We. Are still. At sea.

Last night I discovered, much to my future financial dismay, that my US cell phone works onboard whilst we are at sea. They installed a transponder for the most popular US cell phone companies some time ago, but I never noticed it working until now.

Yesterday may have been expensive.

As I mentioned earlier, we were supposed to hit Belem, but did not, and thus we singers did our recent homebrewed show in the main theatre. It went very well... pics:This is Corinne, and Mallorie. They are really superb vocalists, and this is them singing "I Know Him So Well"... Our show was called "Unexpected Songs" and was basically intended to showcase theatre songs that most people are less aware of; gems that aren't self-indulgent ridiculous twaddle but that are really accessible and good for any audience willing to give them a chance. Also some songs that might be more known, but are performed in unusual ways. Not "Unusual Way," but ... say a nice, sort of contemporary ballad take on "Who Will Buy" by our tenor Joe. Mallorie was on the last contract as well, and she may as well be my little sister. She and I sang two of my favorite pieces, the finale duet from Secret Garden and "I'd Give It All For You." Corinne and I did "Point of No Return..." because while everyone always sings Phantom, it's rare anyone pulls that piece out of context. Below is the only photo of me that came out in focus. That's me and Phil Torres' back during "The Hardest Part of Love." Note to the person who took these photos: I think perhaps making everyone else's photos look good and all of mine come out fuzzy may have been at least subconsicously intentional. Just a thought. Perhaps I'm just unfocused. This is a photo of the Guatemalan boy we nearly adopted, mentioned in an earlier entry.
This is a horrible picture of me, but it's me in the Observation Lounge singing "The Boxer" with the missed Cesar Paucar. Buy his CDs. Hey wait... buy my CDs, first. Then his. Then Donald Cant's. Then... I'll get you a list.