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Swears Like a Sailor: 11/01/2007 - 12/01/2007

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Swears Like a Sailor. Life on the Open Seas.and the Crew Bar. Hasta Oregon, Hola Miami. For those who know me, staying with my mother in Salem, Oregon, has not been a pleasant experience.  I feel far too akin to the overweight ne'er-do-wells living in their parents basement in their mid-twenties (oh, and my birthday is in a few days, so I suppose late twenties now officially applies).  My mother is also insane with a life ruled by clutter. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Blogs and o...

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Swears Like a Sailor: Hasta Oregon, Hola Miami

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Swears Like a Sailor. Life on the Open Seas.and the Crew Bar. Hasta Oregon, Hola Miami. For those who know me, staying with my mother in Salem, Oregon, has not been a pleasant experience.  I feel far too akin to the overweight ne'er-do-wells living in their parents basement in their mid-twenties (oh, and my birthday is in a few days, so I suppose late twenties now officially applies).  My mother is also insane with a life ruled by clutter. Hmm, so where am I supposed to send your book now? Subscribe to: ...

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Swears Like a Sailor: Back in the USA

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Swears Like a Sailor. Life on the Open Seas.and the Crew Bar. Back in the USA. There will be no post mortem. I had an amazing time, but it doesn't feel appropriate to blog about it. Suffice to say, I'll have to go back to Italy, if only to explore the southern most points that I neglected this journey. The art was awe-inspiring, the clouds breath-taking, and the scenery fantastic. I was sad to go. The thought of flying rats flapping their wings in close proximatory to me frightens me. Back in the USA.

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Swears Like a Sailor: 09/01/2007 - 10/01/2007

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Swears Like a Sailor. Life on the Open Seas.and the Crew Bar. It’ll also be the first time I wear my knee-length pleated front khaki shorts. I’m gonna scare the natives with my deathly pallor. So, apparently I’m a sucker for international booty call. I bought the ticket today. He’s giving me his half of the airfare when I get there. Just so long as he doesn’t leave it on the bedside table. Puts a Smile On My Face.Or Is That a Rueful Grin? Pass the Buck on the Left Hand Side. Cue the Trumpet Fanfare.

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Swears Like a Sailor: 10/01/2007 - 11/01/2007

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Swears Like a Sailor. Life on the Open Seas.and the Crew Bar. Back in the USA. There will be no post mortem. I had an amazing time, but it doesn't feel appropriate to blog about it. Suffice to say, I'll have to go back to Italy, if only to explore the southern most points that I neglected this journey. The art was awe-inspiring, the clouds breath-taking, and the scenery fantastic. I was sad to go. I never got around to finishing up Bahamian Rhapsody, prioritizing packing and organizing myself over bloggi...

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Swears Like a Sailor: Little Lies

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Swears Like a Sailor. Life on the Open Seas.and the Crew Bar. I never got around to finishing up Bahamian Rhapsody, prioritizing packing and organizing myself over blogging, which makes me a big liar. I leave tomorrow, and I expect to be on hiatus until I return around the 26th. After all, I have a lot of time and sex to make up for. Your prayers for my safety and security should go something like this:. Be safe, have fun, take pitures. Uh, pictures of venice not the sex. 12 October, 2007 22:03.

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Swears Like a Sailor: 09/01/2008 - 10/01/2008

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Swears Like a Sailor. Life on the Open Seas.and the Crew Bar. I realized that it's been almost a year since I even bothered with this. On a ship, every week feels like a month. Friendships are born and die in the lifespan of a fruitfly. I may not continue this online thing. I don't feel clever, nor do I feel in on the joke; I don't really wish to wax lyrical or pithy. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Deep Blue Sea, and occasionally Oregon, United States. View my complete profile. Gin and Tonic Lounge.

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Swears Like a Sailor: 08/01/2007 - 09/01/2007

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Swears Like a Sailor. Life on the Open Seas.and the Crew Bar. Let the Music Play. The New York Times, MSN, and a million music-obsessed blogs have commented on this phenomenon, and perhaps that merely underscores its pervasiveness rather than the irrelevancy of this post. Or, most likely, it’s both. That "pretty sure" is probably her idea of a positive outlook, but it's not exactly inspiring. Oh, and I want my paycheck. I have loans to pay and a Gogol Bordello concert to attend. Thus it is with these mem...

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Swears Like a Sailor: 03/01/2007 - 04/01/2007

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Swears Like a Sailor. Life on the Open Seas.and the Crew Bar. For Brian's sake I will keep the "musing" to a minimum. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Deep Blue Sea, and occasionally Oregon, United States. A deck hand cruising the high seas in search of misadventures to relay back to the land lubbers back home. View my complete profile. Ive finally been placed on the hiring list for a. Blogs and other addresses I find myself typing in. Eric and Jim's Look-In Blog. Gin and Tonic Lounge.

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Swears Like a Sailor: 04/01/2007 - 05/01/2007

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Swears Like a Sailor. Life on the Open Seas.and the Crew Bar. Crying Like a Bitch Can Get You Places. This is NOT the L.A. I had expected) Finally, thirty minutes later Hotel B’s shuttle arrived. A bellhop took my bags, told me to check in and let him know where my bags needed to go. Sweet relief would be mine! I just wanted a shower and bed…maybe some dinner, but that was negotiable. All Aboard.Or the Ship Equivalent. You bet your ass. Ask any woman what style of pants do the most damage to exacerba...