The weekend started off with a trip to the VA for a physical and leaving with a tetanus and Flu shot on Friday. I woke up Saturday feeling like crap from the shots, but I sucked up the man-hood and went for a long drive to a good Flea Market with the family. I don't like them going long distances without me. Of course I didn't find what I was searching for so that just made the day go worse. After walking around for about and hour, I was ready to go.
Once back home, I headed straight to bed. I had a fever and body aches from the Flu shot, arm was killing me from the tetanus shot. I was not in a mood to be messed with. After a 3 hour nap, I finally got up. If I didn't, I would have been wide awake at midnight and not able to go back to sleep. Watched College football til around 2300, then went of to bed.
Today of course is Veterans Day. With the past election and the direction we are going, I wonder if it was even worth serving for 20 years, for what, this crap? Even though I am disgusted with the events of this past week have gone, I would like to thank all veterans for their service. I have also had plans to re-paint the exterior of my house for a month or so now. Today was the first coat of paint. Took around 5 hours to accomplish. Second round will be tomorrow.
Today I also had my weekly conversation with my dad. A few years ago, he had most of his Colon taken out, only to the point of where he is not on a bag and can still function. He has had a issue with a hernia, and damn-it, I hate this age group. I have been telling him for quite awhile to go and get it checked out. Well now he has an appointment tomorrow with the doctor, FINALLY!!! so who knows what will happen based on the fact he waited so long. Surgery, more than likely, soon, probably. Will I have to drop everything with my business and push a 60 yard mulch job another week, PROBABLY!!!! BTW, 60 yards of mulch is over half of a Semi-Trailer. Also, I have school so I will have to make a 6 hour trip up there, turn around and 6 hours back for school. Following morning, 6 hours back up there since of my sorry-A$$ relatives up there are reliable nor want to help. Don't misunderstand me, I love my father to death, he's all I have left but when you try to help and it falls on deaf-ears until it gets to a point, then I get aggravated.
Sorry for venting, just tired and aggravated with the BS.
Senior
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
New Poll
Please check out the poll I have listed on the upper righ side of my Blog. This poll is not scientific.
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Quarters, Quarters, all hand to Quarters for Muster, Instruction and Inspection
I would like to welcome a new follower who sent me a kind email yesterday requesting a copy of my EXCEL Food Storage File I created, so I would like to extend a warm welcome aboard to BRYAN, who looks like he is starting off with his own blog in the blogisphere. Shipmate, it is so easy that a caveman or Senior Chief can do it. Let us all hear what is on your mind.
Here we are finishing another week in the year of 2012, the year the Mayans predict on December 21st the world will end, well you forgot to figure in leap years so you are about 500 years off, so..... What was my Friday like? First off since it is my down time of the year, my hibernation time, I slept in till 0930 this morning. This is one thing I like about being self employed with year round contracts. My first task for the day was to visit the VA for my second physical of the year. I use the VA for my preventative care and they do a real good job at it. So I get there, see a Democratic Nurse and a Democratic M.D. and leave with a your fine, blood looks good, BP is fine, Flu, and Tetanus Shot.
I head home and hang around the house before I head off for a Deep tissue Massage. I have been having back pain as of late and since the wife and I celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary, she knew I needed one and got me a gift certificate. I leave the house and stop at a package store on the way. One thing you must consider in a SHTF scenario is bartering items. I sure as hell will not be bartering guns, ammo, clothes, gas, or food. Well I always like a good stiff drink of whiskey, rum, tequila, or vodka from time to time but this is not for my consumption, its for barter. My local package store had these items, 2 for $4, 2 for $ 5.50, or 2 for $6. I walked out the door spending $25 and some change for 1200 ml of booze. Will try to get 500 rounds of ammo for each during SHTF or 50 pounds of Rice, who knows.... Look at it this way, you don't have to rotate it, it lasts for a very long time, and if you need it for killing pain, well you have it or one last hoorah before you go on a all-out suicide mission against the GUMBERMINT when they show up to negotiate for 4 hours before getting Testicular Fortitude to come in for your guns . Next barter item will be the cheapest cigarettes I can find.
I go for the massage, and it felt real good. I really needed that. I get home and JUGM asks me, "Did you get a Happy Ending"? I think to myself, Whiskey, Tango, Foxtrot, she didn't just ask me that. So I respond to her, "No, I didn't get a Rub and a Tug" and went on about my business.
As I was heading to the house, we had some police activity about 3 miles down the road, somehow a main feeder line for power was knocked off a power pole and laying across a side street. Of course, our county Keystone Cops were out there making sure everyone was safe. Just before we started dinner, the power goes out. I say, RGR, break out the Coleman stove.
