Happy Hour


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
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
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


"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

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


Thursday, March 18, 2010

Other thoughts and such, post rant

1. RDO day. I have to take the Missus ORPO to the LAX Airport. Allegiant Air to Wichita for a couple weeks. Move related stuff and a grand-daughter's birthday. Back on the 1st of April. It is non stop so she doesn't have to attempt to walk in terminals.
2. Banter between Jeff, Buck and Jeff at PHJ&Fhttp://parrotheadjeff.com/blog/. It was for St. Patrick's Day. I worked. 24.87 an hour. Launch, recover, ground test, preflight/basic post flight inspections, covers on and call it a day. The old line from the past came to light.  The one about,,,,,, this ain't no shit.  It has it's origins for me in the following. The difference between a fairy tale and a Sea Story......is.............A fairy tale starts with "Once upon a time." A Sea Story starts with "This ain't no shit." Almost a correlation with the adventures inside the beltway that have been in the forefront of the news lately. With our resident idiots. The Wicked Witch of The West, The Scumbag from Searchlight, you know, the usual suspects in any and all processes to dismantle the Constitution. 
3. No Rant, Cuss words or such today. Got other things to do. But I figured a few words towards the dirtbags in the congress is in order.
To the lady who last week commented on either this blog or Buck's http://exileinportales.blogspot.com/about us being un American for not wanting to pay for other's health care. It isn't our job. It is your job to pay for ours. We were made a promise along time ago. Yes. A promise. Serve your country for 20 years or more and you will be taken care of. Buck is now going to be cast aside. He will be 65 soon and will have to go on medicare. Some kept promise, isn't it? For those who think this is an entitlement, it isn't in any way at all. It is paid for. In ways most of our fellow countrymen have no way of understanding. Including a fair number of my own relatives. It ain't all that cool stuff you see in the recruiting ads. Not by a long shot. Even a routine, seemingly "normal" day can be filled with hazards to life and limb. For me that was flight decks aboard The Good Ships Independence, Ranger and Kitty Hawk. And flight lines and hydraulic test stands at various Naval Air Stations I was posted at. In your service, good people, In Your Service.
ORPO Sends.

1 comment:

Buck said...

To the lady who last week commented on either this blog or Buck's about us being un American for not wanting to pay for other's health care.

It wasn't at my place. My commentariat is remarkably civil and of like mind, most of the time.

And you're right, Glenn. The healthcare WAS bought and paid for. I held up my end of the bargain, as did nearly everyone we served with. It's a shame that "stuff happens," innit?

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)