@PappyJoe I was not sure how to annotate that last one…HaHa, or Awesome…I went with awesome. Thank you for your service. I would say that I helped pay your way, but It was probably before I had a job and the taxes that go along with it🙂
@mfresa Admittedly, it was back in January 1974 when I was there so things have probably changed considerably since then. Our mission was to break a channel in the ice to McMurdo and escort two supply ships (one cargo, one tanker) to the station.
It is also where the theory of "It's not the temperature, it's the humidity" was reinforced. We were there during a heat wave and the high temperature climbed all the way up to 20f if I remember correctly. When working on a fuel transfer, most of us on deck were comfortable in long sleeve shirts or light jackets instead of the normal arctic weather gear we normally wore.
The interesting things were the lectures given by the onboard scientists doing research and included film of penguins and leopard seals. Did you know that leopard seals will grab a penguin by its feet, fling it high into the air and the swallow the penguin headfirst as it comes back down? The scientist on this trip were studying the smaller sealife to discover how they survived being frozen in the ice.
There were three different "clubs" at McMurdo back then. One for officers only, one for senior enlisted (E7 and above) and one for everyone else. Where most bars have coolers to keep the beer cold, these bars kept the beer in heated rooms to keep the beer from freezing. Rumor had it that the beer sent to Antartica contained a small amount of formaldehyde to also prevent the freezing. If it did, I didn't notice a difference but it was Budweiser or Australian beer so who could tell.
There was also a package store where people at the station were allowed on bottle of hard liquor and one bottle of wine per week. At the time, it was $5 a bottle for the hard stuff and $3 bottle for wine. It was always easy to find a wine drinker who would trade a bottle of whiskey for a bottle of wine. The problem was smuggling the booze back aboard ship. (Not a problem when you had a good working relationship to your engineering officers.) That's where I learned drinking 3/4 of a bottle of Wild Turkey in one night wasn't good for you.
Seriously though, seeing hundreds of penguins in the wild, watching tons of ice shear off an iceberg and being able to see the sun set and then travel around the horizon before it started rising, were all fascinating. There had been a planned expedition to see Shackleton's Hut but those plans fell through when one of the vessels we were escorting had a rudder malfunction and we had to assist in making repairs.
I’m responsible for what I say, not what you understand.
Common sense is like deodorant. The people who need it the most never use it.
My tolerance for idiots is extremely low these days. I used to have some immunity built up, but obviously there's a new strain out there.
It’s not my age that bothers me; it’s the side effects.
I’m not saying I’m old and worn out, but I make sure I’m nowhere near the curb on trash day.
As I watch this generation try and rewrite our history, I'm sure of one thing: It will be misspelled and have no punctuation.
Me, sobbing: "I can't see you anymore. . . . I'm not going to let you hurt me again."
My Trainer: "It was one sit-up.”
As I’ve gotten older, people think I’ve become lazy. The truth is I’m just being more energy efficient.
I haven't gotten anything done today. I've been in the Produce Department trying to open this stupid plastic bag.
If you find yourself feeling useless, remember it took 20 years, trillions of dollars, and four presidents to replace the Taliban with the Taliban.
Turns out that being a "senior" is mostly just googling how to do stuff.
I want to be 18 again and ruin my life differently. I have new ideas.
God promised men that good and obedient wives would be found in all corners of the world. Then he made the earth round. . . and laughed and laughed and laughed.
I'm on two diets. I wasn't getting enough food on one.
I put my scale in the bathroom corner and that's where the little liar will stay until it apologizes.
My mind is like an internet browser. At least 19 open tabs, 3 of them are frozen, and I have no clue where the music is coming from.
Hard to believe I once had a phone attached to a wall, and when it rang, I picked it up without knowing who was calling.
Apparently RSVPing to a wedding invitation "Maybe next time" isn't the correct response.
She says I keep pushing her buttons. If that were true, I would have found mute by now.
Sometimes the Universe puts you in the same situation again to see if you’re still a dumbass.
There is no such thing as a grouchy old person. The truth is that once you get old, you stop being polite and start being honest.
