This is a collection of Instagram posts over the last 5 years involving food.
It is a beautiful early summer morning on a Maple tree covered cemetery and the lake morning sun streaming partially through the leaves. The winds were calm with gust enough movement to make the light twinkle through the leaves. Amongst the tombstones, there is a body lying as motionless and at pease as those in the soil a mere few centimetres below. Then Fred awakens, as he rises the reality of the situation hits him like a cement truck. He is feeling envy that the souls below don’t have to suffer the terrible feeling from the over exuberance of the night before that he has forgotten.
It was quite obvious that he had been drinking and he was missing pieces of clothing like his left sock, it was nowhere to be found. Fred had woken up hugging a small headstone.
Fred is stunned as he realizes where he is this time as he sees a group of headstones before seeing the with “Fred Useless” engraved. Fred exclaims “Damn… Not again… Damn!”
Fred rises to his feet and staggers holding his head while entering a pathway noticing Phil lying hunched over a tree with a few beer bottles around him.
“Phil? Is that you, man?”, shouted Fred. “Phil, dude, wake up.”
Fred hoping that Phil is still alive, kicks Phil’s leg. (Several times) Phil awakens with some disorientation as he suffers from a nasty hangover, and really pissed off that someone not gust woke him up but made his body suffer blows of unexpected pain by kicking him.
“What a night…” squeaked Phil as he stretched and welcomed the morning light. Phil can barely see Fred standing over hims as the sun irritates his eyes. “Oh, hey Fred. How the night treat you?” Phil rises to his feet as Fred pokes fun at Phil’s physical state.
“Apparently, not as good as yours.”, replied Fred
Phil suggests that they go get breakfast and Fred agrees. Phil gets up and starts to walk away with Fred but stops when they here a voice in the woods.
“Phil!?”, a mysterious long and very sweet sounding voice bellows.
“Oh, Wait one second.”, says Phil. Phil runs back and finds Bekka (Looks perfect) from hiding behind the tree.
“I’m sorry I forgot you.”, apologized Phil.
“It’s ok, but I’m hungry.”, Bekka replied.
“That’s ok sweaty, Fred just stopped by to bring us for breakfast.”, explained Phil.
“You’re the best!”, Bekka replied, followed with a passionate kiss that made Phil really happy.
Fred rolled his eyes and wanted to puke a little bit, and not just from the hangover.
The three of them start waking out of the woods.
“Out drinking alone, eh?”, Fred asks Phil. Since remembering that Phil had blew him off last night that he was going to have a quiet night at home with his bottle of scotch.
“That was the plan…”, says Phil as he looks into Bekka’s eyes and then Phil kisses Bekka as they are all walking out of the woods.
Fred is scratching his head and thinks as aloud, “I think I am forgetting something important?”
Back at the “Fred Useless” headstone, it stands bare as RIta’s head appears
from behind it, her hair is in complete disarray, makeup smeared and clothes loose-fitting and unfashionable.
“Mmm… Fred”, Rita says in confusion. Rita notices the headstone and jumps away startled. “What the hell? Fred!” Rita wonders aimlessly. Hoping desperately that she is not alone, she continues to shout, “Fred! Fred!”
This effort is to be in vain as yes indeed Rita is alone.
(More to come in Part 2)
The preceding is an adaptation of a screenplay for a short film of the same name, portions of this story were enhanced with suggestions from Tony Tompkins. It has been formatted from the original to fit the blog format.
Today I went on a drive and took some photos.
Photo Caption: Happy 208th anniversary of the marriage of King Ludwig I of Bavaria! #Oktoberfest
Photo taken at: Grimross Brewing Co.
This tale begins about a month ago. I received a marketing email from my favourite travel company Maritime Travel. It offered a talk about the offerings by Royal Caribbean Cruise Line, lunch, and a tour of the Anthem of the Seas when it was in port on September 13th. I had never received one of these invitations before but was in envy of those who did. I was kind of in an when I showed it to a colleague, her eyes lit up and said
So, I replied back that I was interested and quickly go a reply back that I was on the list.
About a week before the trip, I received an email with the details that basically confirmed the times.
Meet at the “Port of Saint John” by 9:30 am. There
When we got to the terminal the commissioner let us into the terminal and gave us directions to go to the furthest door. We passed through the “Fundy Cruise Market”, which carried all the typical local wares. (Including Maple Syrup). Once in the terminal, it was a flutter of activity with people being directed to their excursions or tours to see the city. Once at the far gate as directed we were then pointed to the group of people sitting at the
We waited there for about a half hour before proceeding up to the ship. This was an incredible people-watching opportunity to see the different types of tourist from the ship and to judge them. Especially the “I’m wearing the T-shirt from my last port” guy.
We were then led up in the group to the security gate, after checking ID they gave us a ship pass and then we were directed to the security gate. The first sign this was not
The ship itself is like I giant beautiful mall and hotel at sea. There are so many things to do and things to see. It is also well suited for winter in New York(ish) as most of the pools have the ability to be glassed in and there are incredible pools on the front solarium where you can get incredible views.
There are also enough bars that you probably never have to use the same one twice. Although there is even a
After the tour
The main discount was pretty much just access to the on-ship Next Cruise desk what had some deals. After we wandered the ship a bit more and took some more photos.
If the economics worked out I would like to travel on this ship or another RCL ship sometime. This ship is incredible. The elevators even have a floor pattern that tells you what day of the week it is. The
Photo Caption: Movie Night!!!! 🍿 🎥 It has been too long.
Photo taken at: Cineplex Cinemas Saint John
Photo Caption: Third Shift Night #saintawesome
Photo taken at: Saint John, New Brunswick