If You Could See Us Now, Continued
(Featuring the blog stylings of Jack)
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*During an impassioned game of Catchphrase after dinner Saturday, Sir Deep proved he actually knows the last name of "Balki" from Perfect Strangers. It's Balki Balsomethingvich.

*What's a FUNSHIP cruise without gorging on everything edible in sight? By 9am Sunday morning, Mr. Reddy already put down three meals. Total for the day reached something like seven. Eight, counting the Mexican-buffet-midnight-buffet.

*Our waitstaff was largely Southeast Asian. Supattra the waitress developed a crush on Mister Reddy. Reddy never made a move, the wuss. Meanwhile Damay the drink lady liked to call my man Matthew "Meester Machoooo" an octave higher than normal.

*In our continuing quest to name all the US senators, we came through with a few more. When Stiles awoke Sunday morning, the first words out of his mouth: "Max Baucus! Montana!"

*Our dinner table buddy "Greg" never showed up to dinner again. (You get assigned a table with the same table mates for all nights of the cruise). BUT he did show up on the Lido Deck for the HAIRY CHEST COMPETITION. Moral of that story? White men who aren't Justin Timberlake should not dance.

*Today we debarked by 10am and rented a hot Dodge Neon to hang out in Miami for the day. Tried to find Elian Gonzalez's house in Little Havana; failed. Saw a movie. Ate lunch in South Beach. It was not South Beach Diet appropriate. Damn.