I went to the marine chandlery right across the street from the marinas today in order to pick up a tube of 4200 caulking. And you know what? They don’t carry 4200! I know, right? If I were to open a chandlery—which I totally should because I love any business where the margins are like 500%—I would only have three things on my shelf: a big jar full of miscellaneous stainless bolts and screws, Delo oil, and 4200. That’s it.

Found my tube of 4200 up the street so now I can get back to coating the boat in a one inch thick cocoon of it.

Lowe’s a little under the weather at the moment which has really limited our mobility. He’s just not up for much at the moment. So of course I’m clawing at my skin from being cooped up within about a three block radius. I’m just not much good at sitting still.