So, the dinner cruise thing wasn't that exciting. I don't really know what the point of eating on a boat is if all you see outside is blackness with a skyline in the distance.
Tonight I sat with several of the Asian guys on the FrontPage team and their corresponding dates. There were so many cameras on the table at any given point that you just wouldn't believe it.
We got drink coupons, so I went up to the bar and asked for a Long Island, which is pretty much the only thing I drink. It turns out that drink coupons are valid for just about anything except a Long Island Iced Tea.
The boat arrived at the dock at about 10:10, and at around 10:30 one of the waiters came around to the group I was with at that point and started this exchange:
Waiter: Well, guys, it's 10:30. You don't have to go home...
Me: But we can't stay here?
Phil: Sounds like closing time to me.
Anyway, I was amused. As we stood outside the boat waiting for our turn in the valet line (this is the reason we stayed on the boat an extra 20 minutes), the girl I was with started jumping up and down. We looked at her, a bit puzzled...
Kristen: Jumping makes me warm!
Me: I avoid jumping. Jumping makes my man-boobs jiggle.
Phil: (starts jumping) Hey, I kind of like this. I used to have to pay for this!
Anyway, my new opinion is that dinner cruises aren't that exciting, as you may have guessed from this extremely mediocre post. They're kind of like dinner, except with waves.
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