The Shield of Freedom

Coast Guard on scene.

I'm Blue

This song came up when a coworker was choosing paint colors for her house. I'm Blue, yaba dee yaba die... I have a blue house... [something] blue window... Blue are the feelings that live inside me... Okay, I have no clue what they're saying. But I was just starting university when that song was being overplayed. When did I get so old? ...yaba dee yaba dee yaba die...

R.I.P., P32

If you ever wanted to know what the insides of a digital cameral looks like, this is it. I don't recommend you doing this to yours.

My first digital camera. I've taken many great pictures with you.

P32, 2003-2007. Cause of death, drowning in Tampa Bay. And then disembowelment.

Now I'm stuck with my crappy P200. Shocking, I got this clear picture on the first try!

It's the Year of the Dolphin

Just considering how poorly everything went for me today, and in general my bad attitude on life, I would be cursing in this rant now. Feeling like crap. Haven't been sleeping well. Failed an exam this morning and losing a bit of self-confidence. Exhausted from a research field visit, four days out of seven on the boat -got rained on-, and the room is still spinning as I'm sitting in front of my computer. My unusual Florida winter tan just got more unusual from today's trip (now three distint hues on my arms) and starting to peel. Not looking forward to the pile of work that awaits me tomorrow morning. I'm completely exhausted and miserable.

But I got to see a bunch of dolphins, so everything is alright. That's what I'm telling myself at least. The emotional connection that humans have with dolphins is a phenomenol thing. I don't know if they were playing or feeding, but it looked like they were having fun, especially riding along the wake caused by the boat. Well why not, someone should be and it's their year after all.

Stupid girl in a Honda coupe

Honk if you're a bitch.
Two times if you're a whore.
Piss me off.
What do you want me to do,
run the black guy over?
Green light in ghetto...
must get to Wal-Mart.

Bad idea, Stupid idea

Bad idea, smashing your finger numb while hammering a nail. Stupid idea, smashing your finger numb in a spring loaded garbage bin receptacle.

Liver Cloning

Another year older, a new year in two calenders, and still as burnt as ever- literally and figuratively. Came up with a few enlightening insights on life talking with a tech on a field visit, while being torched by the sun, contemplating on what we would rather be doing. It's funny when a guy wrecks his Viper due to speeding spilling his sub 200grand worth of car parts across the bridge even though traffic became gridlock and the guy got injured. Cloning spare livers for binge drinking would be a monumental contribution to society. People may find newly found spirituality in making up a religion with ad hoc doctrines and customs.

Also,
Corrosion durability of marine concrete bridges should change its focus to bird poop acidity.
Florida winter tans (ie only face and hands) suck more than a farmer's tan.
Inquiring minds inquire more about crazy blondes than crazy astronauts.