Good morning, I see that we made it through another night. Looks like we got a card sharp aboard this trip. I lost five bucks. Not too bad, but he had six cards on a five card draw. Hmmm, last time that happend, well the guy just wasn't there in the morning. These old ships don't have much in the way of deck lighting, gets real dard out there...

Whats the weather today. Well the sea is what we call oily, real smooth, only about an eight foot swell, Boiler #2 is back on line, so we have enough power to run the rest of the ship. We are also up to 14 knts. the old girl has a bit of spunk left in her after all.

I'm in the wheel house, Anderson in on the wheel. He likes the southern routes, sence his hands got frostbit so bad. (See Ring the bell.) The ship is rolling about twenty degrees on each swell, nice and slow.

Wait. (Ringing of ships telephone) Me: Bridge. Voice: {Something is going on in back of the ship. It's awfull.] Me: Who is this? This phone is for offical ships buisness. Voice: [Heeeellllpppp] (click)

AW Shit!, Anderson, hold this course. I ring the intecome. Voice; Moe Here. (The boson) Me: I got a report of something going on back aft. The report came from #4 phone. Check it out. Voice: OK, I'll get right back. (mumble mumble) (click)

I sit back in the chair and gaze out over the bow of the ship. Pick up my coffee cup and take a swallow. Oh, Crap, here comes Rover. Headded right for Andersons leg.

Damn Dog, don't they teach you anything.

Rover is humping Andersons leg. The dog has a glazed look in his eyes. Anderson is hoppin on one leg trying to get the dog loose. A big swell comes and the ship takes a big roll to port. Anderson falls down spinning the wheel on his way down. Now there is a pile of Anderson and love starved dog in the corner of the wheelhouse. I get up out of the chair and head for the wheel, when I slip on one of the Captans old beer bottles. I land right on my butt. The ship leans over some more.

I hear one of the passengers screeming.

Slowly, too slowly the ship begins to right herself.

As I get up on my feet, I think, 'Gad, I hope things are ok back in passenger country...