Another installment of Capt Paulie’s night shift. Let’s talk about flies.
What posseses a fly to travel ten nautical miles just to land on my burger for 1 second and then spend the rest of its life landing on various parts of my body before ending in a splat from a disgustingly old fly swatter?
Why would it’s friends follow? There’s at least 15 flies in here! Why leave land? Land has garbage and shit and all kinds of other gross fly attracting crap. Is it a fly vacation? Take a boat? See the world?
It’s pitch black again. We dodged a t storm earlier. Seas are flat as a pancake 😁. So comfortable.
No wind. Diesel running. Breathing fumes. Getting really slee