Friday, February 27, 2009


Because the Pride of America is an American ship we are having to do a lot of extra things to fulfill US Coast Guard Requirements.  Last week Jeannie and I had to go to the Dr. to get physicals, drug tests, hearing tests, eye tests, blah, blah, blah...

On Tuesday I received a phone call telling me that we had passed all the tests and that "flights on Thursday had been approved and confirmed".

My first thought was "good, I'm glad the flights were approved and confirmed."

My second thought was, "What flights on Thursday?"

To my surprise, without checking with us first, the recruiter from NCLA had scheduled a meeting for Jeannie and I with the Coast Guard and Homeland Security...


I told her that I wasn't really available to fly to Memphis on Thursday.  I had a meeting in the morning and in the evening.

Her response was that I really needed to make myself available.  

I cleared my schedule and called Jeannie to tell her that she was going to fly to Memphis in two days.

She was none too happy.

This morning I woke up at 4:00am and went to the airport.  The line to get through security was so long that it took me 45 minutes to get through it.  It was pretty scary.  I was dangerously close to missing my flight.

I arrived in Memphis and waited for Jeannie's plane from San Antonio to arrive.

It had been a week since I'd last seen her so it was really nice to see her walk off the plane.  While the impromptu trip was a bit annoying it was a nice treat to be able to spend the day together.

We went to the Coast Guard office and presented them with our 3 forms of identification and all of our applications.  They fingerprinted us, made us take an oath and had us sign numerous forms.

After 45 minutes we were done.

We then took a cab to the Port of Memphis to meet with Homeland Security.  Once we were there we filled out more forms, were fingerprinted again and took a photo for an ID badge.

We were done in 15 minutes.

And, that was it.

Counting cab rides from the Airport to the Coast guard to the Port of Memphis, the whole process took 90 minutes.

We flew all the way to Memphis for something that took 90 minutes to complete.  I'm not complaining, I'm just amazed.

Since we had quite a few hours before our flights were leaving Memphis, we took a cab downtown to Beale Street.

Jeannie hadn't really been to Memphis before so it was nice to be able to show her around some of it.  Our cab driver had insisted that we go to the Pig On Beale.

It was a very cool place.

Our cab driver had told us exactly what to order so we followed his instructions and got the rack of ribs, half wet/half dry.  (wet=covered in BBQ sauce.  dry=cooked with a dry rub of BBQ seasoning.)

Here's a picture of Jeannie taking a picture of her rack of ribs.

Now, I'm not a big ribs person.  In fact, I've never ordered them in a restaurant before because I knew I wouldn't like them and it would be a waste of food.

The other reason why I wasn't going to order them was because in the past 10 days I've had BBQ 7 times.  Unintentionally, I seem to have embarked on a BBQ tour across America.  In the past past week I've had BBQ in Lockhart, San Antonio, Durham, Raleigh and now Memphis.  

The final verdict was that the ribs were very good.  In fact, Jeannie said they were the best ribs she'd ever had.  I probably would have liked the pulled pork or smoked turkey, but we were in Memphis and if you're in Memphis, you need to eat the ribs.

After lunch we went to the airport and waited for our flights back home.  We were there at 3:00 so we had plenty of time to spare.

Checking the weather on my phone I could see that Chicago was getting hit by storms.  My flight wasn't supposed to leave until 6:00 so I was hoping it would blow over and I wouldn't be delayed.

Jeannie's flight back to San Antonio left on time, but my flight wasn't so lucky.  It was pushed back to 9:00.


The last flight out of that side of the Memphis airport usually departs at 7:oopm, so at 7:30 the lights went out.

We sat there in the dark for half an hour until a security guard wandered over and turned them back on.  It didn't bother me because I was watching the Cavs/Rockets game on TNT, but the people who were reading were pretty steamed.

At 8:00 they announced that the flight was now pushed back to 9:30.  

No one thought that plane was leaving Memphis.  In fact, there were only 11 of us left.  Everyone else had rebooked their flights for first thing Friday morning.  

