zero hour

on thursday night i'm flying to new york city. this will be the beginning of my nine month stint as sailor and cook on the east coast.

-a pause in the dialogue for a moment of worry- "this is the day after tomorrow; holy shit!! what am i doing on this computer? i have a bag to pack, taxes to file, errands to run..."

back to the boat life. i'm excited to go back after two months off, time to stretch those sea legs and dust off the knives. boat life means: sailing, fresh wind in your face, salty spray off the bow, fantastic sun rise, [see it's sun rise 'cause i'll be on the atlantic. weird], cramped sleeping quarters, infrequent showers, dirty laundry out of a backpack, less internet access. damn i love it! the posts may be few and far between, but don't stop reading. the subject matter on the boat is much more interesting than me sitting around portland, drinking coffee, and bemoaning my solitary state. so fear not, keep reading, and expect the best.