Cash.
Cold hard cash.
The dude looking at the floater has none.
Meh!
Me neither. So.. off to repost it on craigslist. I'm listening to Dave Stringer today... kirtan chanting stuff.
Strangely soothing in it's own sanskrit kinda way.
Gonna literally build a shrine to aid the selling of the boat. There will be lit objects when I am here to monitor. I gotta get this thing going.
And then there was that silly 37.
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OK, I'll bite... is that days til you leave?
Don't laugh, but this works:
Go to the nearest Catholic goods store and buy a statue of St. Joseph.
Now, what you're supposed to do is bury the statue head-down somewhere along the northern boundary of the property you've been having a hard time selling. But considering you're on a boat, I would imagine tying a string to its feet and weighting down its head so it hangs head-down in the water from the northern side of the boat will do the trick.
My parents had their house in Florida on the market for a year and a half before my dad finally gave in and buried old St. Joe in the lawn, and within a month they were closing and planning their move to Green Valley. Sometimes things Just Work.
No sacraficing chickens? Or is that a later option, I keep forgetting...right after the fireworks to brighten the atmosphere.
All of the above is a big YES!
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