My doctor asked if anyone in my family suffered from mental
illness and I said, "No, we all seem to enjoy it." Being an adult is the dumbest thing I have ever done. I'm a multitasker. I can listen, ignore and forget all at the
same time! Retirement to-do list: 'Wake up.' - I Just Nailed it! One minute you're young and fun. Next, you're turning down the
car stereo to see better. Some people are like clouds, once they disappear it's a
beautiful day. Some people you're glad to see coming; other people you're glad
to see going. Common sense is not a gift. It's a punishment!! Because now you have to deal with those who don't have it. I came. I saw. I forgot what I was doing. Retraced my steps. Got
lost on the way back. Now I have no idea what's going on! If you can't think of a word, say: "I forgot the English
word for it." That way people will think you're bilingual instead of an idiot. I'm at a place in my life where errands are starting to count as
going out. I don't always go the extra mile, but when I do, it's because I
missed my highway exit. I don't mean to brag, but I finished my 14-day diet food supply
in 3 hours and 20 minutes. I may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or
talented...... .......I forgot where I was going with this. Having plans sounds like a good idea until you have to put on
clothes and leave the house. It's weird being the same age as old people.
It's probably my age that tricks people into thinking I'm an
adult.
We all
get heavier as we get older, because there's a lot more information in our
heads. That's my story anyway.
@opipeman For: As I watch this generation try and rewrite our history, I'm sure of one thing: It will be misspelled and have no punctuation. Add: or capital letters.
I knew a guy when I was in high school who you go into a grocery store and buy cases of cantaloupes, green bell peppers and onions. He would then sell them at a roadside fruit and vegetable stand.
@PappyJoe He probably claimed they were “locally grown” too. Every once in a while my wife and I go to the local “farmers market “ and it’s always amazed me that the city pinheads from Greensboro can’t tell the difference between a store tomato and a garden tomato.
@opipeman Yeah. He got caught and the cops tried to shut him down until the found out they couldn't.
He just switched to buying from a produce wholesaler and then couldn't stop him.
@vtgrad2003 His sign just said "Fresh Produce" and didn't make any claim about being locally grown. Here in Louisiana there are a number of produce stands and none of that I know of makes a claim of "Locally" grown except for specific items. Louisiana Grown strawberries and satsumas get their own signs inside the markets. And, yes, they are better than Florida, California or Mexico grown strawberries simply because they are picked ripe and not green for shipping.
@RockyMountainBriar There are big orchards of them downriver from New Orleans. They are similar to a Mandarin Orange and a tangerine. They have spread across the Gulf Coast because people put them in their yards and I know some deer hunters who planted satsumas trees on their deer lease years ago because the deer love to eat them. The satsumas usually start ripening in October so they are plentiful during deer season.
That post is spot on. My wife sometimes gets pissed when she asks me "what are you thinking" and I respond "nothing"...but I'm not lying, I'm actually not thinking of anything at all
I hate the word "equity". Used to be all we wanted was 'equality', i.e., equal access to a job, a good income, etc., usually through hard work and perseverance without being arbitrarily held back (e.g., for race or gender or anything like that), now the narrative has changed to "equity", meaning that if you have something I don't, someone should take it from you and give it to me. That's socialism in a nutshell.
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I was not sure how to annotate that last one…HaHa, or Awesome…I went with awesome. Thank you for your service. I would say that I helped pay your way, but It was probably before I had a job and the taxes that go along with it🙂
Admittedly, it was back in January 1974 when I was there so things have probably changed considerably since then. Our mission was to break a channel in the ice to McMurdo and escort two supply ships (one cargo, one tanker) to the station.
It is also where the theory of "It's not the temperature, it's the humidity" was reinforced. We were there during a heat wave and the high temperature climbed all the way up to 20f if I remember correctly. When working on a fuel transfer, most of us on deck were comfortable in long sleeve shirts or light jackets instead of the normal arctic weather gear we normally wore.
The interesting things were the lectures given by the onboard scientists doing research and included film of penguins and leopard seals. Did you know that leopard seals will grab a penguin by its feet, fling it high into the air and the swallow the penguin headfirst as it comes back down? The scientist on this trip were studying the smaller sealife to discover how they survived being frozen in the ice.
