Dakota Day Dreamin'

Good (Insert time of day here)

It’s morning here. Side Note (but aren’t they all?): I once worked with a man who, when greeted with a toothy “Good morning!” from me would snap his head around to reveal crazy hair and mangy beard while replying,
“What’s so good about it? Just say mornin’!” At the same time, the cab of the pickup we were riding in would fill with his rancid breath that had a hint of 1952 left in it.

Gettin’ psyched about one more day of work before two days off. To make matters more splendid, we basically only have a half day of work today and will spend the rest of our afternoon in St. John. After the two days off over Easter, we don’t have a day off for another ten days. That may be a pain in the arse, but then Carnival (THE celebration of the year in the Caribbean) will be here, so all will hopefully be fine and dandy.

Oh yeah, the reason for this blog entry…not that anyone reads it…did you see how many people posted comments on the last blog entry after I pleaded for them to do so?….oh yeah, you didn’t read it…basically this is just a glorified diary…sorry I’m so cynical this morning…I just emailed my friend Ann Skoglund—you can blame her (she is the epitome of what it means to be a South Dakotan by the way)…did I have a point here?

That’s right—now I remember! We’re done with work in the ever so fulfilling cruising industry on May 17. We’ll then fly out on the 18th. The plan is to spend a few days in Syracuse before swinging through Clarence Center and Chautauqua on our way to the wide expanse of openness known as the Dakotas.

I don’t have any pics to put up today, but check back next week. Maybe we’ll do something fun this weekend.

Hope you all have blessed Easters wherever you may be. We’ll look forward to seeing you in a month or some other time throughout the summer!