Sorry for the paucity. Thesis work, job negotiations, picking up the Ancient Caravan the Biscuit for to drive (!) and an absolutely hellish CrossFit workout staring me in the face.
Life. Sometimes she gets in the way.
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Busy DayBy lex, on May 2nd, 2008
Sorry for the paucity. Thesis work, job negotiations, picking up the Ancient Caravan the Biscuit for to drive (!) and an absolutely hellish CrossFit workout staring me in the face. Life. Sometimes she gets in the way. 13 comments to Busy Day |
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Pursuant to your comment a few threads back about “A ship in harbor is safe, but that’s not what a ship is for” – I’ve just seen another quote from Oliver Wendell Holmes in a Scouting resource:
“I find the great thing in this world is now so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving. To reach our port, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it – but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor.”
But on the plus side, the new CO of the Blue Angels is a Citadel grad.
So much for those theories on education I guess.
Balance has been restored to the force.
I had a department head once that had something of an “Ancient Caravan.” This particular one was manufactured by Dodge and had been well used over the years.
For starters, the driver’s side (just behind the door to the beginning of the rear wheelwell on that side) was a single massive dent punctuated by smears of yellow paint. This, I was informed, resulted from: “my wife’s inability to maintain sufficient situational awareness while maneuvering at the bank in inclement weather.”
The window on that side, and on the rear, were both secured/sealed using a large amount of packing tape. Additionally, it emitted a variety of bizarre noises and smells not normally associated with a vehicle powered by an internal combustion engine.
Said department head and I (at the time) had a habit of alternately savaging and threatening to be the first one to drive the fresh-on-the-market Honda Element (read: Hummer by Rubbermaid.) One morning I sauntered into his office and sat down to discuss something with him and he had this to say:
“So, I did it.” He says, with triumphant sarcasm.
“Did what, sir?”
“I drove one.” Smiling.
“No way.” I make some noise of amazement or antother, and add “one of the heinous orange ones?”
“Of course. You know, they’re not that bad.” Department head had an ability to maintain a straight face at all times. It is something uncanny, and amusing when you understand what is going on upstairs. “Even asked if they’d take The Van in trade.”
“What did they say?”
“Well, I asked them what they’d give me for it” he says, kicking his feet up on the desk and looking wistfully toward the ceiling “but ultimately I don’t think they were taking me seriously.”
“Sir?”
“Well, I tried to communicate to them that it had a large number of customizations that weren’t adequately represented by their offer.”
“I see, sir.”
“Got a lot of emotion in that vehicle. I mean, you don’t find one in that condition very often.”
“Sir, you don’t find many vehicles with a dent of that magnitude on the road.” It was a big dent. Tape and winter accumulation of road salt didn’t help mask it either.
“Precisely. See, you know exactly what I mean.”
But I assume that the Caravan you’re talking about here is different. Unless it’s maroon, you bought it used on the east coast, and…can’t be, right?
Cap’n
A cadet trying to go ranger and I did the murph workout this morning.
yeah, it was an *ss-kicker
Drew, it’s a ’96 that used to be sorta-kinda blue and served as our primary ride for years on end. Sexy, it’s not. Which, you know? I’m OK with that.
Good on ya’ jmills. I ran my mile, did the hundred pull ups, the two hundred push ups and one hundred of the squats before getting that pukey feeling. A hundred squats is not so bad, says I to myself. A half mile rather than a mile to finish and I call that a good enough day. Took me the better part of an hour. Not counting the w/u.
I’m not trying to go ranger.
*wondering whether Lex is going to be able to get out of bed tomorrow morning*
Note: pot calling kettle black, here. I went cycling this week for the first time since I had a nasty flu for most of March. Unhappy discovery: four miles of offroad/hills is capable of giving me stiff joints. Not a happy surprise.
I’m watching Carrier, and there’s something I don’t understand. I never served in the armed forces, so I have no idea what the policies are. The situation is that an E-6 had consensual sex with an E-3. This apparently has ruined the E-6′s career (they didn’t say what the consequences for the E-3′s career was). My question is, why? What are the policies on this?
No sex on the ship, Ron. And since they’re both ordies, there’s at least the chance that she worked for him – even on shore, no sex between those in the same chain of command.
No chief or officer may have an “unduly familiar relationship” with any enlisted member. Bad things can happen.
My younger brother, while stationed in Korea, found that his wife was doing the horizontal mambo with one of her platoon-mates…and who also was her squad leader. He came back home on emergency leave to get his affairs squared away (such as initiating a legal separation since she was also pregnant by the fellow) and also the finances. While he was a Ft. Carson, he also “convinced” (whole nother story in that one) the command master sergeant that he really should strongly suggest to the regimental CO to court-martial the both of them. The suggestion was accepted, both were court-martialed, and very soon, sent packing from the service.
Yes, it matters.
Murph is a beast. If time/pain is a constraint, the Smurph version is a good fit. Just cut all your distances and reps in half. Still plenty difficult if you’re moving quick and doing the pull-ups deadhang.
Huge conflict of interest, especially since such relationships are inherently exploitive. Usually the subordinate isn’t the one punished, though (at least in the few cases I’ve seen). I know a woman who was having inappropriate relationships with both of her commanding officers (the squadron commander and the DO) at the same time. The squadron was destroyed from the inside, both Lt Colonels incurred legal action and lost their jobs and marriages. She was promoted early (got rave reviews of course from her two displaced bosses), and set to be a squadron commander this year.
Liz, given the result of the situation you related, I’d like to know who exploited who?
True. Ended very badly, whomever was exploited (well, I guess it didn’t end badly for her….) Good thing she’ll be in Space command. Probably won’t do too much damage there.