[Actually posted on 3/2/12]
Today is the first day since returning from Poseidon’s bosom (Neptune’s boobs for you Protestants) that I no longer feel the gentle, queasy swaying of Mother Ocean rocking me to sleep. Any by sleep, I mean sick. And by sick I mean, “Get your coat so I can throw up in your coat.”
Having recaptured my equilibrium, I’ve found myself scouring the Facebooks and Flickrs for additional proof beyond that of my own photos and sea-addled memories that JoCo Cruise Crazy DID ACTUALLY happen. Turns out it did, and I’m just sad it’s over and terribly missing my friends. Speaking of friends, this photo-comic is full of them. Despite the lovely David and his even lovelier wife Maggie, you will also notice the beginnings of my week long adventure with the Wheaton clan (Wil, Anne and Ryan). It is no secret that I do loves me some Wheatons. On their own (one at a time) they are merely delightful, but pile them all up together on a boat or a tropical beach and they are force of delight to be reckoned with.
My wife and I ended up splitting our time and adventures between the Wheaton’s, and The Willises (David and Maggie) + The Explosms (Rob and Heather). You will see more of the ensuing adventures in the photo-comics to come, but seeing as how this comic only encapsulates the first day I am going to have to make a concerted effort NOT to make 7 or 8 more of them. I’m hoping to cull together the “greatest hits” of the week and do 2, maybe 3 more.
Speaking of greatest hits, here’s Wil and I doing “Fuck Her Gently” by Tenacious D during JoCo Cruise Crazy open mic. I know, right?