At 9:00 they put us on the plane.

As soon as the door was closed the captain announced that he had been instructed to reroute us to Nashville.


If we weren't going to Chicago why not just stay in Memphis?

A few minutes later he announced that we were not going to Nashville after all.  However, we were going to be sitting on the runway for at least another half hour.  

If you look closely you can see there are only 8 of us on the plane.

45 minutes later we took off.  We were headed to Chicago, but were informed by the captain that we could end up anywhere between Memphis and Milwaukee.

90 minutes later we landed in Chicago without any trouble.  It was raining, but it wasn't too bad.

I arrived here in Old Town and flipped on the TV to see the replay of the Illini/Gophers game.  I've been awake for 22 straight hours.

I'm not complaining.  I'm just stating a fact.

Actually, I wasn't really annoyed or bothered by anything that happened today.  It was just a long, eventful day.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009


My luggage finally arrived.  Thankfully everything was intact and accounted for.

The TV in my sublet here on Sedgwick however is kind of old and I can't plug in my Wii or Tivo.  Which is unfortunate.  Since I'm here for 4 (maybe longer) weeks, I'm seriously toying with the idea of pulling one of my flat screens out of storage and bringing it over here.

We'll see.

Last night I went to see "Desire Under the Elms" at the Goodman.

It was...


I don't know.  I wanted a little more, I guess.  

One of the main reasons I went to the show was because I wanted to see Carla Gugino and Brian Dennehey. 
 Well, unfortunately, Carla Gugino's last show in the production was last week.  

Her understudy did a fine job.  

Brian Dennehey did a great job.

It was just...

...ah, I don't know.  It was fine.  

Afterward I ventured over to Jason Chin's to play cards.  I've only played a few times in the past 8 months so I was very rusty.  I busted out after an hour, but bought back in.  At the end of the night I made back my money and had almost doubled up.  

The real reason I go to play cards is just to hang out with everyone.  If I break even I'm satisfied.  

Today, I have a couple meetings and some more errands to run.  It seems like that's all I've done since I got back.

Tonight I finally get to relax.

On the docket for this evening....Lost....Top Chef...home made spaghetti.  

Monday, February 23, 2009


I'm back in Chicago.

It took awhile to get here, but I finally arrived here in my new sublet Sunday afternoon.

Unfortunately, I didn't arrive with everything.  US Airways lost one of my bags.  I'm still waiting for it to arrive in Chicago.  

It's an important bag.  Among other things, it has my HD video camera, all my DVD's, my Wii games and my phone charger.  Oh yeah, and all my socks.

I don't know why I decided to put all my socks in a different suitcase, but that's what I did and now I'm paying for it.

I was very relieved to get to Chicago. 

I have missed it desperately.  Even though it's FREEZING here, it feels like I'm finally home.  I've lived in this city longer than I've lived anywhere in my life, so I now consider Chicago my home town.

Last night I went to IO and did the Deep Schwa show and it was a blast.  I don't know if the show as too great, but it was soooo fun to do.

After the show I walked over to D'Agostino's and ordered a pepperoni and green olive pizza and then took a cab to my sublet in Old Town.  In anticipation for that pizza the only thing I had eaten all day was a handful of donut holes from Krispy Kreme at 9am.  Aside from that, I had nothing to eat all day.  I wanted to make sure that I fully enjoyed that pizza.

I got home and could only eat half of it.

I've realized since I've been off the ship that I don't eat as much as I used to.  

So now, I can eat the rest of the pizza on Monday.  Awesome.

I have a ton of errands to do today, but I'm stuck here in this apartment waiting to see if they've found my luggage.  It's very annoying.

I really have a lot of things that I have to get done today.  Hopefully, I'll hear something soon.

On the bright side, this place has DirectTV and I'm watching the MLB Channel.  Right now, they're showing the Cubs/Cardinal game from June 23rd, 1984.  It's the "Sandberg Game".

I very vividly remember watching this game when I was a kid.