It never fails me that once I adapt to a situation and start cooking, the power comes back on. Well I look at JUGM and say, "F&$K IT", by the time I take it all back inside and start cooking, it will go out again. She allowed me to post a picture of her.
Here we are finishing another week in the year of 2012, the year the Mayans predict on December 21st the world will end, well you forgot to figure in leap years so you are about 500 years off, so..... What was my Friday like? First off since it is my down time of the year, my hibernation time, I slept in till 0930 this morning. This is one thing I like about being self employed with year round contracts. My first task for the day was to visit the VA for my second physical of the year. I use the VA for my preventative care and they do a real good job at it. So I get there, see a Democratic Nurse and a Democratic M.D. and leave with a your fine, blood looks good, BP is fine, Flu, and Tetanus Shot.
I head home and hang around the house before I head off for a Deep tissue Massage. I have been having back pain as of late and since the wife and I celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary, she knew I needed one and got me a gift certificate. I leave the house and stop at a package store on the way. One thing you must consider in a SHTF scenario is bartering items. I sure as hell will not be bartering guns, ammo, clothes, gas, or food. Well I always like a good stiff drink of whiskey, rum, tequila, or vodka from time to time but this is not for my consumption, its for barter. My local package store had these items, 2 for $4, 2 for $ 5.50, or 2 for $6. I walked out the door spending $25 and some change for 1200 ml of booze. Will try to get 500 rounds of ammo for each during SHTF or 50 pounds of Rice, who knows.... Look at it this way, you don't have to rotate it, it lasts for a very long time, and if you need it for killing pain, well you have it or one last hoorah before you go on a all-out suicide mission against the GUMBERMINT when they show up to negotiate for 4 hours before getting Testicular Fortitude to come in for your guns . Next barter item will be the cheapest cigarettes I can find.
I go for the massage, and it felt real good. I really needed that. I get home and JUGM asks me, "Did you get a Happy Ending"? I think to myself, Whiskey, Tango, Foxtrot, she didn't just ask me that. So I respond to her, "No, I didn't get a Rub and a Tug" and went on about my business.
As I was heading to the house, we had some police activity about 3 miles down the road, somehow a main feeder line for power was knocked off a power pole and laying across a side street. Of course, our county Keystone Cops were out there making sure everyone was safe. Just before we started dinner, the power goes out. I say, RGR, break out the Coleman stove.
It never fails me that once I adapt to a situation and start cooking, the power comes back on. Well I look at JUGM and say, "F&$K IT", by the time I take it all back inside and start cooking, it will go out again. She allowed me to post a picture of her.
Once we are done with dinner, time to get the evening fire ready for lighting. I really enjoy fires in the fire pit on friday, kind of a way to relax from a long week.
This weekend for us will include a trip to the Flea Market for more antique goodies, such as coleman stoves, lanterns, and painting the exterior of the house. Got to go and answer emails, Stephen sent me one finally.
Extra note, here is a video of Shooter Steve shooting his M1A Socom at the Boars Nest with a function check on a 30 round mag during the summer. Love that sound of the lady firing and hitting the tanks. 5 shots, 5 hits. He's on our side. Music to my Ears......
Senior
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Numb, not Comfortably
Reading a few posts on the bogisphere tonight and writing this entry, I just don't want to talk about it, it depresses me but worst of all, it en-rages me. I posted on Facebook last night with a few friends about the results from the election, with my last post saying "I have lost faith in this country and God" I am sure some will comment on this and until the GUMBERMINT takes control on the Internet, you have that right too. Really, I have a lot of doubt right now, here physically and spiritually. Now, don't take my words as a key to doing something drastic to myself. That is not anything I am thinking about nor would consider. My current duty station is COMNAVHOMELANT and my job is to protect my family at all cost, no ifs , ands or buts about it. Family encompasses immediate and extended family, you know who you are.
I look to the future and try to visualize events that we all may face in the next 4 years of this incompetent President, and all it points to is a total economic collapse within 2 years. We are in a stale-mate in the District of Corruption, nothing will be solved. Mark my words... If I am wrong and I hope I am, I have no problem eating "Humble Pie". I know what it tastes like.
What will a total economic collapse, SHTF scenario mean to me? Many people will loose their lives, I don't even want to associate a numerical figure with this prediction, I cant count on my fingers and toes that high. Depression era poverty on a larger scale will be prevalent, violence will be unprecedented. What I see myself doing, UNLEASHING HELL!
