In which I was on a boat... mostly

Sand Cthulhu!Last week I was on a boat. It was a good boat. Nice and big and full of seamonkeys, games, fezzes, games, beardalos, fezzes, and geeky famous peoples.

Piratical anagrams were anagrammed.

Warm water was swam in.

Not even the bottom of the sea was safe from our influence.

Sand things were built.

KING HAT!

Ukuleles were played.

Pencils were artisanally sharpened.

Geometric shapes were made out of body parts.

Moustaches spontaneously sprouted into glorious follicle panache on every available surface.

Things were organized.

Seamonkeys were sketched.

Met all kinds of people and we... we mucked everyone. Sluice box muckin', that is.

Oh, and there was music too.

You should have been there.

And then normality was restored (except for the occasional swaying).

And I suspect Mr. Coughing-Guy-Behind-Me on the flight home may have contributed to my resulting travel crud.

But! While I was on the boat, I happened to release a few creatures in the form of art cards into the wild. <seamonkeys> If you happen to have adopted one of these guys from the game room, I'd be absolutely tickled to know where they ended up. Please contact me with photos and/or highly exaggerated stories about their adventures and/or just a "howdy". Thanks! </seamonkeys>

Yay! More photos! Yay!