acted like it was nothing, once it was over, other than both being knocked off thier feet...The tell the story to thier friends like they are relating a sunday afternoon picnic...'spose that makes it kewl... As for my tolerant wife...amongst many other wierd dreams I've chased down, she's packed behind me on the back of a 1942 (no suspension) Harley across the US, Built a log cabin
in Montana with me, Moved to the South Pacific
with me, and sailed a small boat all over the place...And, I apologized for my thinnin' Beard...BUT not as thin as the stuff a top of my head
(Picture of the skip and his thin beard, and middle daughter, Siobhan...The beard gets bigger when I can wash it regular like...The girl mustered out of service
as the Faithful Crew First Mate end of last season (her hair gets bigger when washed too!)....My son, Thor is the only child still on the crew...the two oldest girls are gone on thier own....