Here was the Cubs lineup:

Jeesh.  How awesome was that freakin' team?

Jody Davis is up right now.  He is absolutely my favorite player of all time.

I love Chicago.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Durham, Carbarro....

Friday and Saturday were great days.  

Early Friday I got up and drove to my new/old hotel and checked back in.  As I was driving around I saw a sign for the Duke Homestead and Tobacco Museum.  

Well, I'm a sucker for historic homes and interesting museums so I wandered around until I found it.

I'm glad I did.  It was a tiny little museum, but it was very cool.  It gave me an appreciation of the region and the people who lived there.

It gave a thorough and blunt history of the rise and fall of the tobacco industry.  I was impressed.

Afterward, I drove to downtown Durham and found the Durham Bulls baseball park. 
"Bull Durham" is one of my favorite movies of all time so I wanted to go and see the ballpark.

It's not the same ballpark from the movie, but it was still cool to see the bull in the outfield.
 I looked around for a gift shop because I wanted to buy a t-shirt and a baseball hat, but I couldn't find one anywhere.  In fact, I couldn't find any Bulls merchandise anywhere.  

Friday night I went over to the DSI theater and watched some shows.  All of them were good, but it was especially nice to see Coldtowne, BUST, WDWMKR and The Josh And Tamra Show

Afterward I was asked to perform in the All-Star show.  We did the "Bat", which is a Harold in the dark.  It seemed to go very well and I had a great time.
That's me right behind Zach.  

The best part of the evening was that I was able to see a whole bunch of my improv friends.  I got to see KPR, Zach, Anthony Leblanc, Jill Benjamin, Tamra Nolte, Renee, Buckman and several others. 
It was great.

Saturday I woke up and drove to the UNC campus to teach a couple workshops.  
Tamra Nolte took this picture through the window in the door of the UNC classroom.  It looks like I'm teaching in a prison, doesn't it.  

It's been awhile since I've taught a full blown class so it was great to jump back into it.  Both groups were great and I had a fantastic time.  I had so much fun teaching that I kind of went a little off course a bit.  I had 2 doctrines that I wanted to focus on and I ended up cramming 8 hours of teaching into 1 two hour class.  In the second class I was much better at concentrating on my 2 lesson plans.

After the classes I met up with Anthony and we drove to Carrboro to have dinner.  Anthony had car issues at the rental car agency as well and they ended up giving him a PT Cruiser.  I very badly wanted to get  photo of Anthony in his Neon Blue PT Cruiser, but he managed to avoid it.

To my delight, we were joined for dinner by Kennedy and her family.  I haven't seen Kennedy in 2 years so it was great to spend a couple hours with her and her parents.  

After dinner I did another All-Star show.  This one was with the lights on. 

I look very dainty with my hands crossed in front of me like that.  I have to remember to never pose like that again.  

I mentioned in an earlier post that it's been a long time since I've seen long form improv.  Well, it's been equally as long since I've performed long form improv.  It was nice getting up there on stage and blowing out the cobwebs.  
After the show I made my way over to the afterparty and chatted with my friends from The Impatient Theater Company.  KPR is such a good friend and even though I wasn't able to spend a whole lot of time with him, it was great to connect and talk for awhile.  Hopefully Jeannie, Brett and I will be able to come up and see him in Toronto in the summer.

We'll see.

I have to say that I had an absolute great time at the DSI North Carolina Comedy Arts Festival this year.  Every show I saw was fantastic and the quality of the improvisors in my workshops was stupendous.  They blew me away.

So great to see great friends.  So great to see great shows. 

I can't wait until next year.

Friday, February 20, 2009


Feeling much better this morning.  No coughing or sneezing.  A little stuffed up, but much better.

I'm excited to go out to see some improv this evening at the Festival.  

The North Carolina Comedy Festival (Formerly the DSIF) is a great festival.  I've taught at this festival each of the last 5 or 6 years I believe.  It's always a blast.  Zach does an awesome job putting it all together.

