Ketchup!

Okay, so this may be a bit of a weird one...

Today, we are stumbling upon the topic of "special words". You know, when you just can't take it any more, when it gets too intense, you just yell out that word! You all know what I'm talking about. Flogging the molly, flipping the lid, playing cops and robbers with the lights out, playing hide and go seek with someone named "Willy". Anyways, here's my take on it. I mean, you've gotta be doing something wrong to get somebody to drop the "special word bomb". I'm gonna go out on a limb here... I don't know anybody that's into crazy shit, i.e, masochism, barbed wire, defibrillators, or toasters. What I do know, is if I get the word, "FLAMINGO" thrown into the mix, I'm gonna get confused. There's no better show-stopper than a good old random word. The less frequently it's used, the more profound the effect. Such hallmarks as, Ketchup, Flamingo, Dragonflies?, erm... Spaceship, and Leonard Nimoy have kept many a crazed woman/man from inflicting copious amounts of mental damage on their significant others.

Now, we shall speak of the other effect these, "Special Words" can have on the opposing partner, other than confusion. You must not forget that it could indeed be opposite day. Make sure to post a calendar above your altar of love. Many a brave soul has perished simply because the word "STOP!" was honestly confused for the opposite meaning, which of course, would be... "GO!".

"Spaceship!"
"Oh yeah baby, I'm coming in for a landing on your Area 51!"

"Ketchup!"
"What? I've been trying my hardest to catch up! Okay!"

Don't be the one to make a mistake like this. In short, choose your words carefully, they may be your last!

Sideshow Symphony

Does anybody else notice the insanely interesting "Captchas" that this site provides, whenever you post a comment? I mean, what the heck is a Millyming? Wobthetong? Yeah...

Yesterday was the happiest I've been in... well... two months. Wal Mart is gay for not having Fern-gully and Donnie Darko, though. Mana! You are coming with us next time! We have a special presentation for our much-loved viewers on Youtube. Yes, our fanbase is calling! We have heard your cries of adulation!!

Today started out great. It started at 1 this morning. It was me talking to one of the best friends I have...
Then I woke up. I got to work on time, and was promptly given a mess of work. I can deal with that, no problem! All smiles, hard work, and elbow grease. I got that shiz done!

About an hour ago, I was told that the El Capitan denied my leave request. I mean, what the HELL is that about? This ass is the same guy that denied my leave request about a month ago. I goes all the way to the top! IT1, Chief, division officer, department head... and then it hits the CO and XO. Mr CO guy, I have a bone to pick with you. I had so many interesting things planned for that week in April...

Oh well. I suppose, in reality, that i really didnt need to take leave. I mean, I can still hang out with my friends the other half of the day.
You guys can totally stay over at my house. I mean, as long as you let the dogs out, that would be perfectly fine with me. You said you'd be taking over my bed anyways.

More iffy news.... Our ship is going to be going through a training session next week. Its going to be out to sea pretty much the whole week. We should be back on friday though, so that's a bit of a bonus.
In addition, one of the higher-ups in our department fucked up yesterday. They now trust him so little, that they are placing me in his duty section. So now, my whole ENTIRE duty schedule is changing. Pretty much, I will be standing duty on the 30th of March, the fifth of April, and the 11th of April. Duty will continue onward in that manner...
Yeah, it's been a pretty busy day. I will cry for joy when it is over.

Re-enlistment update. Highly unlikely. Unless you tell me that i won't be seeing another ship for four years, and give me some other monetary incentive, I am getting the FUCK out. I can get a better paying job in a heartbeat, anyways.

So, apparently we will be singing Spice Girls today... lol.

I get the corner chair. Dibs.

White Noise Monster

Well, here we are. Another day gone by. This weekend was relatively short. This was mainly due to the nice long duty day I had on Saturday. Unfortunately, the internet was down for nearly the entire day. I would have made a post if I could have :)

Yeah, more or less, the duty day consisted of talking to Tech Reps on the phone, answering questions about this or that. Nothing really impressive or difficult, just time consuming. So, with that day out of the way, I stumbled into Sunday.
Today was pretty cool. I got home at 8, stumbled into bed, slept for 2 hours, and then got up for church. Church was interesting, i guess. Our pastor was at home, with a slipped disc (I see right through you!), and therefore could not be present. Instead, one of our seniors did the preaching. Dr. Hap Struthers, a former Navy Chaplain, was the one to do it. He's a pretty cool bloke.
After church, i went home, took a nap for a bit, and then started to work on my Si. I did a nice detailing job to it; stripped the wax, claybarred it, then rewaxed it. It had been about 6 months since the initial waxing, so it was indeed time for a treatment. I met a new friend, a James Cherry, from the neigborhood. He seemed nice enough. He just walked up to me while i was washing the Si, and started asking me questions about the Integra and what i had done to it. He ended up hanging around for a little over 2 hours, just talking about cars, high school (he went to bayside) and mutual friends. Apparently, he's good friends with my bud Trevor Green from Pet Paradise. Small world, indeed. So, he gave me some good tips on how to detail and all that, since he'd been a professional detailer at a few dealerships. We exchanged numbers, and vowed that we would call each other if there was to be any car work to be done.

