digitaldiscipline ◾ ◾ .... *creak*

So, today has been as big a let-down as expected, with an added splash of dumbass.

I've got a wicked sore throat and some spectacular fall foliage-hued snot going on; I presume that this is due to far too little sleep on the boat followed by prolonged exposure to a three year old with a runny nose and some delightfully cool and wet weather[1].

The dumbass factor was running out of gas on my way into the office this morning. I normally get about fifty to eighty miles out of the fuel onboard once the idiot light goes on, and thought I'd make it all the way in; made it about 3/4 of the way... and stopped at the only gas station that was sold out of gas cans. So my misdemeanor count is (1) for today, "transporting gasoline in an improper container."[2]

Spent almost the perfect amount of time with just about everyone on the boat[3]; drama vortices were thankfully sparse (and/or facetious in nature). That said, Thursday night's rough weather would have provided the perfect burial at sea environment. ;-)

So, another big round of thanks to everyone who made it a highly nifty vacation. My set list from The Chamber will be posted to the Gothcruise community once I bounce to the other office.

[1] Not being facetious on that count - the 50's felt *great* during our time in Brooklyn.
[2] No, I wasn't visited by John Law.
[3] Could have gone for a bit more