It'll be nice to see some improv.  I haven't seen any longform in 8 months!  That's crazy.

The other great thing about this festival is that I'll get to meet up with a bunch of old friends like KPR, Jill Bernard, Buckman, Asaf, Kennedy, Anthony and several others.


In other news, my sister Amy had a baby. 
I'm now an uncle.  

How exciting is that!

Thursday, February 19, 2009



The day started early.  Very early.  5am early.

Jeannie and her mom graciously drove me to the airport for my early morning flight.

I went to the US Airways counter checked in and checked one of my bags.  As I was leaving the annoying gate attendant informed me that I had to check my other bag as well.  

I was steamed.  These airlines have used the current economic crisis to gauge all their customers.  They originally implemented all these additional charges to offset gas prices.  Well, gas has gone down to it's lowest point in five years!  Why are we still being forced to get screwed over with these ticky-tack charges?

By ticky-tack, I don't mean the charges are small.  On the contrary, the charges are rather significant.  $15 for 1 bag checked.  $25 additionally for second bag checked.  If your bag is over weight, it's a charge of $100!  A can of soda on the plane now costs $2.


The airlines have also modified the size of bags that they'll let you carry on.  The normal roller bags are no longer allowed to be carried on.  All they accept is children sized bags and computer bags.


Well, at 5am, I wasn't too happy to hear about these new rules.  

The annoying US Airways gate woman refused to let me take the bag through security and demanded I put it on her scale so it could be measured.  I tossed it on the scale, but I wasn't very gentle.  It landed with a thud and she yelled, 'That's it.  I'm calling my supervisor."

I rolled my eyes and he showed up within seconds.  He pointed his finger at me and told me that he would call security if I tossed my bag on the scale again.

"Why would I toss it again if it's already on the scale?" I snapped, demonstrating the smart alec demeanor that got me in plenty of trouble back in high school.

"Have I made myself clear?" he bellowed at me, appropriately sounding like my old Chemistry teacher, Mr. White.

"If you had been clear, I wouldn't have flown on your crappy airline.  You're not clear about anything until you hold us hostage in this line and tell us that we have to pay your ludicrous charges or not fly on a flight that we've already paid several hundred dollars for.  What should be clear are these charges.  They should be cleared the hell out of here," I barked back at him.  

I didn't think it was a very funny comment, but a few people behind me laughed.  That annoyed the angry supervisor and he pushed my bag off the scale.  "Go ahead and try to get that bag through security," he snarled.

I took the bag and promptly walked through security without any issue.

As soon as I got on the plane I began feeling bad about the altercation.  I never lose my cool and hated that it happened.  I was tired and grumpy and angry at the airlines for their unethical price gouging.  Because of that, I smarted off to 2 people.

I felt a little bit like Superman using my powers for evil.  I should use improv to make people laugh, not to have an upperhand in arguments.

I sunk back into my seat on the airplane and attempted to fall asleep.  Unfortunately, I have completely taken over Jeannie's cold from last week and couldn't sleep because I was sniffling and coughing.  

After a layover in Charlotte I finally arrived at the airport in Raleigh.  I lugged my bags over to Hertz and picked up my rental car.  They were having all kinds of problems there and assigned me to the wrong car.  They wouldn't let me off the lot so I had to go back to the reception desk and have them give me a new car.  

Again, they assigned me to the wrong car and I was forced to drive back to get another car.  To my surprise, the guy at the front desk handed me the keys to a new car and said, "Just take this one."

Yep, they gave me a Mustang.

I most certainly didn't pay for a Mustang.  In fact, because of Priceline, I only paid $10 a day for my rental car.  I was supposed to have a Chevy Cobalt.  Mustangs were $75 a day.  

They told me I could bring the Mustang back tomorrow if I wanted to trade it in for the Cobalt I was supposed to be driving.  "Will I have to pay extra if I keep the Mustang?" I asked.

They reluctantly shook their heads no.

I smiled.

I'm keeping the Mustang.

