We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
That Super Boat is nothing but hard work. You get wet, and probably catch a cold. I travel in the Super Plane: A Boeing 747.
It's a challenge in its own way. You have to board the plane on time, fasten your seat belt, and be nice to the stewardess. Then you have to order drinks, and mess around with the recliner. And if you're tough, you've got to wrangle a pillow and a blanket. And if you really want to go the limit, you should ask for some magazines. The key is to ask the stewardess for something every time that she walks past you. They really like that.