There are no rules in war. Yes you have a Geneva Convention and many in the military or have served before know it and what it states. I don't care. Do I have the mental fortitude to act this way in a time of crisis, yes I do. Growing up a hunter, you have that feeling as a kid shooting your first deer, dove, squirrel, or rabbit. Adrenaline is pumping through your young body. Just like riding a bicycle, you never forget that feeling.
A good training exercise to do and I have done in the past is to elevate your heart rate as high as you can get it, then shoot a course of fire. You cant simulate adrenaline in a life or death situation with a paper or other form of a target you choose to train with. The other option to elevate your heart rate and function in that manner, will give you a training value much more than plinking at a target. Shoot a course of fire in a normal and elevated heart rate. You will see a difference in your shot placement. Adjust, adapt, and overcome your sighting ,you wont have time to shoot between breaths. One final note, if and when that day arrives, I hope all us prepared who care about our families are ready. I will be.
In times of disgust or aggravation, I tend to do things that take my mind off what is really bothering me and I actually enjoy doing. I enjoy prepping, because I know what I do now will help me or someone close to me in a time of need. While visiting a local retail store today, I found a new addition to my get-home-bag. It's made by Stanley, which are famous for Thermos's. Its a camp cook and cup set. It cost me around $15 and fits the purpose of boiling clean water or making hot water for a mountain house meal, or even putting hot water in an canteen and using it to heat inside a sleeping bag. Here is a pic of it.
Another pic of the complete set-up.
As part of any bag setup you create, you need a back-up, to a back-up, to a back-up. Well during rain or a quick distillation of water, I chose to use my ISOPRO stove to boil water. Boiled water in less than 6 mins, then another 2 mins to sterilize water = 8 mins for clean water. May be a bit hot for your drinking, so store, move and drink when it cools.
Senior
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Blogger Camping Retreat
Sorry for my lack of posting, I have been quite busy the past week or so. I am stuck between two classes, ARTS and OPERATIONS MANAGEMENT and I have had double the workload with school as of late. I only have one more week of two classes then I am back to only one for awhile.
As some of have you have read on my better halves blog, JUGM has done a post of our weekend trip to a local historic retreat we enjoy going to and relaxing while we are there. We managed to make this trip with a few group members, DUKE and REBEL and their families. I don't know what it is about camping with good friends and family's that makes the stay much more enjoyable. Since my schedule has been quite hectic, I have been waiting for this weekend to get away and have some fun. I hit the road with the motel-on-wheels around 2:30pm and after a little drive, I get a text from DUKE, "we are here, what is you ETA?" I respond while driving, yes I multi-task while driving, have voice-texting on my phone, so my fingers don't have to type "On the causeway" After about 10 mins, I shoot DUKE another text, "On the Island". His response, "ARRRR" All I can do after reading that is have reflections of Pirate Girl, that is another story in itself.
I arrive at the campground, and Duke is pretty much set-up, so he wanders down a few sites and BS while I am setting my home up. I usually try to leave before the better half and kids do. If you have small kids who are non-stop asking questions and getting in the way as you are trying to work, then you will understand my standard operating procedure when camping in close proximity to home.
Dinner time is around the corner and Duke and I wonder when REBEL will get here, so the text messages fly. He's on his way. Well REBEL shows up, in all his galore with the SPACESHIP. I walk over to his driver side window and ask, "Why aren't you playing Close Encounters of the Third Kind Music as you pulled in?" REBEL is a pro at driving his beast, couple minutes later he was backed into his spot.
After breakfast we lounge a bit and decide to hit the road with our bicycles to the historic district. We all were amazed at how the boys, NW and ND made the whole trip on there tiny bikes. It must be nice to be young. I'm jealous.......
After our long bicycle ride and in the historic district, ND was about wiped out from his excessive energy usage, so I told him that he needed to re-charge his batteries with some Ice Cream, there were no objections from him at all. Imagine a 6 yr old who has a father who knows that he needs Ice Cream to re-charge. I love him to death, even though he has caused more grey hairs than the Navy.
After the Ice Cream, the ladies take to the shops and Myself, REBEL and DUKE keep a close eye on the park bench. Since I was the youngest out of us three, I had the privileged of watching them sit and I stood. Actually I was babysitting the kids as mom was shopping. I can only imagine the boys riding their bikes and hitting a liberal. LAWSUIT!!! Well lawsuits only work if you sue someone with money, well that is one thing I dont' have so.... Do the math....
