I Saw a Rocketship Today!

I went diving today, my first day of the year. Hid from the wind on my first dive, then the wind calmed down and I wound up going in circles. Low production. Had lunch, moved to another spot and jumped in, much better shells here, did pretty good in a short while. Helped make up for a slow start. Still a light wind, low current, and it’s hard to keep yourself where you know you are at when it’s like that.

Anyway, came up from my second dive after getting 2 pretty good sacks. As I got in the boat I saw an ENORMOUS sea capable boat motoring upriver. I knew I HAD to get a pic of this thing. I had 2 sacks in the water still, had to get them in the boat, one of the pics you can see one of my floats, which has a bag of shell tied to it.

So, I’m supposed to grade my shells and dump the culls back where I find them. But I HAD to get those bags in the boat and chase that thing down for some closer pics. It was moving in the direction I had to go to get to my truck anyway, so I pulled the bags and got moving. It was moving at a pretty good clip, it had gone a fair distance by the time I was ready to chase it down. That ship I figured it every bit of 300′ long, 90′ wide and probably 50′ from the waterline to the bridge. It’s huge.

I caught up with it and managed to get a few pics. When I was close enough I could make out the name.


This was what I saw when I came up from my dive. My float lower left. Click on the pics they will enlarge.

This was coming alongside. Crappy phone pics…

And this is a bow shot. That’s my bimini top at the bottom, stowed. You can barely make out the name on the bow of the ship. That guy in a chair there just above the life boat, we waved at each other πŸ™‚

For such a huge vessel the damn thing was easily running 25 mph. and not even breaking a sweat. The wheelwash, (agitation of the water from the props, a.k.a screws,) was minimal, which was I thought unusual. I could tell it was a twin screw, but very little wheelwash at all. Also for a monster of a ship, this thing was not peeling off a huge wake. I was very damn impressed. I see 30-40′ pleasure cruisers all the time, those assholes don’t give a damn about a diver down flag, or any other boat on the water, or how the enormous wake they are peeling off will affect us badly. One of them sum bitches sunk me once. When I was down! Long story. I don’t recall doing an Old Diver Tales on that… Maybe I did? Need to look lol.

So, I got home, first thing I had to do was look this vessel up. Bingo! She is an aptly named vessel. This rig hauls rockets used for space launches! How cool is that?


Difficult to Please

I don’t know if it’s getting older being the problem. Or a result of having some age and much experience in life is the issue. But I have noticed I’m much harder to please these days, or perhaps my expectations are just too high?

Case in point, we had an early appointment to make a week or so back, we slept in a bit and skipped breakfast at home. So after my mother in law (whos appointment we were seeing that she got to,) was taken home, I decided to take the wife to one of our breakfast preferences, Taco Bell. (We don’t treat ourselves to town food often, except maybe pizza a couple times a month.) They have a crunchwrap thing which is pretty decent for fast food breakfast, we pay a bit extra for steak, comes with a drink, plus a couple of little cinnabon things that hit my sweet tooth just right. So we went there. It was 9:30 AM. The doors were locked, sign on the door says open at 10:00.

Why in the HELL have a breakfast menu if you are going to open at 10:00 AM?!

A few years back my dad was here to visit, he and his wonderful wife, no not my mom, asked me where was a good place in town to eat. (They always book a motel when they come, I get it.) After a moments hesitation, I told them it really doesn’t matter, all the food in any restauraunt in town, comes off of the same truck. But I pointed to one I knew was decent fare at the time.

So that’s where we went next.

Well, we seated ourselves. I always do a cursory look in a public space, reading the room, and I sit where I can see the door. We figure out what we want off the menu, just sausage and eggs over medium for me, and an omelet for the wife. Both meals come with pre fab biscuits and packet gravy, yum!

I, having much experience in restaurants all over the country, asked the waitress if the cook knows what an over medium egg is? She seemed to think so. So we wait.

I’m looking around, oh gee there’s a 10 commandments plaque on the wall. Oh! And a pledge of allegiance plaque on the wall. And our table, no EVERY table in the joint, is plastered with adverts from every biz in town. Plus a bonus babble quote too! Sweet freaking jeebus… Get me the fuck out of here.

Our orders come and first thing I notice is the eggs were BARELY over easy. Nowhere near over medium. This happens to me no matter what city or state I’m in. Every damn time. No matter, I can eat them this way, begrudingly, but I can manage. Hmm, the sausage is overcooked to the point of lightly burnt too. This day just keeps getting better.