I drove to the Hotel in Durham to check in.  True to everything else that has happened today, my reservation was screwed up.   The Hilton had overbooked their hotel and they didn't have a room for me.  My reservation was moved to the Marriott down the road.

They assured me that my room would be available early tomorrow morning.  We'll see.

After checking in at the Marriott I drove down the road and picked up some NyQuill, some Diet Dr. Pepper and some North Carolina BBQ.  

Since I'm here in North Carolina for the North Carolina Comedy Festival I had planned on driving the 'Stang over to the theater to watch some improv.  However, my eyes are burning, my throat is raw and my nose won't stop running.  

There's no way I'm getting off this hotel room couch.  I'm going to watch TV until I fall asleep and pray that I get better tomorrow by tomorrow.  It looks like I'm stuck here watching Survivor, The Office and last nights episode of Lost.

Feel better today...improv tomorrow.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

San Antonio...


Had to go to the Texas Clinic yesterday to have a physical. It's all in preperation for our embarkation on the Pride of America. We have to jump through all kinds of hurdles to get on that ship because it's an American registered ship.

The good news is that the doctor told me I'm in great shape. She told me I could stand to lose another 7 to 8 pounds, but I'm in ideal health. So that was good.

To celebrate we had Whataburger for lunch and Papa Johns for dinner!

Probably not the best choices, but they were both my selections.

This morning I was looking around on the internet to see when Mad Men was going to start back up and I found this great video. It's called Mad Libs Men!

They took the dialogue from Mad Men and played the Mad Libs game with it. Then they filmed it. I giggled like a little kid when I saw it.

The acting in this thing is really good. They really did an awesome job of nailing the language and the voices.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Lockhart, Texas...

We had ourselves and adventure today.

We drove up from San Antonio to Lockhart. Lockhart is considered the BBQ capital of Texas. Within a few blocks from each other there are several very competitive BBQ restaurants.

We visited several of them, but ate at Smitty's. They had an indoor smokehouse and all the food is served on brown packing paper.It was delicious.
After that we drove around the town looking at the different sites.

Now, you wouldn't think a town of 11,000 people would have very many tourists sites, but you would be wrong. For some reason, Lockhart is the location of many movies. Here are some of the movies that were filmed there:
  • A Perfect World (Martindale, Texas)
  • Flesh and Bone
  • Hard Promises
  • Home Fries
  • Honeysuckle Rose
  • Resurrection
  • The Getaway
  • The Faculty
  • The Newton Boys
  • Whats Eating Gilbert Grape
  • Where the Heart Is
And, the most important of them all.....

....One of my favorite movies of ALL TIME!!!!!
Waiting for Guffman!!!!!!!!!Does this courthouse look familiar?
How about this drive through that used to be a DQ?
Our greatest discovery was the stairway that led to Corky's apartment!
Corky! We want you to Live!
I can't tell you how happy it made us to find this place.Much to the chagrin of the people working there, we played on that fire escape stairwell for the better part of an hour.Afterward we drove up to Concordia University to visit Jeannie's brother Bud at his college. We went to dinner at a nice place called the Oasis which overlooked the Colorado River.

Here's Bud and Jeannie's mom Janie.
Here's Jeannie and her father Tom.
It was a very fun day!

Sunday, February 15, 2009

San Antonio...

On our first full day back on land Jeannie and I took full advantage of our situation.

We watched the Illini (on network TV) beat the Hoosiers.

Went to a movie with her parents and brother.

Ate some delicious Italian food.

Watched 4 hours of Anthony Bourdain.

What a great day.

Last night we ate a great Mexican restaurant and I had a puffy taco and an empanada. It was amazing. It's incredible how the food on land is so fresh, crisp and delicious tasting.

I lost 25 pounds while I was on the ship. I'm going to gain it all back in the first week!!!

There are a couple of things that I'm having a little bit of a problem adjusting to.

First off, the air is killing me.

