One thing that I’m passionate in my life is horns. Just ask any passenger that’s ridden in a car with me… And here’s the interesting (or not so much) part about it all: I feel the same draw to all horns. So it shouldn’t come as a surprise when I say that I was pretty much constantly interested in blowing the huge-freak horn that the yacht I worked on was equipped with. And in the same vein, it also shouldn’t surprise you that the skipper was rarely in mood or situation that just couldn’t have been made better but to let old Jason blow the horn. So I didn’t get to very often. The end.
