So we bought a houseboat.
The past two weeks have been quite an adventure already. I have gone from not knowing port from starboard, to explaining why this guy's transom has dry rot. Thank god I've got a copy of The Complete Idiot's Guide to Boating.
I've always been a little obsessed with houseboats, and when I moved here the fascination was given new wings. One thing led to another and in a few weeks, the Boy and I will say goodbye to 12th Ave. E. and call Lake Union home.
We've already secured a 5' x 3' black pirate flag complete with skull and crossbones. There goes the neighborhood.
Most people have been asking me how I'm going to deal with only have *that much* space. The things is, this boat (named The Octopus of Love) is 50% roomier than my studio apartment in Capitol Hill. There are further adventures on a site we started to document the process for all ye fools who wish to follow in our muddy footsteps (or just laugh as we bumble about in the process). You can read more about the details, written mostly by the Boy in all his charming wit: www.westlakepirates.com/blog
There will be more to follow, believe me you. Here are a few pictures. There are tons more on our westlake pirates site, I think. It looks like he's working on it as we speak. Check it out!
Also, please be sure to book your weekend here well in advance; we're already full through the end of July. We'll start taking bids for August shortly. I hear one night in the cabin or under the bimini is going for a galley sweep and a head lube.
The mystery remains: can Nevadelia swim?
Also forthcoming: the top ten nautical terms that sound dirty but aren't.
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