There's a four speaker music system on the boat. Two in the cabin. Two in the cockpit. Lots of juice to run each of them. Quality sound.
On the lake - - - Yesterday plugged the Ipod into the system. Gimme Shelter comes on. I crank up the system. Wifey puts a scarf on her head and sings "oooh, ooooh.." and I put on my best Mick Jagger . . . prancing, dancing, skipping (not an easy thing) bow to stern.
Gracie stares in disbelief. Others passing us by on the lake most likely think, "There's a couple of escapees from the nut house dancing on a sailboat."
For a brief moment I'm Mick Jagger sailing the high seas and I could give a damn what others think.
Now if I could just figure out how to get this straight jacket off. . . .
Mick Jagger is akin to a Turkey on Acid. You wonder why people look at ya funny?
ReplyDeleteSounds like you are having a blast!
That's what is so beautiful about Mick . . . .
ReplyDeleteI guess it's genetic--I've been working on my moonwalk.
ReplyDeleteMax: More genetic than you'll ever know. It's from your grandmother's side of the family.......
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