Fair thee well

I forgot something when I recounted the steps needed to get from nasty rust to “nice boat!”: smoothing the fairing compound.

We (and by we I mean Peter) heaped and scraped and pushed gloopy fairing compound into the primed rust divots. Wet fairing compound is impossible to get perfectly smooth; it either is built up too low or too high.  Too high means it has to be sanded off; too low means more needs to be heaped on top, left to cure, then sanded off.

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What is this Ospho stuff and why should I care?

This is the question you might be asking.  See here and here for previous references; I’m sure I have piqued your interest.  (I had never asked this question before buying a steel boat simply because I had never heard of Ospho.  It’s not something that comes up as a topic of conversation in the circles I run in.  So…you’re welcome for broadening your horizons.)

Ospho, for those who are just dying to know, is a rust converter.  It converts iron oxide into iron phosphate.  At least that’s what it claims.  I know that a large bottle of it came with the boat, that it smells like Death’s ass, and it turns rusty steel black.

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Begin with the end in mind

Begin with the end in mind.

Stephen Covey wrote that in his book The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People. It’s habit #2, as I just found out.  I’ve read that book, truly I have, and though the other six of those habits elude me at the moment, this one obviously left an impression.  Maybe I should read it again…

Anyway, I don’t believe that my particular scenario of backward-working was what he had intended with this particular Successful-Person habit.

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Oh the sewing machine, the sewing machine

I can’t help it.  I am a product of my impressionable youth (which I’ve recounted before).  Every time someone says the words Sewing Machine I sing this song from The Perils of Pauline.  I saw the movie when I was Single Digits Old and my brain had room for Show Tunes.  At least now I sing it in my head because someone says Sewing Machine an awful lot in my line of work.

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Skipper Joe in the Galley Show!

On the boat next to us lives Skipper Joe; a musical, funny, all-around gifted dude.  He was the neighbor who provided the impromptu musical interlude between our de-naming ceremony and our naming ceremony.  The song he sang was Mr. Blue Sky (a totally appropriate song for a sailboat any time but especially during a completely-non-solemn ceremony) which may have been the highlight of the afternoon.

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