on the dash that will need restoring, since it’s stuck, it dawned on me that in a strange way, the clock stopped is a metaphor of what we are doing when out on our classic boat. All the worries of of ever changing planet go away. The speed of it all is daunting, yet when I am out on my classic boat, it all slows down. So why fix the clock?
Maybe the varnish gods from above are trying to tell me something, maybe, just maybe they are saying. “The clock is working fine. Time stands still while you are with your varnished time machine, you have your dam iphone now if you need to know what time it is dumb ass!” OUCH, who knew the varnish gods could be so harsh, and for that matter knew about Iphones?