I like to use my Coleman equipment as much as possible, this is why I have two going. We all joined up together and had a group gathering to enjoy our dinners with great food, conversation, and company. After dinner, we all gathered around the Fire Side Chat, REBEL cooked up a peach cobbler in the dutch oven, and he and I had a plan to mess with everyone. I had bought one of those multi-color flame sticks to throw in the fire and before REBEL threw it in, I found some ring tones on my phone of Islamic calls-to-prayer. I started playing them and the flames start changing colors. Everyone was saying, look at the flames, and of course I say it's the call-to-prayers causing it. However, in his smart little brain, NW says, "Dad, where is the thing you bought to change the colors in the fire?" Well, that blew my cover, DAMN!!!!
As some of have you have read on my better halves blog, JUGM has done a post of our weekend trip to a local historic retreat we enjoy going to and relaxing while we are there. We managed to make this trip with a few group members, DUKE and REBEL and their families. I don't know what it is about camping with good friends and family's that makes the stay much more enjoyable. Since my schedule has been quite hectic, I have been waiting for this weekend to get away and have some fun. I hit the road with the motel-on-wheels around 2:30pm and after a little drive, I get a text from DUKE, "we are here, what is you ETA?" I respond while driving, yes I multi-task while driving, have voice-texting on my phone, so my fingers don't have to type "On the causeway" After about 10 mins, I shoot DUKE another text, "On the Island". His response, "ARRRR" All I can do after reading that is have reflections of Pirate Girl, that is another story in itself.
I arrive at the campground, and Duke is pretty much set-up, so he wanders down a few sites and BS while I am setting my home up. I usually try to leave before the better half and kids do. If you have small kids who are non-stop asking questions and getting in the way as you are trying to work, then you will understand my standard operating procedure when camping in close proximity to home.
Dinner time is around the corner and Duke and I wonder when REBEL will get here, so the text messages fly. He's on his way. Well REBEL shows up, in all his galore with the SPACESHIP. I walk over to his driver side window and ask, "Why aren't you playing Close Encounters of the Third Kind Music as you pulled in?" REBEL is a pro at driving his beast, couple minutes later he was backed into his spot.
The first Item REBEL set-up was this. Duke's rig is in the background.
Here is a picture of my rig and motel on wheels.
At this point, we all took a break, REBEL had to set his Spaceship up and cook dinner, Duke and I were cooking, so we all gathered with the family's later.
Fireside chats are always good for relaxing, talking, and laughing about everyday problems and experiences we all face. This fireside chat finally ended a bit after midnight with Myself, REBEL and DUKE the last one's standing.
Morning comes and we are all up and about, DUKE was up with the roosters, the rest were up around 9am. We all have our own breakfasts, here is some bacon cooking on a Coleman model 413G and a Lodge Cast Iron Griddle. This Coleman stove was purchased from a flea market for $10, with a pump rebuild kit and dumping the pump gas and flushing with two tanks of denatured alcohol, this baby works just fine.
After breakfast we lounge a bit and decide to hit the road with our bicycles to the historic district. We all were amazed at how the boys, NW and ND made the whole trip on there tiny bikes. It must be nice to be young. I'm jealous.......
After our long bicycle ride and in the historic district, ND was about wiped out from his excessive energy usage, so I told him that he needed to re-charge his batteries with some Ice Cream, there were no objections from him at all. Imagine a 6 yr old who has a father who knows that he needs Ice Cream to re-charge. I love him to death, even though he has caused more grey hairs than the Navy.
After the Ice Cream, the ladies take to the shops and Myself, REBEL and DUKE keep a close eye on the park bench. Since I was the youngest out of us three, I had the privileged of watching them sit and I stood. Actually I was babysitting the kids as mom was shopping. I can only imagine the boys riding their bikes and hitting a liberal. LAWSUIT!!! Well lawsuits only work if you sue someone with money, well that is one thing I dont' have so.... Do the math....
The coral of bikes:
One of our final stops before heading back to the camp was to make a stop by the book store. This book store was located in the old infirmary. While inside, DUKE and REBEL pointed out a book for me. Of course I took a picture of it, so you can figure out my thoughts of why I took this picture.
We all make our way back via the Millionaire's Row of homes and The Jekyll Club while making our long bicycle trip back.
Once back, cooking for dinner began. DUKE and REBEL had steak, which I had that the first night and decided to make a good ole Beef Stew.
I like to use my Coleman equipment as much as possible, this is why I have two going. We all joined up together and had a group gathering to enjoy our dinners with great food, conversation, and company. After dinner, we all gathered around the Fire Side Chat, REBEL cooked up a peach cobbler in the dutch oven, and he and I had a plan to mess with everyone. I had bought one of those multi-color flame sticks to throw in the fire and before REBEL threw it in, I found some ring tones on my phone of Islamic calls-to-prayer. I started playing them and the flames start changing colors. Everyone was saying, look at the flames, and of course I say it's the call-to-prayers causing it. However, in his smart little brain, NW says, "Dad, where is the thing you bought to change the colors in the fire?" Well, that blew my cover, DAMN!!!!
