Ling and the unspeakable horror not in my future

Hurricane Felix is no longer a concern for us, as it looks like despite strengthening back to cat 5, it will continue to track west into Central America and South Mexico. They can have it-we've got shit to do out here and really can't be bothered with another hurricane right now.

Speaking of being bothered (and I know you guys are gonna scream at me for not providing details, but I just can't and I NEED to write SOMETHING about this), it has been 10 years since I packed up my narrow view of the word and went to sea. In all my years out here, I have never seen the likes of what I saw, or more specifically, heard, out here, today. Bizarre, freaky, twisted, shocking, repugnant and horrific are just a few of the adjectives that come to mind. Granted, it's nothing that would make the news, prompt a movie, or land someone in jail, but good lord do I work in the strangest place on earth. Still, curious? Trust me, you are all better for not knowing. Revel in the fact that you live and work on dry land.

In other news, we had a big, fat Ling, or Lemonfish cruising around the ship, endlessly. He looks like a shark to my untrained, midwestern eye.
This is what the guys are familiar with Ling are dreaming of seeing, after they dream of this...



Finally, for the last month, or two, I've been trying to determine where in the hell I am going after this historic operation gets shut down. Today, I think I've finally found the last piece of the corporate puzzle that is my future. Nobody will/can tell me where it will be, but I came across a comment in a report that leads me to believe my next ship is unfortunately, very similar to this one, though with lousier accommodations and a whole host of problems of the sort I prefer not to deal with. The only upshot is that once there, I will most likely not come across the unspeakable horror that I was confronted with this morning. Good lord, I hope not, anyway.