There were three different "clubs" at McMurdo back then. One for officers only, one for senior enlisted (E7 and above) and one for everyone else.
Where most bars have coolers to keep the beer cold, these bars kept the beer in heated rooms to keep the beer from freezing. Rumor had it that the beer sent to Antartica contained a small amount of formaldehyde to also prevent the freezing. If it did, I didn't notice a difference but it was Budweiser or Australian beer so who could tell.
There was also a package store where people at the station were allowed on bottle of hard liquor and one bottle of wine per week. At the time, it was $5 a bottle for the hard stuff and $3 bottle for wine. It was always easy to find a wine drinker who would trade a bottle of whiskey for a bottle of wine. The problem was smuggling the booze back aboard ship. (Not a problem when you had a good working relationship to your engineering officers.) That's where I learned drinking 3/4 of a bottle of Wild Turkey in one night wasn't good for you.
Seriously though, seeing hundreds of penguins in the wild, watching tons of ice shear off an iceberg and being able to see the sun set and then travel around the horizon before it started rising, were all fascinating. There had been a planned expedition to see Shackleton's Hut but those plans fell through when one of the vessels we were escorting had a rudder malfunction and we had to assist in making repairs.
My doctor asked if anyone in my family suffered from mental illness and I said, "No, we all seem to enjoy it."
We all get heavier as we get older, because there's a lot more information in our heads. That's my story anyway.Being an adult is the dumbest thing I have ever done.
I'm a multitasker. I can listen, ignore and forget all at the same time!
Retirement to-do list: 'Wake up.' - I Just Nailed it!
One minute you're young and fun. Next, you're turning down the car stereo to see better.
Some people are like clouds, once they disappear it's a beautiful day.
Some people you're glad to see coming; other people you're glad to see going.
Common sense is not a gift. It's a punishment!!
Because now you have to deal with those who don't have it.
I came. I saw. I forgot what I was doing. Retraced my steps. Got lost on the way back.
Now I have no idea what's going on!
If you can't think of a word, say: "I forgot the English word for it."
That way people will think you're bilingual instead of an idiot.
I'm at a place in my life where errands are starting to count as going out.
I don't always go the extra mile, but when I do, it's because I missed my highway exit.
I don't mean to brag, but I finished my 14-day diet food supply in 3 hours and 20 minutes.
I may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or talented......
.......I forgot where I was going with this.
Having plans sounds like a good idea until you have to put on clothes and leave the house.
It's weird being the same age as old people.
It's probably my age that tricks people into thinking I'm an adult.
For: As I watch this generation try and rewrite our history, I'm sure of one thing: It will be misspelled and have no punctuation.
Add: or capital letters.
I knew a guy when I was in high school who you go into a grocery store and buy cases of cantaloupes, green bell peppers and onions.
He would then sell them at a roadside fruit and vegetable stand.
Sounds like an early entrepreneur.
He probably claimed they were “locally grown” too. Every once in a while my wife and I go to the local “farmers market “ and it’s always amazed me that the city pinheads from Greensboro can’t tell the difference between a store tomato and a garden tomato.
Yeah. He got caught and the cops tried to shut him down until the found out they couldn't.
He just switched to buying from a produce wholesaler and then couldn't stop him.
@vtgrad2003
His sign just said "Fresh Produce" and didn't make any claim about being locally grown. Here in Louisiana there are a number of produce stands and none of that I know of makes a claim of "Locally" grown except for specific items. Louisiana Grown strawberries and satsumas get their own signs inside the markets. And, yes, they are better than Florida, California or Mexico grown strawberries simply because they are picked ripe and not green for shipping.
I had to use the google to find out what the heck a satsuma was. You learn something everyday👍🏻
There are big orchards of them downriver from New Orleans. They are similar to a Mandarin Orange and a tangerine.
They have spread across the Gulf Coast because people put them in their yards and I know some deer hunters who planted satsumas trees on their deer lease years ago because the deer love to eat them. The satsumas usually start ripening in October so they are plentiful during deer season.
Better late than never.. I just now saw that picture you posted that looks nothing like me 😂🤣
😂 Good one 🤣
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