Of course, the last three standing around the fire at 00:15 were myself, DUKE and REBEL. We all go to our berthing areas and retire for the night. Sunday morning comes upon us and I wake up and look at my watch and it reads 0844. I jump up, wide awake and get dressed. I walk around in the camper and the wife says, what are you doing? I say, "It's 0844, I have to get started on packing up." She says, "Did you set you watch back?" The reality of the time changed set in and I felt like a dumb ass. "Uhh, no...." So I say "I'm awake, no use in going back to sleep". "I'm starting the coffee"
Everyone is finally up, and preps for our departures start. The fair winds and following seas soon begin to follow. I really hate it when trips with you brothers end. When you are with close friends and it's time to go your separate ways, it sucks. We all had a great time this weekend, between hanging out in the campground, to bicycle riding, hanging out around the fire, the bird sanctuary, eating meals together, and just BS'ing. This was a fun weekend and can't wait til our next one.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Sitting in class, OMG there are people eating out of dumpsters in NYC!!!!
I usually arrive at school around 45 minutes before class starts, mainly so I can get a close parking spot, eat dinner, and make a quick escape when I go home. Browsing through some sites and come across New Yorkers are eating out of dumpsters. Well you figured that was going to happen. I bet the ones eating out of them are 100% Obama supports and think the government should have been at their door the next morning with T-Bone steaks.
I posted a day or two before the storm hit, and us good people of the south have had our fair share of hurricanes over the years. Have you New Yorkers not picked up on anything over the years?
I posted a day or two before the storm hit, and us good people of the south have had our fair share of hurricanes over the years. Have you New Yorkers not picked up on anything over the years?
Of course, there is no gas, no food in the stores, sewage has contaminated the flood waters, no electricity, no need to go any further on. If people would assume some self responsibility in their lives, pay attention and learn from other events, and PREPARE for natural disasters, you wouldn't be as stressed as you are now and digging through a damn dumpster. Class starting soon, time to go.
Senior
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Calm before the storm
As I sit here tonight, I keep visualizing what I feel will happen in the Northeast tomorrow as Hurricane Sandy comes ashore and damage that will occur after landfall. I have been through many storms throughout my life but I cant recall anything that is predicted to be this bad. As a prepper, I feel for all the people who are going to have some bad days ahead. Even if you have enough for one week, well you may be far better off than the majority of people in this region. There will be a breakdown in basic services. Electricity, Water, and Sewer will all be effected. I also feel that there will be overflows and cross contamination from the sewer systems, also all the waste that is pumped offshore in the northeast. Hate to say, but it may come washing back on them.
The population in this area is also a concern. When Katrina hit New Orleans, you only had one metropolitan area to be concerned with in regards to a direct hit, here you have D.C, Philly, New York, Newark, Boston, Baltimore, millions of people who are about to see why prepping is important, and not something to laugh at when you watch DOOMSDAY PREPPERS. There will be a breakdown in law enforcement in areas. I expect there will be violence, especially in metro areas. We all know, when families get hungry, then tensions rise and your friends are not your friends anymore. Of course the governments have restricted their citizens in their right to protect themselves, so this will not help them. I am sure there are a few citizens who will take all measures to protect themselves from caches they have.
Do I hope everyone makes it through this storm unscathed, YES I DO!!!! I don't wish storms on people, especially when you have several weather systems colliding. All I can do from here is pray for everyone up there and I hope you make it through safe. Stay Safe Folks and fellow bloggers, sound the call if you need help.
The population in this area is also a concern. When Katrina hit New Orleans, you only had one metropolitan area to be concerned with in regards to a direct hit, here you have D.C, Philly, New York, Newark, Boston, Baltimore, millions of people who are about to see why prepping is important, and not something to laugh at when you watch DOOMSDAY PREPPERS. There will be a breakdown in law enforcement in areas. I expect there will be violence, especially in metro areas. We all know, when families get hungry, then tensions rise and your friends are not your friends anymore. Of course the governments have restricted their citizens in their right to protect themselves, so this will not help them. I am sure there are a few citizens who will take all measures to protect themselves from caches they have.
Do I hope everyone makes it through this storm unscathed, YES I DO!!!! I don't wish storms on people, especially when you have several weather systems colliding. All I can do from here is pray for everyone up there and I hope you make it through safe. Stay Safe Folks and fellow bloggers, sound the call if you need help.
Senior
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