• Where do I even live?

    Welcome back sailors. I finished out my six weeks in April, told Angel not to have too much fun without me, and headed back to the big city. The night… Read more

  • Adrift again

    I didn’t see It coming but I tripped and fell and now I’m back on the ship. Not the same ship but the same job. See, the person who was… Read more

  • where is my deus ex machina?

    I kept thinking I would be able to wrap this contract up in a tidy bow once I got back to land. That I would step off the ship and… Read more

  • Senioritis

    Yo guys I cannot believe I am still on this fuckin boat. Yes, I called it a boat. That’s how you know the koolaid has run dry. I am just… Read more

  • A (limited) Travel Guide

    I am not a professional traveler but maybe I should be. One of my personal heroes is Anthony Bourdain, I’m still fucking pissed that he’s dead. I deeply admire his… Read more

  • Backstage Pass

    Hello blog, I’ve missed you. I haven’t written anything new in quite a few weeks and for that I am sorry. I have no excuse other than at first I… Read more

  • Shipuationships

    This entry is the one I have simultaneously been the most excited and most scared to write. This is the real shit, the big feelings, the source of the most… Read more

  • The Second Seven

    Before I started this current contract, I knew I would be doing a “repositioning voyage”. That is ship lingo for switching from one home port to another, usually over a… Read more

  • Shadow shit

    Trigger warning, I’m going to be talking about suicide. More specifically suicide’s little cousin, suicidal ideation. It may seem a little out of left field and I’ll admit, it is.… Read more

  • Don’t call it a boat

    It’s a ship. When I first got the contract, before I ever set foot onboard, I spent a lot of time calling it in a boat. There are many hours… Read more