It turned out to be one of those weeks..................................................
Rhythms, Part VII
"0906 -
The Bosun’s mate of the watch bellows on the 1MC: “Emergency breakaway,
emergency breakaway, starboard side.” Down on the refueling sponsons,
what had been yet another scene of stolid passivity as the aviation fuel
pumped gradually aboard turns in an instant to an noisy, but ordered
frenzy as instructions are shouted and relayed from supervisors to line
handlers. The refueling probes are quickly unseated, and run a short
distance back towards the oiler, where waiting crews haul back on the
messengers to bring them safely home. The high-tension span wires are
slackened, and pelican hooks tripped, as wires, cables and haul ropes
return back aboard their respective ships in an accelerated but
controlled reverse of the order in which they came over. When the last
lines are in the water between the two ships and nothing is left
connecting the one to the other, the Captain nods to a shaken squadron
commanding officer, who thanks his stars that had rehearsed this very
scenario in his head before resuming his watch: “All engines ahead
flank, indicate 129 RPM.”
Been through more than a few of these but not on The Bridge. I used to have an UnRep station when I was serving aboard The Good Ship Independence as a young Airman Apprentice and Airman.
Happy Hour
"IF A LIFETIME CAN BE LIKENED TO A DAY, THEN THIS IS HAPPY HOUR!"
BUCK PENNINGTON
Mother, Mother Ocean
Mother, Mother Ocean, I've heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
You've seen it all, you've seen it all
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
You've seen it all, you've seen it all
Watched the men who rode you, switch from sails to steam
In your belly you hold the treasures, few have ever seen
Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
In your belly you hold the treasures, few have ever seen
Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred year's too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
I'm an over-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
I'm an over-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
Yoda
"Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hmm? Hmm. And well you should not. For my ally is the Force, and a powerful ally it is."
―Yoda, to Luke Skywalker
―Yoda, to Luke Skywalker
Counted the Stars
Counted the stars on the 4th of July
Wishing we were rockets bursting in the sky
Talking about redemption and leaving things behind
I have these pictures and I keep these photographs
To remind me of a time
These pictures and these photographs
Let me know I'm doin' fine
We used to be so happy once upon a time
Once upon a time
But the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line
And the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line
Wishing we were rockets bursting in the sky
Talking about redemption and leaving things behind
I have these pictures and I keep these photographs
To remind me of a time
These pictures and these photographs
Let me know I'm doin' fine
We used to be so happy once upon a time
Once upon a time
But the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line
And the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line
""SOME SEE A GLASS AS HALF FULL, SOME SEE IT AS HALF EMPTY, I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHO’S DRINKING MY RUM."
Rumbear
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I will not go down and tell my children I didn't have the courage, the conviction, the commitment or the character to fight for this country...Don't go home and let your children down~~ LTC Allen West
Publius Flavius Vegetius Renatus
"Igitur qui desiderat pacem, praeparet bellum.("Therefore, he who desires peace, let him prepare for war")" from "Epitoma Rei Militaris," by Vegetius (Publius Flavius Vegetius Renatus)
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