RoCkInG The Boat!

		Saturday, December 07, 2002
		Christmas Ships Sometimes I have to kick myself that I have such a great place to live! Oh sure, some naysayers might quip, "But, it's a tiny little boat Comte! It's tight, cramped, you have to walk 300 feet to take a shower -- what's so great about it?" Well, for one thing, I only have to walk 50 paces to have a dock-side view of the Christmas ships! Dozens of power and sailboats decked out with holiday lights, parading past me like it's part of a Royal Command Performance, that's what! It actually was pretty neat, just to stand there and watch boat after boat pass by at a distance not much more than what I just walked from my boat to the end of the dock itself. It's also pretty amazing to realize all these lights (and some boats had quite a lot!) were being powered basically by a couple of batteries, with a motor keeping the charge up! Also did the monthly Annex Spin-The-Bottle, which was quite a bit of fun. Every first Friday of the month, a bunch of Annex regulars put on a cabaret-style latenight show, with "acts" ranging from straightforward music to not-so-straightforward music, the theatre, to film, to whatever it is that describes what PG does. A bunch of us met for dinner beforehand, which was a nice way to start the evening off on a good social note. That's one of the things I've always loved about Annex, and probably one of the reasons I've always maintained a relationship with the theatre -- it really is sort of like a family. The only thing that troubles me on occasion is that I don't feel quite as connected to people on a personal level; I wonder sometimes if I project something that keeps people at a distance, because everyone else seems to be a lot closer to each other than I am to them. Maybe I'm just imagining things, but I do feel like a bit of an outsider at times, and I wish that wasn't the case, but at the same time I recognize that it's something inside myself, and not necessarily what others might think or feel. On the other hand, I DID manage to make Alicia's butt vibrate for a good part of the evening, thanks to a well-timed cellphone call. So that must count for something! Posted byCOMTE on 8:07 PM

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