Vacation

After waiting and waiting for an eternity, I'm officially on vacation today for the next two weeks. As if the timing couldn't be better, I'm also on a two week break between classes at school which makes the time that much sweeter. Because for the last few years we've thrown all our vacation energy and moolah towards the house, this year Jeff and I are going with his parents on a cruise up the East Coast to Halifax, Nova Scotia and St. John. We're all a-skitter about it.

The cruise was advertised as, "If you like all-night dancing and the singles scene then this cruise isn't for you, but if you like ball-room dancing and bridge, then come aboard!!!" Seriously. Three exclamation points as if to underscore the AWESOME fun of ball-room dancing and bridge. Thankfully there will be casinos out of port. We know going in the average age of the passengers is somewhat beyond honkin’ old and that we're very likely to be the youngest ones on board...and undoubtedly the gayest, which is fine because you know, everyone likes the gays so we're setting out to be the most popular "fella's" on the boat this time. We're hoping some of the people go home to their families and mention they met the nicest boys on the boat thereby allowing Jeff and me to do our small part in winning over the morals of mainstream, Middle America without really having to go get married as a political statement…which we’re not, even though we’re going to trolling through Boston. Thanks Mit!!!

Of course even though it's Memorial Day weekend and June is almost here (see: Summer), because we're going north into Canada country, it's going to be a chilly 10-degrees celcius (F = [1.8888 x C] + 32), meaning I'm packing sweaters, if it can be believed while the "Crack Whore" t-shirt I received as a gift from a friend who picked one up at "Jerry Springer: The Opera" in London is being left behind as I'm trying to tone down that rah-rah-rah-party boy image. AS IF. That's an "as if" as in, "AS IF I WAS EVER THE KIND OF PARTY BOY WHO COULD WHERE A CRACK WHORE T-SHIRT." No need to stroke out the senior citizens this go-round, I think.

Anyway, I'm going to try to film kibbles-n-bits of the trip to splice together one of those shorty movies for the website that all the cool kids are doing these days so we'll see. In the meantime, all bloggers passing through our verdant hamlet this week are welcome to use the hot-tub as it'll just be sitting there begging for bodies. Just remember, please no spooge in the tub and you KNOW what I’m sayin’; that's why we're having the deck built up around it. Enjoy.