eddie stone archie?

ugh, i hate those sort of exercises (the ones where it rains and you have to stay out all night) but at sea it's not too bad as usually youre indoors and its warm, and you get a nice hot meal and some kip when you're off watch. Different for the Pongoes though.

I finally caught the show last night....I'm going down to ladbrokes today to put 50 quid on none of them making it to the end They've been in there for 3 days (4 including today) and they're already getting agro and hallucinating. They have to last 8 days 12 hours!!! YEAH RIGHT!

good'un gromit! I asked my mum about this last night, and apparently at my first Easter I ate four Easter Eggs, and didn't sleep for 4 nights on the trot! I can't remember, but supposedly at nine months you're more sensitive to chocolate than at 16 ! lol.

I remembered last night that once I went to a mate's sleepover. He'd just gotten a PS2 and Timesplitters 1 with 4 controllers and a multitap! Me, him, and two other mates sat and played on it from 4 in the afternoon through till 6 the next morning, and I was a grizzly grump for a week !

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I managed to stay awake 3 days yesterday(s)... Now my head feels like a box of jumping beans that gonne mad

@Orillion - why?

fuelled on cola i stayed awake for around 9-10 days
during which i drank about 14-15 bottles of cola

WHAT IS CHETNIK DOING

I changed my profile cause i was tired of typin in "Angelofdarkness"

Centurai

a few years back, i held down two jobs: lobster fisherman and line cook. one bitter february morning, around 4:30 a.m., i zombied my way onto the boat, worked until 3:00 p.m. (10.5 hrs.), then raced home to shower and be ready for work by 5:00 p.m.
my night cooking was supposed to end at 11:00 p.m., but ended up getting swindled into staying till 6:00 a.m. (sigh, "ya, okay, i'll hang around, i need the xtra cash...".
no sooner than entering the door at 6:45 a.m., rarin' for bed, when i find a message;
"-cozmo, it's bob, check the weather, we got an easterly comin' in that's gonna last a couple days. we're gonna havta move all the gear we got in shallow water out deeper. come to the pier as soon as you get this."
are you $&!%ting me?!? swearing, i get into my boat outfit (3 thermal shirts, turtleneck, sweater, hooded sweatshirt, 2 thermal pants, sweat pants, insulated jeans(then there's the stiff rubber crap that gets worn over all that)), kiss the girlfriend(9 months prego, due in just two days), look at the clock (7:05 a.m.), and storm (no pun intended) out the door.
get to the pier at 7:30 a.m. (would've been 7:20, stopped for coffee), and the wind is already screaming at around 25-30 mph out of the north (it's due to shift to the northeast in a couple hours). there's only one tote box of bait aboard, cuz the stuff we're moving was just hauled up the other day. heading out, the boss and i are standing in the wheelhouse when this giant wave comes up to say hello. as we rode up it, i flew all the way to the stern (52 ft. boat, about 35 from the wheelhouse to the stern) without touching the deck. we hit the peak, i hit the deck, then flew into the wheelhouse as we went down the back of the wave. i literally flew almost 70 feet and touched the boat just once. wow.
i wasn't hurt, so we stayed out till all the traps in shallow water (about 500, in strings of 20) were moved to deeper water (about 5 miles farther out) with muddy bottom, to lessen the storm damage on the traps. when moving gear on a nice, calm day, i can stack five trawls (100 traps) on the boat. because it was so rough (5-6 foot waves on top of 3-4 foot swells, the monster that hit us in the start was roughly twice that), i could only put two trawls on.
now. it takes, in rough weather, around 15 minutes to haul up a string of traps. then to move it (5 miles, remember?) takes just under an hour (50 minutes, give or take). setting it back takes about 5 minutes.
do the math-
hauling up 25 trawls (500 traps)- 6 hrs. 15 mins.
moving them (two trawls at a time three on the last trip) twelve trips- 10 hrs.
setting them back- 2hrs. 5 mins.
the trip out- 45 mins.
the trip home (hooray!)- 1hr. 25 mins.
grand total- 20 hrs. 30 mins. (!)
we get back to the pier at 3:00 a.m. saturday morning. the lobsters we did catch i chucked into a crate and put into the boat's tank, fought the wind (at this point, calling it a wall would be more accurate) to my car, and went home.
i got showered (took forever, cold to the core and reeking of the stuff o' the sea don't go away easy) and hopped into bed. it's now 4:30-ish, and as i put my arm around my girl, something takes a second to register before i start shaking her. "honey wake up, you had an accident...?" her water broke. oh my sweet lord, life is stacked against me...ugh, my kingdom for a pillow...
at 12:16 p.m. my son kevin was born. as soon as he came out, i looked at him and said "you owe me."
then i cried a little (i think every dad does this at the birth of his first), and spent the next five hours making calls, changing his first diaper (did anyone else's kid have black poop, or was it just mine?), and generally acting like a proud daddy. by 5:45 p.m. i was headed home to let the girlfriend and the little traveller get some rest.
not the longest i'd been awake by a long stretch, but definately the longest time spent in chaos.
P.S. about chetnick, i hope that if there is any member of this community that resides near him, they would go to him and let him know he is appreciated as a person and there are more people than he is aware of that would not benefit from his leaving.


You mean to tell me that with all the crap busted around here, you start with the f[%&*ing ice machine?!?

I could do it. I'd just read my MASSIVE 1000+ page The Universe Astrophysics book. Or my flight engineering manual. That'd keep me awake.

pity the poor fishermen. As a fomer sailor myself, whenever the barometer drops and there's going to be a bad storm out at sea I always mutter a quick prayer for anyone doing a job out there, no matter what their nationality, and hope they scoot back to port quickly. I was lucky, i was on a cosy frigate, but we'd often go to the aid of fishing vessels that hadnt set off back in time. Hauled a few poor sods in who been unlucky and bought the farm life at sea can be very hard.

btw my kids first plops ahave always been dark green, looked like nuclear waste or something.

i loved getting up close to naval vessels whenever i got the chance. coolest one i saw was a british aircraft carrier, the kind with the little ramp at the bow for harrier takeoffs.
green, huh? sounds like split-pea soup, lol!
but in the end, it all has the consistency off stucco and slime...

You mean to tell me that with all the crap busted around here, you start with the f[%&*ing ice machine?!?

Invincible class - really just overblown assault carriers, not real aircraft carriers like we used to have. BUT the keels of some proper aircraft carriers are going to be laid down soon, we're getting them back!

not much chance of seeing any battleships again though - ever I'd have loved to have served on a battleship. The US kept the New Jersey and the other one (was it the Missouri?) for years. I know they got decommissioned, but can you still go and visit them?