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The server failed just before my grandfather and I were to take my friends Manda and Rich to Provincetown by boat for the 2008 Carnival's Gay Pride parade (or LGBTQQIAF pride I think gets all the current acronyms). I started trying to take triage measures using wireless on the pier but we drove home for more reliable wireless.

I felt so bad my crisis was messing up their one day, that they'd both only barely gotten off from work in the first place.

i offered to do the lines for the boat and have them leave me at the pier, but Grandpa didn't want to go without me as a deck hand

Watching old James Bond movies I hold my breath along with the action underwater to see if I can do it, and usually can. Ha! It's not the same at all. I don't think I was under the boat for more than 30 seconds, 45 tops. Not that I was counting or even thinking about counting.

Swimming under the boat, the mental and physical effort of working on an insane knot, and knowing you have to get out from under the boat without being caught in the line or the propeller itself— well, it's a whole lot more than holding your breath.