We were supposed to flood the drydock today in preparation for transit back to the Submarine Base tomorrow, but both those events were shifted one day to the right due to the bitter winds in Groton today. The wind chill had to be nearly -20 °F as I walked to work this morning.
The logistics on the Ithaca trip simply didn't work out in the end, so I'm heading to Long Island....FUCK NO! It's Boston again this weekend, baby. Kristen and the Noise play Parris both Friday and Saturday nights; I'll attend at least one of those shows. There was nearly an expensive hiccup on this trip - I accidentally double booked the room online. Fortunately, the staff at the Boston Park Plaza were very understanding, and didn't charge me for the second room.
Several quick hits:
Islanders clinch season series against Blue Spawn of Satan, and four points clear of the final playoff spot...great success!
tubedaze.com...a very slight insight into what my work environment is like
Big Red and Bobcats on the ice this weekend...a Vegas "pick 'em" if there ever was one
Mohegan Sun...good to me over the weekend, not so much today.
Eight hundred five days and counting...booyakasha!