Sorry for the long uninteresting rant,,, UPDATED!

Once a year about this time I take a evening to drink beer (DUH) and reflect back to what is now 34 years ago.
I was kinda a scumbag, doing all kinds of shit I shouldna been doing. Nothing real bad like burglary or assaults but plenty of alcohol drugs and bad driving habits. Lost my job, spent a night in jail, it was just going downhill.
Then Friday afternoon me and my buddy Jim went and talked to a Navy recruiter. That was Friday. Monday I was being screamed at by my new Company Commander, who told us he was our new mother, our new father, the only one who matters. And he told us that very loudly over and over.



3 months later we were sent to Great Lakes Illinois Naval Station for Boiler ‘A’ School. They told us that and Jim and I looked at each other and shrugged, “what’s a boiler?”
I can tell you now, it is butt-clinchin cold at that base in the winter!
Anyway, I was then sent to San Deigo for FireFighting training.
After that I got some leave and went back to Denver for some partying.
I had orders to go to Yokosuka Japan Naval Station and report aboard the U.S.S. Lockwood DE 1064.(in the middle there)



So here I am, 19 years old, riding a bus from Tokyo airport to Yokosuka. It was quite a trip.
I spent the next 2 years onboard Lockwood. Probably half that time was in the FireRoom (boiler room). It was the worst job in the Navy. Ask any old Boiler Tech he will say the same thing.



Over 100 degrees constantly, very noisey, stinking of lube oil and diesel fuel. It takes 5 guys to operate the boilers around the clock but there was never 15 of us. So for months we worked 6 hours on and 6 hours off. And during those 6 hours off you had to eat, shower, and ‘smoke, coke and joke’ before heading back to ‘the hole’ for the next 6 hours.
I could go on with the bad but believe me there was some good too!
While onboard Lockwood I visited 14 countries, participated in the ‘crossing the equator’ ceremonies twice, got arrested once, got a helo ride to the ship from Subic Bay (Philippine Islands) when I ‘missed ships movement’, and don’t think otherwise,, that PISSED them off!
At some point, I don’t remember the date, I was sent to Portland Oregon’s Swan Island to report aboard the U.S.S. Meyerkord DE 1058.



It was just finishing up a dry dock retrofit and was due to complete ‘Sea Trials’.
Soon we were back in SanDeigo’s 32nd street Naval Station.
I got lots of stories about my time here, getting drunk in National City,, what a shithole.
Blah blah a few small local cruises and I was ‘loaned’ out to the Sterrit CG34, a guided missle cruiser just returning from an extended tour in the gulf of Oman. When they hit the base, they had a bunch of guys due to be either rotated to another duty station or to be discharged. Sterrit was going into drydock and needed to steam up to Longbeach to off-load ammo.
But now they didn’t have enough qualified FireRoom supervisors to do it, so they went scrounging. They got to my ship and found out there were 3 of us not really doing much. And since I was the one not married, away I go.
Blah blah blah again, we were then sent back to join the 7th fleet in where else? Yokosuka.
I only made Hawaii and Guam. After 2 weeks in Guam I was flown back to San Fransisco to be discharged.
That was 30 years ago.
I spent the next 18 years in boiler rooms of various sizes.
I have a bunch of boxes of photos out in the shed of my Navy time and I have a scanner. Some day,, I will get around to scanning some of the better stuff.
Here is a shot of the Lockwood being scrapped.
The Meyerkord was sold to Taiwan.




I have no regrets of joining and I almost stayed in. and I have always encouraged young people to join as well.

Ok,, enough of that. LETS DRINK BEER!


But just to keep things in prospective,,,,,,



UPDATE: Heres a link you should enjoy.

Am I the only one who wonders what's under Judge Judy's robe?

Ok, I know there’s some of you out there who wrote me off as several cages short of a puppy farm. Flying blind and solo into the Jungle of Bonkers. The evidence was undeniable, he gave up beer fer fuck sakes.
Well, a man’s gotta do what he’s gotta do. Admitted it was a drastic maneuver, not unlike some strategy’s used during the great war. And guess what? It paid off! Just like Churchill and Macarthur's maneuvers paid off.
My new lens, a Nikon 10.5- 2.8 fisheye has been ordered and is on the way right now in a shiney UPS truck to a house in Austin Texas, ya’ll, to be hand carried to Belize in a couppla weeks!
So yeah,, I’m gonna be fishin real soon. Yea me!




The power of beer works in more ways than I thought.


We’ve had another ‘first’ here in The Breach.
Not long after the road was paved there were a few bad accidents. I suppose that comes with every road.
We will most likely never see any ‘moving violation’ tickets for various reasons. But it looks like Mrs. Barn got the very first parking ticket!
She went to the M.B.Hotel to pick up some chicken pot pies. She wasn’t in there 5 minutes. But as she was heading back home she saw this little piece of paper flittering under the wiper blade.






Now, it's either pay the fine or have the case drug out in court for months, maybe years. Or i could slam my dick in the fridge door, equally fun. But if we pay, we will have to lay off the beer for another 2 weeks to do it. FUCK. We can’t win.








The best things in life are free. Or the price of 2-4 bullets if there's a struggle.