I would like to welcome Lance Gunberg and post his open letter to Carnival Corporation, Senior Cruise Director John Heald, Heidi heald and Stephanie Leavitt.
I respectfully submit an open letter to Carnival Corporation, Senior Cruise Director John Heald, Heidi Heald and the unprecedented Queen of the Blog, Stephanie Leavitt.
We, the members of the Evil Krewe of King Ed, the Big, have been waiting patiently on pins and needles (as well as chairs and sofas) for some (ANY) news on the upcoming Bloggers Cruise 2, leaving the port of New Orleans on the 7th of February, 2009.
The day of departure is fast approaching and still, nary a peep from our “peeps” at Carnival. Whatever could they be up to?
We religiously (and non-religiously) check John’s blog on a daily basis, awaiting a blurb, a byte, a bit, or even a morsel of information concerning the upcoming cruise. Oh, sure… there have been hints galore, but what are hints really? Merely a tease. The moment John even hints at a BC Version 2.0 activity or event, our collective inboxes begin to overflow with speculation as to the nature of the event or activity.
Well, I am here to throw down the gauntlet. (I can do that because I am SIR LANCELOT!) Although I really haven’t had to USE a gauntlet for some time now. Really, ever since Guinevere left it out in the rain and it rusted, it’s been in the bottom of my underwear drawer. But I digress…Please give us something. ANYTHING!
Help us, Stephie-Wan Kenobe… you’re our only hope!
You should see our inboxes. Well, maybe you shouldn’t. This crew (Krewe) has been filling time by sending out emails concerning every bit of minutiae of everyday life, biding the time until we get some real “meat and potatoes” from the folks of Carnival.
What might that minutiae be, you ask? Well, if I have to open another email with a question about “removing a stain from a family credenza” or “please send this email out to at LEAST ten people in your contacts or a terrible plague will befall you” or “does any of the crew know a good remedy for chronic flatulence?”… I mean REALLY. Enough is enough.
Honestly, I can’t take it anymore! I beseech thee (Again, I can say “beseech” because I am Sir Lancelot), John, Heidi, Stephanie, or whomever else is reading this blog spot. PULEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE send us all out an inkling, a tidbit, a morsel, a CRUMB of information about our anxiously awaited Bloggers Cruise II. Help to restore the sanity of this crew. Like a person lost at sea, we are in dire need of a drink of fresh water.
I fear that if we don’t hear something to whet our collective appetites soon, I will be forced to flood your inboxes with a chain letter that, if not passed on to at LEAST 10 people in your contacts, will cause your teeth to rot, your bottom to develop chronic boils and your computer to start playing “It’s a Small World” repeatedly AT HIGH VOLUME, until you are compelled to jam knitting needles into your eardrums for some blessed relief.
Guest blogger on Big Ed’s Carnival Blog…
PS… Pretty please with a cherry on top?
No, really. Something? ANYTHING??
Thank You Lance. I hope this gets seen by all those you addressed this open letter to.