I've been in a tropical climate for eight months and this dry air is making my throat incredibly raw. I'm also having a little trouble with the plant life. It's giving me bad migraine headaches that I can't shake.

Also, it's been a little tough sleeping because I'm not used to it being so quiet. On the ship there was always noise at night. The vent in my room was very noisy, not to mention the natural creaking of the ship, the waves, the carts rolling up and down the hallways, the loud music from my next door neighbor, etc., etc., etc....

It's also been weird seeing people in their normal clothing. I'm used to tacky Hawaiian shirts, moo-moos, flip flops and wife beater tank tops. It's also weird seeing women wearing bras. For the past 8 months I've been conditioned for women wearing their bikini tops underneath every article of clothing that they own.

It was also strange to see people wearing shoes at the movie theater. Every yokel on the ship seemed to come to the theater barefoot.

It's going to take awhile for me to adjust to this transition into a dignified society.

Saturday, February 14, 2009


We are off the ship.

It took forever, but we finally got off.

The past couple of days have been filled with disembarkation tasks.

I've also been organizing rehearsals and helping with the transition for the new cast that is boarding the ship today.

Yesterday we met as a cast and had our final meal together. As a special surprise I presented everyone with a secret project that I've been working on for the past few months. I'm the company manager for our cast so each day I had to go in to the Cruise Directors office and check e-mails and do a few tasks. While I was there I would also check the "Passengers Comments and Complaints" file on the computer. Initially I was only checking that folder to see if Second City was mentioned, but then I became fascinated by the daily comments that were made.

For example: Guest came to Reception to state that his is having trouble sleeping due to the ships movement and wanted to know if there is anything that can be done and when the ocean will calm down.

Guest came to the desk with her family very disappointed. Stated that among all the people on the ship I was the only one who greet and smile at them. Since the beginning of the cruise they have been receiving unpleasant treatment and no one has smiled at them.

There are tons of them where people demand to speak to the captain or demand compensation. It''s pretty hilarious.

After lunch we went our separate ways so we could pack and run some errands.

I went up to the 6th floor to use the computers and was greeted by our Cruise Director who was frantic. He ushered me into his office and closed the door. "We have a big problem," he said. "We need for you and your cast to stay on the ship one more week."

At first I thought it was a joke, but then I could tell by his face that it wasn't a joke at all.

My next thought was, "no one in the cast is going to believe me." I'd already played a joke on them earlier in the week where I had convinced them that our departure date had been switched to the 21st. No one was going to believe I was telling the truth.

My next thought was "I don't want to stay on the ship."

Don't get me wrong, I've had a great time on the ship and it's been a phenomenal experience, but I'm ready to go home.

Luckily, after 30 minutes it was all resolved.

Last night Jeannie and I ate sushi and celebrated Valentines Day. I got her Guitar Hero for her Nintendo DS. She was very excited.

This morning I got up at 5am and took a shower. We all then went through the final steps of officially disembarking the ship. By 7:30 Jeannie and I were on the bus headed to the airport.

It looked like it was smooth sailing from there on out. Unfortunately, that was not the case.

Even though I sent a bag home with my parents and mailed a bunch of stuff home my suitcase was 6 pounds overweight. I tried to shift things around and put things in my carry-on, but it wouldn't work. I had to go and buy another suitcase. soooooooooooo frustrating.

Now, we're sitting in the airport waiting for our plane to leave.
I'm trying to download Lost, The Office and 24 so I can watch it on the plane.

Do I look tired?I should.

I'm exhausted.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

2 days left...

I’ve been on this ship for 303 days and there are still things that happen everyday that blow my mind.

Today in the gym there was a woman running on the treadmill wearing sandals, blouse and a knee length skirt.

As I walked by the pool there was a 50 year old woman laying out in black underwear and a white full figured bra.

It just leaves you speechless.


The couch in my cabin has been a hot topic among the Second City cast on the ship.

Let me explain…

Before I got on this ship I was told there would be a small couch in my room. When I arrived here there was no couch in sight.

