From my blog:
Battle
November 27, 2008 by xsphat | Edit
Like so many captains before me who are facing a tough battle, I tour the ship. I walk slowly from room to room looking at everything but lost in my own thoughts. It feels as though I may not see any of this again, and I might not. So I try to take everything in but the trials we’ll soon face could best us from the start, and my mind is on nothing but that.
Everything is ship shape, do to the determination of the crew. The effort put forth to ready us for the coming battle all happened while I was away, and this is the way things go, but it is still admirable. Now everyone is asleep, everyone except me. The captain, who in a brief amount of time will relinquish his command and hope for the best, but we all know how this will end.
Yes, fair readers, yet another holiday season is upon us. This year, my number one has taken it upon herself to place our ship, our home, directly in harm’s way. We are hosting Thanksgiving. So for now, the captain’s chair is mine and I command a crew of deadite zombies, and in the morning, when the kitchen becomes the focal point, my number one will take the the command chair and I will be reduced to the status of cabin boy.
I hope the ship is returned to me in the order in which I’ll leave it. I hope I’ll again control the helm and lead my crew to greatness, but if we survive this battle tomorrow, another is a scant month away, and that is the big one. Thank god we aren’t hosting that one.
Sleep tight, fair crew, sleep tight. This quiet is the calm before the storm, and the storm may wash away my sanity before the day is out.
Happy holidays. I’m already looking forward to January.