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Bula!
I love to travel. I know I do, because it says so in my bio. But hold on a sec, what’s that feeling deep in my soul, aching for my own bed? Or perhaps it is (dun, dun, duh!) bad airline food. As an aside, I know you aren’t supposed to actually eat the airline […]
Google Time Travel
First of all: Google, buy a clue. It’s not a blog if it doesn’t have comments. Google is pushing their calendar, and in a recent post gets clever about time travel. But, as with most calendars, they do a terrible job of time travel. I’m crossing the international dateline next week, and my calendar is […]
Me Old Crew
Ye always hope when you sign on with a new crew that you’ll become part of the legend of the ship, that they’ll carve yer name in the mast and speak of you in hushed tones on nights when the sea is flat and the air is warm. When I got Shanghaied by Quinnipiac, one […]
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