Oh, and by the way, Emz. Your earlier post mentioning Kempsville, and my reference to it being a "small world" made me remember something. When I was in Rota, Spain, i met a girl who was from Va. She said she graduated from Kempsville. Do you remember anybody with a last name, Vangundy? It was a pretty prominent last name, one you don't see too often.



Finishing up, I then headed out for Xaviers house. I arrived, ate a few burgers, and just hung out on the tailgate of his new Tundra. Me and his buddy Scott checked out each others Si's. He has a Jet black one, and it's a four door. We were just admiring the subtle differences between the two. My friend Dave, in the meantime, was getting his Accord ready for the new racing season coming up soon. So, we were all pretty much content to sit there, grab a beer, and talk about nothing in general :). It would have been cool if you could have been there, but honestly, there wasn't too much common ground to have been had. Emily was upstairs the majority of the time, studying for her upcoming tests. She seems to have become quite studious. Makes me kind of jealous that i didnt try to finish school. Right before i left, the neighborhood crazy dog started prancing around the yard. Previously, my sisters dog, Morgan, had been playing with two pit bulls. Now, this massive chocolate lab, who fancies Morgan, comes trotting up, wanting to play. I have no idea where Morgan got the energy from, but she proceeded to chase him all around the yard, and round and round my car. I was getting kind of nervous. Dont scratch my car! lol.
So, that was more or less it for the day.
Right now, i'm sitting here in bed, wishing my ears and neck didnt burn so much, and counting down the hours. Til new arrivals, and til new workdays. Oh, what fun!
Jeremiah was a bullfrog. Then he was eaten by a white noise monster.

THeEND

It comes in pints?

Hey y'all! Dave-o here... Today's been a relatively slow day. It started out with me waking up at four this morning, and getting ready to go to the ship. Halfway there, at about 430, I realized that I left my freshly washed uniform in the dryer! WTF! So of course, i turn around, race back home, and grab it. On the way back to the ship, I passed my buddy DJ. He gave me a crazy look, like "WTF man", as I passed. We both ended up getting to the ship at the same time though...

So we both are walking relatively quickly towards the brow of the ship (we had to be there by 5), and we hear, "Liberty expires on board for all hands" right as we are walking down the pier. Man, we were so lucky there was a cool Officer of the Deck this morning... If we had been a tad bit later, they would have taken our IDs and reported us to our Chief. Lucky stuff.

So we got onboard and helped get the ship ready for going out. So now I'm on the night shift. I've been sitting around for a few hours, just trying to find something productive to do. No luck, really. We've got a movie on right now; the Lord of the Rings. It's the first one, the one i've not seen for a few years, actually.
That's pretty much it. My night's been relatively uneventful. We should be doing some fire drills sometime within the next hour. It's about 1000 right now...

Oh, and i'm going over my lines for the play in my head right now.

Countin' down the days!

What your brain can't fill in, your heart does...

Well, today's been a rather interesting day! I went to work, took care of business, and got off around 9 oclock. After that, our entire department went out to go bowling. It was pretty sweet! I didnt do the greatest, but I still had a blast! It was actually pretty insightful; I had never really gotten to know many of my coworkers outside of work. Some of these guys really are different than when they are at work.

So, after bowling, I went home, took a shower, and played with the puppies. It was around that time that i found out exactly when Emily was going to come home. Right on. After this, i set out to clean my resident sushi guru's fish tank. I got a few tips from him on how to make sushi and all that stuff. I've been fairly interested in making it for a while, but never got around to doing it. This should be a pretty neat little hobby. Anyways, Mr. Lee needed some new items for his fish tank, so i ran out and got them from the various local pet shops. At Pet Paradise, I talked to Jon and Sheena, just seeing how they were doing and all that. They didnt have what i needed, so I then ran over to Animal Jungle. At the door, I met Carlos. He was almost a sort of a mentor for me, prior to my joining the Navy. We chatted for a few minutes, shared information about our cars, and then parted ways. He picked up some sort of Triggerfish that the store had incorrectly identified. Inside the store, I got what I needed (sorta), and on my way out, I stumbled into an old friend, Eddie. He's a mutual friend of Chase and I. He's a pretty cool kid; I've known him for the better part of 5 years now. Good stuff. He got my number; maybe he and Chase and myself will go out and see a movie or something. On my way back from the pet store, I got a nice lil phone call from the Emz. She just wanted to talk for a minute.
Back at the Sushi Shop, I finished with the tank, sat around for a little bit, and talked to Mr and Mrs Lee. They talked about this and that; just small talk, more or less. I got 2 rolls in return for helping out with the tank.

