I went up to Gordon's "ranch" today. I put it in quotes because he doesn't grow anything up there, it is not a productive farm. However, I'm beginning to think that "ranch" is a generic term and doesn't necessarily mean "farm". Back home many people have a house situated on a lake. Some of these are rather rustic, others are full scale houses. But they are all called camps. I think "ranch" is the Guam term for the same thing. But none of the ranches are on the water. Instead they are in the boonies, the bush, the outback, the boondocks, the jungle, etc.

I have been thinking more and more of staying here until I retire. I keep thinking of buying a house and settling here. Gordon wants to build monolithic domes. You can see what he wants to do if you look here. I am kind of taken with the idea.

Saturday I was just heading out the door to go to the weekly meeting of the Seafarers when the plumber arrived to replce the broken bathroom sink. He also had to repair the leak on the toilet upstairs. It took them a while and when they were done the toilet still leaked because he had only replaced the angle valve and had not brought a replacement water pipe. And there is no hot water in the sink because he had not brought, wait for it, a replacement water pipe. So he'll probably be back next weekend to finish the job. Sigh, I'd complain but it isn't me paying for it.