Another Weekend, Get Rich Quick, and Off to Sea!

So needless to say it's been a very interesting weekend, but not for the reasons most of yall would assume...Friday night went out with friends for 80's night at Longboard's and Saturday was spent packing and getting ready to finally head back out to sea, but the real highlight was a most interesting series of conversations with a new friend.

On another note, I was talking to a friend of mine just a little while ago, and we came up with the PERFECT way to make a shitload of money quickly when we get out of the Navy. Lizel, Gerin, Eric, I think you'll agree on this one.

We were talking about opening a bar.

-Name it "Goose's Roost"
-Open in within a block of the main gates of one of the military bases here in San Diego
-Offer shuttle service to the main gates
-Play "Top Gun" 24-7 on the TV monitors in the bar
-Plaster the walls with Navy/ Marine memorabilia (pictures, plaques, etc)
-Import hot college students from SDSU, UCSD, and USD to work as bartenders and waitresses
-Offer drink specials for anybody with a valid military ID.
-College Night one night a week where anybody with a Student ID drinks free
-Import college girls to come hang out at the bar on the weekends, and tell them all their drinks will be free.

So what do yall think? I figure we can easily recoup our initial investment in the first 6 months if we were to open something like this. Gotta love the predictability of military guys. *evil cackle*


And here I go again, heading back out to sea once again- hopefully some sanity will return to the department now that we're about to start actually doing our job again, but I'm not holding my breath that hard. Good thing we're only out for the week.

Gripe

So after I got off watch earlier this evening, I turned on the TV, and what happened to be showing, but the Discovery Channel's special they filmed this past summer when they rode with us around South America. "Cool!" I figured, "I'll get a chance to see what they got from our cruise!"

What a piece of shit "documentary" it was, if it can even be called that. Seriously, it was like watching an hour- long Naval Avaition recruiting video. It seemed like 90% of what they talked about was the air wing- the lazy, stupid, shiftless passengers that ride with us and really contribute very little except for taking up valuable space, air, water, and supplies, and making the lines strectch endlessly long. Seriously. Airedales will stand in line for anything. We tried that out this past summer just for the hell of it a few times, and it never failed. We'd start a line in front of a locked door, and within half an hour, there'd be at least 50 airedales behind us, in their multi- colored shirts.

Ironically enough, after the first two weeks, we really didn't do any flying- we trained with our battle group, and drilled, drilled, drilled. But then again, who wants to see fire drills, man overboards, and dead in the water drills when they can show back to back to back shots of Super Hornets being tossed off the deck. And there were hardly any shots of our port calls in South America, seeing as we we were the first carrier to hit anywhere in South America in over 20 years, and the first nuclear-powered carrier to ever transit the Straits of Magellan. But, of course we weren't flying during that time. Of course, we nukes got a slight nod when they mentioned what powered the catapults, but again the airedales took most of the credit. Funny, seeing as we have ultimate control over pretty much everything that happens on this ship.

*breathe*

OK, I'm better now. Just wanted to gripe for a moment. Gerin, you know where I'm coming from, don't you?

On another note...

After I got off watch this afternoon I had the.....oddest dream. That's what I get for taking a nap after downing a philly cheesesteak Ronald Reagan- style (drowned in grease). But more about that later, maybe.