I did mention pre fab biscuits and packet, or perhaps canned gravy too didn’t I? Absolutely, positively, a crappy breakfast from hell, in a babble addled shithole. Cost me 20 bucks and two cents, plus a tip I left, despite being disgusted with the place. It wasn’t this bad several years back, I don’t know what happened…

Yeah. Difficult to please.


I hope this means I can alter my genes and grow scales as my eyebrows!


Seriously though, what this clearly shows is, a few minor genetic differences is all it takes to change feathers to hair, or scales to feathers. All they let out of the bag is, an unnamed molecule was the trigger for change. But out here in the real world, we are all a mutation or two from having feathers instead of hair.

Evolution for the win.

Creationism, schmee-ationism.

eeny meeny miny moe

Catch a monster by the toe

If he hollers, make him pay

5 million dollars every day

Now when I learned that little “counting out” rhyme as a kid it was quite racist. Of course being a young child at the time I had no idea then what racism even was. A mix of young and dumb mixed with some white privilige I suppose. But as in many things in life I managed to grow beyond my upbringing.

I have no idea why this rhyme popped into my head this morning. Haven’t thought about the counting out rhyme in years. But when it hit me, I knew what I had to do.

Post it on the internet of course!

For those of you who may not get it, and I’m sure my regular readers will get it (don’t let me down!) it’s about the orange idiot and his loss in court yesterday. πŸ˜‰

Oh, and the version I knew also had an add on that went “my mother told me to pick the very best one and you are not it.” Which meant you were “out.”

Make Us Proud Tennessee

I really like living here, despite the severe weather, the scorching summer heat, and all of the goddamn ignorant rednecks. It’s beautiful country. Rolling hills and valleys, still a lot of trees despite the steady “progress,” that sees them cut down. Creeks, rivers, lakes everywhere, where I spend as much time as I can. It’s a nice place.

Until you dig a little deeper.

Let’s start digging at the state Capitol. Where the Gerrymandered Republican bastion, is as I write, holding a vote to expell 3 Democratic Representatives who had the audacity to hold a mild protest, during a recess in House business, about gun laws/safety, after a recent school shooting here that saw 6 people dead, 3 of whom were children of 9 yrs. of age.

The Rethugs reacted by overreacting of course. Is there any other way for the great party of hypocrisy? Two black men and a white woman, (What on earth are black men and white women doing here in our politics anyway? White privilege runs deep in Tn,) are right now seeing the R bastards vote on whether to let them stay, or be expelled.

Results right now, 1 Black man expelled. 1 White woman allowed to stay. 1 vote to go.

Just in that very small sample, is not the inherent racism pretty damn obvious? The misogyny is there too, trust me. It’s just not showing as much as the rasicm at the moment.

That the R’s are doing this at all is the water line, showing how eroded our democracy has become. A bunch of Gerrymandered winners of their districts, mostly out of touch white guys, perfectly happy with the status quo and all of the NRA money they can happily spend, and openly, blatantly, expelling, or attempting to expell, Democrats who dared to speak out about gun violence in their presence.

How dare they!

This is the part of Tennessee I don’t care for, the people who live here. The assholes in charge. The glorified scum pretending to be legislation for the people. They are as much for the people as the orange idiot is. That is not at all. They don’t give a damn about anything but the power they have over the state. Over the country. And they don’t give a damn what they have to do to keep it.

Our country is being led by the minority. We may have a Democratic president, and still control of the Senate, but that doesn’t stop the R’s from instituting everything they can think of to squash voting, and squash desire to vote by keeping their polished shoes on the necks of the downtrodden who have no way to fight back. Between Gerrymandering, and oodles of laws/statutes in their favor, plus the backing of SCOTUS, they are running rampant with all sorts of crazy culture war shit, and power grabbing, with absolute indifference to the needs, the desires, the resonable expectations, of the people who put them in power. Their only concern is maintaining that power at all costs.

Anyone who has been paying attention already knows this.

So, I’m pretty much a lone voice yelling at clouds today.

Nothing will stop these bastards until people get off thier asses and vote in massive numbers. If there is ever to be hope for the little people, we need representatives who have not discarded us in favor of money and power.

Sure, Democrats are not immune to greed/power, I know some asshat will come along and say as much ok? This is the internet. But the Democrats aren’t the ones right now running this country backwards 150 years.