Back at home, I let the dogs out and ate my food. My lightbulbs for my Si had come in, so i installed them right away. They aren't too functional. Foggy weather would be the only situation in which they would be useful. I guess it's just to make my car look a little different. Thats all.

I got online and chatted with emily and amanda for a long while, we had some memorable conversations, with materials for more dicey inside jokes. What fun! HELP ED!!

After all this, I drove out to my big sis' house and watched 2 episodes of the first season of Stargate SG1. It was okay, i guess. I fell asleep halfway through the second episode.
Now I'm home, and about to end my day.
I guess i'm a bit tired to add witty lines and jokes throughout the blog to make it interesting, but I will end it with this: That AIM conversation was the highlight of my day. Thanks guys.

See ya tomorra!
-Frodo Baggins


P.S., the title to this blog isnt directed at anybody in particular. It's a quote from one of the episodes tonight. Not exactly something you want to tell your significant other, eh? Lol...

Metrosexuality?

Okay, first and foremost, whenever I hear, say, or think of the word, "Metrosexual", I mind immediately forces a maddening image into my head. Pornography with trains. WTF? A metro is a train, right? What does it have to do with a state of mind/being/sexuality/abercrombie and fitch?
Now that thats out of the way, let me add a disclaimer. I'm not one of those metro fools. In fact, I could be called the opposite of a metro-fool. I am a METALSEXUAL. Yes, tis I! My very being is infused with my metal-ness, and when I cry, I shed a single tear.... of metal.

Onward and forward! Okay.... Metrosexuality. You there! Little metro man! Tell me! Where has dressing up with all name-brands, pink shirts, and tight pants gotten you? Does your love life excel?!? Do you have women running after you, screaming at the top of their lungs, "can you please show me where my panties are?!?" NO! You have other members of the lower food chain chasing you, I.E., Emo kids, -gay- kids, and just plain old kids! My point is... the divisions of women clothing and mens clothing were created with a sound, solid, and obvious goal in mind. Why disrupt the level of stability within the clothing industry that was, for so long, untouched by pink men's hollister shirts??!

My next topic will be parachute pants, and their apparent lack of use.
Until next time!

Cars and stuff and junk.

Okay, so this one will be relatively short.
Yesterday, I started work on a friend of a friends car, with my good friend Xavier. Another Acura Integra, to be precise. Same exact model as my own!
We worked up until about 2 in the morning, taking all the stuff off, and then watched Van Wilder. What fun!

The next day, we started working again. The goal was to replace the timing belt, the water pump, and the timing belt tensioner, along with the tensioner spring.

we ran into one problem, however. The teeth on the camshaft gears wouldn't match up with the teeth on the timing belt, so we had to jig it around a bit. With a few extra hours tacked on, we finally finished around 4:45! Sheesh! We dropped the car off at the owner's house, and got truckin'. I made it home, took a shower, talked to my favorite people, and then got going to xaviers house again. busy day! Duty tomorrow....

Cant wait to see you again!

This is a blog?!?

Hello, myself! This is mainly for your benefit. Too long have these feelings been bottled up and stored at unsafe pressures! I have really no idea how this stuff works. Do I update this thing regularly? Sadly, I cannot write too much tonight. It's a bit late, and i have another hellish day at work tomorrow.

Work... that's what it is, right? Sometimes I get caught up in the delusion that i'm serving my country while i'm in port. Ya know what? I think the reservists can be called heroes, more so than we Active Duty personnel. Those that are yanked out of their civilian lives to go on deployments, or over to Iraq; those are the real heroes. Me, sitting around in port, going through inspection after inspection, seems like more of an extended stay. I guess we are being prepared though... Sometimes, this Navy thing really gets the best of me. I am extremely blessed to have been stationed directly in my hometown, 15 minutes away from my home, 5 minutes away from my place of birth. God is good indeed!

I guess I can't say anything profound this time around. I miss people that have left the area permanently, or temporarily, and yes, I really do miss the good times we had. Those tacos just ain't the same, ya hear? My good buddy Heath, from the ship, is getting pushed around pretty badly. At the end of this month, he will be permanently switching duty stations to another frigate. This really blows. Every time he and I arrived in a port, overseas, we'd be the first ones to explore something totally different. Sometimes it would be something historical, like the Temple of Apollo in Limassol, Cyprus. That was profound stuff. Sometimes it would be something totally off the wall and unique, like the Ice Bar in Copenhagen, Denmark. Either way, you will be missed, bro. I guess that's the nature of the beast; what I signed up for. 3 more years!


Yeah... I think I'm liking this Blog stuff. I may just keep this thing a tad bit exclusive. Can't ruin my image, right? ;) I know what you are thinking... "what image, Mr. Davey, are you talking about?" Gotta keep up the facade, little guy... gotta keep it up. :-p

Well, that's enough for tonight. This message has been brought to you by the Crockett. Davey Crockett.