9-9-11

Friends, I'm oh so very tired.  I've had a lot of good 'post ideas' but sadly they all take time.  (I realize it's poor form to complain about how much time your blog consumes on your blog...) I've had a couple watches in a row that have felt as if they would never end.  Copious amounts of traffic in tight quarters.  No craziness ensued...but it's left me feeling beat.

It is now 1300 (one in the afternoon) - I'm going to wash my face, brush my teeth, get into my comfies and climb into my rack....and then unwind with a good 'ole trashy romance novel.

I took this photo a few days ago.  We passed a cattle ship!  We could actually smell it from a few miles away!  As we were trailing astern we started seeing 'junk' in the water - it took us a few minutes to figure out that the cattle hands must be mucking stalls!  Think of it as a metaphor....as in:  I'm sick of this shit and I'm ready to go home!  (Man, I honestly crack myself up sometimes....seriously....I just started laughing out loud at my desk....)