Seeing if this works

So I got the BlogPress app for my iPhone. I'm flat on my back in my cabin after last night's two shows and then staying up til four a.m. with Tallis and Marina over making smoothies watching several episodes of ANGEL. It's a Panama Canal day so there's no real reason to get out of bed, but eventually I'll find one. Basically I'm just seeing if this works... Writing because I haven't in a while... And so on.
Things have been decent out here, though this is quite a dull run. I call it the third world poverty tour. Not a lot of great ports, a lot of locals hassling you to buy cheap souvenirs, and a stunning lack of lush tropical beauty. Still, it beats... many other things.
Yesterday was the first anniversary of a really bad day. ...Yeah. I'll leave it at that.
Here are some recent and semi-recent pictures, again to see if this works.











-- Post From My iPhone

(Okay... Just noticed that did NOT work because I had my permissions set wrong. This was sent to post at 5:20pm on November 23... but was only saved as a draft, apparently. )

Randomalia

I keep forgetting to write, and without reliable and constant internet access it's difficult. So in place of a real entry, I will relate a story or two about how surreal my life seems lately.

The other day, I was with a couple of friends checking email. I was showing Tallis how to use the wifi on her laptop with the access spot we found. She got up and left, and the other friend I was with was sitting there unshaven and tousled, having just travelled for the better part of 48 hours. He was telling me about a great hotel the company had put him up in the night before last, and how it'd be a "great place to get laid," and that he wished his girlfriend had been there. It was funny, funnier than that sounds, trust me. Anyway, I'm writing an email and I realize that I'm sitting there with Adrian Zmed, and that if you'd told me a year ago I'd be casually hearing stories like that from the guy who was "gonna sco-o-ore tonight" in GREASE 2 and rode shotgun to Bill Shatner in TJ HOOKER in a smelly internet place... well, I'd have never imagined the circumstances that would lead to such a thing.

Things are good, honestly, quite good, but I could use some inspiration. The guitar is coming along, and the shows are good. I'm just missing the spark I once had; I know where it went and what doused it - that's not hard to guess -but I don't know how or if it will come back.

I'm trying though.

What a mess

Here I am, flaunting my passenger status as I sit in the oh-so-stinky crew mess where the elite certainly do not meet or eat.

This is not a real post, a full post, a true post, it's just a post to let you know one is coming, in a week or less, so keep checking. I have had complaints.

So, yeah. Just had to replace some people... that'll be for the best, I think, in the long run.

More to come, with lots o' photos... or you can just befriend me on facebook and see them NOW....