Older I get the less I like people. Especially Republicans.

Make It So They Can Only Afford To Tell the Truth

I have been saying for years, to anyone who would listen, Fox News is a right wing conservative propaganda outlet, and just because they do sports and weather, that does NOT mean they are a “news” station.

Just a night or two back I actually heard something along those lines said on MSNBC, and I’m like “It took you this long to figure that out? Or actually say it out loud on camera?”

Yes, anyone with 2 neurons to rub together knows that Fox News is bullshit from top to bottom. But now we have a vewy vewy intewesting* situation with, Dominion, and Smartmatic, both voting machine companies, suing the mega propaganda station for a total of nearly Five Billion, with a “B” dollars. And that’s not counting what the courts could add to that.

Is it possible the end is near for the mighty Faux News network? Gosh I sure hope so! We saw what happened to the nasty asshat Alex Jones for his lying for dollars radio show. If only that would happen again with Faux News. I would consider that a feather in the hat for all decent Americans who are not so gullible to believe the crap Faux News has been peddling since day one. That’s all Fox has done, lie, mislead, and bake conspiracy theories so far removed from reality it would take a real Tennessee Hillbilly Bubba Joe Bob dumbass, to fall for it. And oh my gosh there are tens of thousands of them! These idiots vote.

Which is why Faux News is in business. It’s all about steering the Bubba Joe Bobs in the direction they want them go. They fill the hog trough nightly with all the tittilating lies that make the Bubba Joe Bobs angry. Angry enough to go vote Republican.

Propaganda for the win.

Even if Faux News goes down, I seriously doubt the Bubba Joe Bobs will ever wise up. If they had the capacity for that they’d have done so already. They will just find a new propaganda outlet that tells them the lies they want to hear. They apparently, actually enjoy being angry at shit that never happened, never existed, and never posed an actual threat to their simpleton ways. Pathetic. Yep, they will find another liar to follow. Probably as bad or worse than Faux News.

But here’s the thing. If the the case is made, and the courts follow through here, maybe, just maybe, the word will be out. That being, telling people these lies is going to cost you dearly.

Make it so they can only afford to tell the truth!

If you haven’t been keeping up with this stuff, here is a pretty good link with a lot of recent info, and released documents.


* That’s my Elmer Fudd impersonation πŸ˜‰

What the…?

You guys/gals know how when you are browsing your reader, WP in its infinite wisdom loves to toss in these little random posts by random dingbats? And then you, for whatever stupid reason, click on one of those? And then your mind is blown?!

…and not in a good way?

That just happened to me. I thought the Cowboy guy, his post was absurd. A lot of railing against invisible atheists that exist in his mind, a lot of religious posturing, a proud YEC donchaknow? Projection the likes I have never seen! Just off the charts! My gosh, it was as if every hyberbolic religious chestnut that ever existed was crossbred with Ken Ham and a nuclear reactor.

Then I started reading the comments. The comments were mental, these religion nerds, all apparently experts in their bullshit field, are giving each other crap…

…and then all of a sudden, you don’t know whether to laugh or cry? Or just set your hair on fire and run for the hills?

Yep, that just happened. I did not comment, I quietly backed away and ran back to the quiet little space on the net that is all mine, and I can hide here if I want to.

Now, if any of y’all feel frisky enough to take on the kind of crazy I just saw, do let me know. I’d love to see how it turns out.

Click at your own risk, or at least leave a trail of bread crumbs to follow home:


The Covid Monster!

Got me!

I rode to a gig with my friend/bass player a few days ago. Over the last couple of days I could feel the grunge coming on. It started off slow like the grunge usually will. A little tightness in the chest. A tickle in the throat that progresses to a mildly irritated throat. A slight cough.

Yep the grunge is coming. Usually this time of year I run into something similar at least once, maybe twice. But after a few days I generally get through it. I always have a bit of bourbon on hand, tis the best cough suppressant I’ve ever used. I figured to ride it out as I usually will.

Then this morn I had a fever. Not too bad, 100.2. And the pain. I’m always dealing with pain. When the grunge comes on the pain enhances to def con 3. Miserable pain to go with a fever. Not fun. I feared this might get worse.

I called the family Dr, I cant get in till Thurs at 11. Dammit! Popular place I suppose?

