Day 78 – At Sea

I slept in, needing to catch up on sleep from South Africa. Shortly before my SeaTV production meeting, I saw Erika, our Digital Storytelling professor, and routinely asked her if she picked up footage for us. She was meeting up with Matthew, our SeaTV teammate who had been kicked off the ship, and had told us that she was going to get two segments from him. He had edited an eating contest between Kevin and me (which I won, of course), and was supposedly going to film a segment called “A Lonely Lumberjack gets kicked off the Ship.” So, in total, we had expected Erika to come back with 7 or 8 minutes of footage.

Unfortunately, she had forgotten. And, I assume, Matthew never shot the Lonely Lumberjack segment. So, while we had expected a routine day in compiling our broadcast, we had hit a disaster. Unfortunately, I wasn’t really able to help because I have zero editing experience. But my teammates worked all day.

I had to continue with my classes, first drawing and then Gamelan. In Gamelan, we went outside to sing our song “Ke-Chak.” I was wearing my new beloved Jesus hat, when a sudden gust of wind blew it right off my head. I ran to try to get it, but when I got within a few feet a smaller gust of wind took it over the side of the ship. It’s hard for me to articulate just how angry I was when this happened. I just left class, despite fifteen minutes remaining. When I got to my cabin, I started screaming “NOOOOO!” and “FUUUUCK!!” repeatedly for a few minutes, and then I held a pillow to the wall with my left hand, and threw probably thirty haymakers into it with my right. I vow to get a similar hat on zazzle.

Before dinner, Tolan and I rehearsed Epiphany. The coffee house was the following day, and we still had a few more kinks to work out. Boy, this song was edgy. Knowing the current administration, which had even punished people for playing poker without money, claiming they were still gambling, we knew there was a possibility we’d get punished for some of the jokes we made. But we discussed the possibility and decided it was a risk we were willing to take.

After dinner I watched SeaTV. It was embarrassingly bad; clearly hastily put together. I pretty much had my head in my hands the entire time.

Once SeaTV ended I worked on my journal for a while. I’m desperately trying to catch up, but I’m not optimistic.

Around 10:20 I went up to the sixth deck for snack time, and there I saw Steve. Steve has been known to rock out on the Ukulele, and he and I had an impromptu sing-along. We sang “Wagon Wheel” by the Old Crow Medicine Show and “Cheeseburger in Paradise” by Jimmy Buffet. I asked Steve about learning the Ukulele, and he said it was super easy. Way easier than learning guitar. I decided that the Ukulele will be the instrument I try to learn, because I’m impatient and it offers instant gratification. It seems like a good baby step toward learning guitar.

As for the ladies, I had resolved ask Kenna out on a date today. But, as has been the case many times previously on this voyage, I never had a good opportunity. It needs to be brought up casually in one-on-one conversation; if you always run into her in a group setting you’re screwed. But then I had an epiphany (HAHA!); I should do it via note. Then I’d get an answer the next day. So I decided to leave a note on her door the next afternoon.