So I’ve been on the ship for 18 days and I finally feel like I’m finding a routine of sorts. And I hate to admit that part of that routine is going to bed woefully early. I think I’ve managed to stay awake past midnight twice so far. Usually around 9:30 pm I’m ready with calling it a day. Officially making me one of the lamer cast members. I did go to the crew bar on for the first time last night, and realized quickly that I haven’t been missing anything. Though, it is larger than any other crew bar I’ve been in, it still holds very little appeal. I just have no desire to rubbed up against, humped on or asked how old I am by a 20 something. No matter how cute they are. That’s just me.

We are in Kona today and Rance and I bought tennis rackets. I’m very excited about the prospect of playing tennis and maybe even playing decently at some point in the future. Though I already feel sorry for any prospective partners. I’m not good, and my hand-eye coordination is even worse, especially when balls are flying at my face. But it sounds like a great way to spend an afternoon, especially when a beach is close by enticing me to dive in for a cool refreshing dip.

Today’s video is from a couple of weeks ago when the old and new cast came together for a game of Pit. We are dorks.