The Assistant Cruise Director promised to find one for me and searched all over the ship to locate one. Meanwhile, my former neighbor April decided she didn’t want a couch in her room anymore.

She called me up one evening and together she and I moved it from her room (4258) to my room (4252). I was very grateful. I badly needed someplace to sit other than the bed.
April was one of the featured singers for the Jean Ann Ryan Dancers (JAR) and her contract ended a month after she gave me the couch.

The new inhabitant of 4258 was Brian. Brian was also a JAR and this was his second stint on the Dawn. His previous cast was actually the group that April’s cast had replaced. In fact, he’d stayed in 4258 the first time he was on the Dawn.

He was very distraught to learn that April had given me her couch. By distraught, I mean devastated. All the Second City cast members have had in depth conversations with him about that couch.

The great thing about Brian is that he’s a blonder, tanner version of David Brent from the British Office.
He has a thick Central London British accent and wanders the hallways wearing eyeliner and a robe. He knocked on my door Christmas night and drunkenly slurred, “I just made out with three ladies this evening. Not at the same time mind you. I just thought you’d want to know.”

He then turned around and walked back towards his room. He returned a few seconds later and asked, “Are you leaving this week? I’d heard you were leaving?”

I told him I wasn’t leaving until Valentines Day and he said, “Fantastic. Keep you a little longer than, won’t we. Good for us, right. Good for the ship really, when you think of it. Please do though let me know when you’re leaving because I’ll get that couch out of your way so you’ll have more room to pack.”

In the past four months every time I have talked to Brian he has asked me when I was leaving.

On Tuesday he stopped me in the hall and said, “I heard your girlfriend is sick.”

I told him that Jeannie had a bad cold and hadn’t gotten out of bed in a couple of days.

“That’s terrible! Just awful,” he said. “Her last week on the ship and she’s ill. How dreadful is that. I can’t tell you how terrible that makes me feel. I just feel bloody awful about it. It’s so not fair for such a beautiful girl to be stricken sick on her last week. Listen, when would you like for me to get that couch out of your room for you?”

He shifted gears so quickly that it completely caught me by surprise. Without waiting for me to respond he ducked into his room and returned with 3 boxes of medicine. “Please, take this medicine to her. Please tell her that it’s from me and all I’ll want is for her to get better. So not fair. So unfortunate.”

I hope you read all of Brian’s dialogue with a British accent. It’s not the same unless you do.

I called Brian this morning and told him he could come and get the couch this afternoon at 4:00.

At 3:59 Brian showed up at the door.

I wasn’t here, but Jeannie was. By the time I got to my room at 4:05 the couch was gone.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009


First off, for anyone interested in take the Coaching and Teaching Workshop that I'll be doing in March, please note that the deadline for signing up for these workshops is Friday, Feb. 27th. If you're interested in taking any of these dates please let me know by the 27th.

The workshop will be at the CIC Theater on the corner of Southport and Addison.


We're in Tortola today. The Gem is here so I got to see Jen, Larrance, Rance, Deanna and Brett.

Brett was on the Dawn last winter and very badly wanted to come on board so that he could see some of his old friends who were still working on the ship. I filled out all the required paperwork and sent it in to the proper authorities early last week. It was approved and we were all set. usual...his name was not on the list when we attempted to go through security. A frustrating hour later and he was finally cleared to come on board. First though, I went on the Gem and took a tour of that ship.

Holy Smokes! That is a great freaking ship. It's only a year old so they've added a lot of nice things to it.

Afterward, Brett came on our ship for a little while before heading back onto his ship. For some reason, they are only docked here in Tortola until noon.

So now, I'm back at the Tortola Coffee shop for the final time.

It's funny, I don't have a lot of memorable moments from this Caribbean run. But, I will miss this weird little coffee shop. Aside from going to the beach, there's not much to do here in Tortola. So every Wednesday for the past 3 months I came here to do internet.
I wonder if I'll be able to go to an internet cafe in Hawaii and look out the window to see an old toilet stool.