Then my buddy texts and tells me he has covid. Well Shit! Logical conclusion, as I was riding in his truck for 3.5 hours, is I have a good chance of having it too. But I wasn’t sure yet. When my wife got home I told her about it, and by luck she has a few covid tests squirreled away. I went through the swabbing, and the 15 minute wait, to see 2 blue lines instead of one.* Some luck!

So I called the pharmacy, last I heard as soon as you know you have it there is something to take to lessen the effect of the virus. But I’m told to treat the symptoms. Go to the E room if it gets bad, limit exposure, and basically ride it out. Oh, and no need to inform the health dept.

Ummm ok? I guess. FWIW, I am fully vaccinated.

My friend tells me that where he works perhaps 50% of the guys there called out of work today. He figures he contracted it at work. I figure I contracted it from him.

So it goes. Life is a roller coaster, hang on for the ride.

Y’all stay away from the covid monster. It ain’t no fun.

* She told me I was pregnant πŸ˜‰ ha ha… That’s fine, I’m a smart ass too!

Fragrance Sensitivity?

Yeah, it’s a thing. I’ve known for years that many scented items tend to cause undesirable reactions in me. Itchy, watering eyes, sneezing, my airways restrict, breathing becomes an adventure, my lungs start producing mucus, which I’m constantly trying to cough up. It can be subtle, or it can come on like a freight train.

Case in point, I went to my pain Dr. last week. At first, all was well, I did the mandatory paperwork, even though NOTHING whatsoever has changed. Gee, thanks. But as I’m waiting in the lobby, my eyes start watering, and I’m sneezing a little. As I have drawn the attention of the receptionist, I comment that something has triggerd my athsma. By now I know what’s going on, and I’m looking around for the source of my irritation, and I spot one of those damnable plug in doo dads that stink up a room under the guise of “scent.” I have an “aha” moment and I figure if it doesn’t get any worse, I can probably live with it.

Well, I get called back for the general routine of getting weighed, a blood pressure check, and a what medicines I’m taking rehash. So far all is well.

Then I get taken down the hall to a room to wait for the Dr. I passed through a wall of stench that set me off big time. I proclaimed “are y’all trying to kill me!?” This end of the office stinks to high heaven from what I do not know, but it caused the worst reaction I have ever had to fragrance. My nose is running, eyes watering, my throat drew up like a sphincter looking over a 10,000 foot precipice. I’m alone in the room, no fucking tissues. Dammit. I grab the trash can and use it to spit up the crud coming up from my lungs. Every single breath I can actually taste the damnable stench in the air. Every breath I take I can feel my condition worsening. I’m coughing now. Wheezing. Still can taste the stench. Jebus I’m miserable. One of the ladies there came in and informed me the offending candle had been extinguished. A candle? A god damn stench machine of destruction!

The doc comes in finally, and he is fully aware of my condition, everyone nearby can probably hear my cough, my sniffling, my misery, and I can tell by the look in his eye, somebody was getting chewed out later. I apologized to him, and he apologized to me. He got me out ASAP, I got outside and I just stood there for a few minutes savoring clean fresh air. It took me a couple of hours for the reaction to settle down, but as long as 5 hours later, both of my lungs still felt like they had been punched by Mike Tyson. Never, have I ever, been so bruatlly attacked by a scent.

I suppose that stupid plug in doo dad may have been innocent. But I do not doubt that is was small part of the conspiracy to kill me. πŸ˜‰

So, I recently decided to look this issue up on the net. I found that as many as 1 in 3 people have fragrance sensitivities! Wow. I am not alone. It can even be classified as a disability, from what I’ve read.

My wife also has a touch of it, nowhere near as bad as me. We are always looking for unscented, in the items we use. Be it lotions, detergent, fabric softener, etc. But it isn’t easy. Some of the things that claim “unscented,” are actually far from it. So many things we use on a daily basis are infused with some sort of chemically derived stink, I suppose to attract ants or bees, or something? I don’t get it. What I do get is an uncomfortable, all the way to absolutely miserable, reaction to this shit.

I even occaisionally have issues walking down a grocery aisle. The person who had dumped an entire bottle of personal stench upon themsleves long gone, I’m doing my best to escape the unseen cloud particles of doom, that is attacking me. How much of that crap does a person need? I don’t know how it doesn’t kill them, as much discomfort as it causes me.

Be mindful of your stink ya’ll. I mean, shower up, please. But some of us do not react well to the store bought stink you put on later. Ok?

…and candles. KILL ALL CANDLES!

Y’all have a good one. SD