Greetings and Salutations!
This’ll be the last poast for a few as I am not shilling out the MAD $$$ (unless there’s an onboard deal) for the WiFi on Ye Olde Tub. They want like $200 for 2x devices (when it’s just me rolling) and I’d rather have $200 to either buy a quality meal or get some brewskis. It’s the “nickel and dime them to death” business model…
Even the bleer is outrageously cray-cray in price… a 5 pack pre-ordered is $70 “but comes in a neat-o souvenir cooler!!!” That sort of shytte only appeals to fucking splits, so that’s a no go at this station.
BTW: Not shilling for them, but if you’re vet, I got the room for the cost of the taxes port fees and whatever… I paid $250.00 and that was it… there’s a bunch of stuff they’re still hawking thru Friday, so if you’re in Florida and hankering, go check it out.
THAT is a MomUnit’s “Traveling well for short $$$” lesson of the day. She’s a certified Black Belt in cheap travel. She used to regularly sign up with a courier company out of NY that she’d get a call the day before asking if she had her passport and “Are you willing to go to ‘X’ tomorrow?” Depending on her circumstances at the time, she’d either do it or not, and she ended up catching some cool flights for free to various European cities for a weekend…
“Travel on someone else’s dime!” was what she told me…
Since I wasn’t hot enough to lock in an Heiress, thus my stint(s) in the Army, and then as a Contractor… Yeah, the Machine Guns, High Explosives and High Adventure were part of it, but also getting to go to strange places, meet interesting people and possibly shoot them was ALSO high on the list of “How cool is that?”
So if you have a GovX account and can prove to the algorithm that you be you and are a Vet, there’s some good deals out there to be had.
Now, the next thing is laundry… I still haven’t caught up from N’awlins. That’s next right after I get out of work and finish this….
And as far as comments about me going bugshit on an Island?
Folks… I was in fucking Guantanamo Bay for six fucking months. THE MAIN REASON I bagged that job was the company I worked for totally buttfucked me on my vacation as they didn’t pay for my one vay-kay flight home, as stated in the contract… $1500 round trip, and then the general “locked down” nature of the place.
I mean it was the most maximum of maximum security locations… and after the Abu Ghraib scandal, they went full retard to the point of OMFG… there’s Big Brother, and then there’s Gitmo. Add on while I was there I didn’t make not one single solitary fren nor did I have anyone cool to even occasionally hang with… I mean there was nuthin’.
And as loquacious and gregarious a motherfucker that I am, I decided “Fuck this for a trip back to Iraq” and I punched… I mean there were ZERO social clubs… even the USO was a dead-ender… no fun to be had, and as one of you mentioned, the ONLY thing in abundance was the Library, movies and really cheap vodka. I did a LOT of self inflicted liver damage there I swear…
Part of The Issue was that the National Guard who was in charge of the various Camps… The regular camps, not the black sites… they were clannish AF and purely hated us high paid contractors… so unlike Iraq where I made some life long frens with the Active Duty kids (2/8 CAV!!!) there, these jokers were openly hostile, so no fun to be had there either.
It wasn’t all bad tho…
There’s bad then there’s…. well….
There were some ‘mandatory fun days’ among us Jailer/Staff folks, but unfortunately there, the Captain, female, BLAQ (and don’t you forget it you, you utter whytte scumbag) type one each was a primo example of a ball busting whytte hating Negress who got off on nutcutting her subordinates, and especially us poor fucking Contractors who were beneath her contempt.
Any wonder why I’m an eeeeeevil ray-cysist?
THERE IT IS!
Just another example of obnoxious Shaniqua Behavior…
The mandatory fun days sucked enough that I couldn’t wait to go back to the house and play my vidya-games while getting torqued on Red/Orange/Blue Motherfucker…(or Green if I was lucky to find it)…that’s a 1/2 a liter of 80 proof Vodka, one liter of water, and add the ‘color of choice’ Kool Aid and bam! ‘X’ Color Motherfucker as we called it in Iraq as it was going to fuck you up like a motherfucker…
No wonder I was damned near shitting blood a few months in amiright? Lost some weight so at least I had that going for me…
Gitmo is 45 square miles in size, but in reality is a LOT fucking smaller… like FUNCTIONALLY the Area, to include the McDonalds and BX? Yeah like call it 8 square NY City BLOCKS worth of functionality. I don’t count the housing areas, as the majority of them were and still are mothballed… and none of the “Detainment Areas” either. The warehousing and dock areas, as well as the off-limits airfield? MAYBE 8 square blocks AT BEST. So yeah, I have quite a bit of experience in dealing with smol island life if you will. Like I said, I want to do a recon and check it out before committing to anything.
Saipan looks pretty fucking cool… if only for maybe a 2 week vaykay… might have to have a travel companion on that one, IF I can swing the $$$. Like I said, lots of moving parts and maybe/maybe nots to look at.
At least the Sun seems to have calmed down.
I was getting a mite worried about the Solar Storm and those offputting X Class CME Flares that almost came our way. From what I can see, they look (at least for now) to have calmed down…
The last thing I want to have happen is get caught in a “Carrington Level Event” on a cruise shit-ship filled with (potentially) cannibalistic Negroids…
That’s like a fucking script for a Comedy Horror Movie right fucking there ain’t it Aye? Unarmed, except for my own skill sets, fending off Deonte and Shaniqua who’re determined to be the first to eat my fucking liver!?! I’ll ‘nope the fuck out’ on that one…
In fact, no bullshit….
If the power on the boat goes completely dead for a period of ten to fifteen minutes… like COMPLETELY FUCKING INOPERATIVE… no ’emergency power’ no backup genny… nada… just silence and a HUGE “Ooooooh SHIT!” moment?
I’ll risk a federal charge and hit a lifeboat ahead of everyone else… one of the ones that has the emergency hand crank and all the rations in it for what? 30/40 folks? Steady Steve can punch holes in this idea… I was Infantry, NOT a squid…
Either way as part of the traveling preps I ALWAYS have, I’m bringing my compass, map board (poast on that in the future) and wearing my Garmin GPS Watch as IF the GPS is operational, well it can’t hurt… in fact if IT (the watch) goes roastie-toastie and turns up DOA due to a Carrington Level event happening while I’m at sea, it means it’s time to get the fuck off the boat, and out of Dodge…
Fuck being the “whytte meat” on the menu with a bunch of potential cannibalistic fucking groids…
Like I said, I’d rather get hemmed up by the feds for ‘prematurely abandoning ship’ IF it came down to that…
In fact I think they wouldn’t even go after me that hard ‘cos they do not want me on TV explaining just WHY I did such a thing… anyways…
AND if nothing happens BUT a chimpout?
I’ll consider myself Blessed AND hopefully I get some great footage that’ll go viral as everyone loves to see a good chimpout.
So off to do laundry.
More Later
Big Country















































