November 27th, 2006

christmas 2008


Yeah, it's been like, over a month. Much has transpired but little has changed. The weekend after I last wrote I went home, and that Saturday night, took in an Islanders game (which the Isles won in overtime) and then headed to The Nutty Irirshman of Bay Shore, and saw Peat Moss and the Fertilizers. This trip was, however, different from previous excursions - I went out in my dress uniform. Even though I was out by myself, I had an awesome time. I had my picture taken with a bachelorette party; some girl came up and asked me what all my ribbons meant, saying she wanted to be me for Halloween; and I got a lot of thanks from random people for the whole defending freedom thing. I also straightened out some fucked up shit with my car registration.

In the following week, I qualified Reactor Operator, which means they let me sit in front of a panel with a bunch of bells and whistles, and a bunch of cool switches whose functions I really can't say too much about. The following Friday, we had a piece of gear break, and we were all there until about 1800 repairing and retesting it. After getting off, I headed up to Mohegan Sun, hearing that Uncle Kracker would be playing a free show in the Wolf Den. I took a seat at one of the blackjack tables near the Den, and quickly got up by a good amount. I seesawed a bit, came back down to my original stake, then got up again, the table was lukewarm for about a hour, and then three and a half hours into play, it caught fire. I split twice, doubling on one of the hands, and the dealer busted, leading to a $100 win on that hand. By the time I finished just after 2300, I had won $550. That money went straight into the bank; after all, I wouldn't be immediately needing it, since we were heading out to sea on Sunday.

The twenty-three day underway that followed was not a particularly bad one; we were taking out senior officers being groomed to command boats. We played a bunch of war games, shooting off the entire supply of torpedoes with which we left port. The one thing that truly sucked was having a giant capacitor in one of our cabinets rupture in the third week. We spent nearly two full days troubleshooting and repairing that thing.

We pulled back into Groton last Monday and have been busy turning the boat around to go out to sea again this Tuesday. I worked until 2000 on Monday, stood duty on Tuesday, and didn't get released until 1600 on Wednesday. As expected, I wasn't able to reserve a ferry from New London to Orient Point for that afternoon, so I'd be driving around the Sound to get home for Thanksgiving.

(To be continued in the next entry...)
  • Current Music
    Band Aid (Bono & Adam Clayton) - Do They Know It's Christmas?
christmas 2008

"make turns for Northport."

I left Groton at 1754, expecting the one hundred sixty mile trip to Northport to take three and a half to four hours. I reached Northport at 2030 - two hours and thrity-six minutes. I was fortunate to be on the road after the traffic had thinned out. I got home, and wondered where I was going to head. I thought about Tavern on the Harbor on Main Street, but settled instead on Napper Tandy's. I ended up having a beer there, not seeing anybody I knew, moving on to Changing Times in East Northport, having another beer, again not seeing anybody I knew, and heading home about 2330.

Thursday morning was spent relaxing. This relaxation included forty minutes on the phone with Ryan, covering a lot of ground, including the story behind the impending closing of All Star Video, where Ryan has worked since just after we left high school. He's about to enter a major transition period in his life, and I lamented the fact that I'll be underway and thus unable to immediately offer my sage counsel. This was followed by dinner, which was scrumptious as always. Thanksgiving evening was spent with a set of octuplets named Budweiser, leading to incapacitation just after midnight.

After getting up at 0700 on Friday, I decided to pull the bicycle out of the garage and go for a ride. This exertion, combined with the events of the previous night, put my head over the toilet for dry-heave ops shortly after returning from the ride. That cleared my system, and left me ready to do some Black Friday shopping. I bought two copies of the seventh season of Seinfeld (one for me and one for Mom); a copy of Accepted; and a wireless adapter for my old laptop (which has been gifted back to my parents). I followed this with lunch at White Castle (the effects of which I'm still feeling), and an attempt to buy a new cell phone (the old one developed a problem with the battery at some point during the Halloween party last month). The people at the Cingular store couldn't access my account; it's their loss, since now I'll just buy a phone online. I went home and took a nap, which lasted until 1455 - about twenty minutes later than I would have wanted. I hurriedly packed my things - leaving behind the DVDs I bought - and headed east to catch the 1700 ferry, which I easily made. I saw Borat! after getting back to Connecticut, which was very funny, but also very disturbing. Yesterday was a duty day, one that extended two hours later than it should have because I thought I wouldn't be able to paint, when in fact I was - so I had to stay late. But after that, I saw Casino Royale, the new James Bond movie, which I enjoyed greatly. Daniel Craig, the new Bond, plays it very well. After that, it was back here for laundry, dinner, and packing my bag for the next underway. This inport period was way too short. At least the next one will be long, even if the lives of everyone in my department will become awful after the first of next year...more to follow in that at a later date.
  • Current Music
    Maroon5 - Sunday Morning