Time/Sex in the Crosshairs

  February 13, 2006  Monday How do you think of time?  It is linear?  There’s always been one way I’ve thought of time, in terms of years, and I’d like to know how normal it is (I hope not very). First, it is dark.  Not for dramatic effect, just because I don’t know what non-time…

Seeing the Light (Coming Home is a Religious Experience)

  October 29, 2006  Sunday Hey guys.  Overall today, I am doing well.  It is a “6” day out of ten, which must be graded, as always, on the Naval Curve.  I have a countdown drawn out next to me.  In the lower corner is Africa, and then there are thirty circles in descending numbers…

Another Happiness

July 13, 2006  Thursday   Another happiness I’ve realized today is that most of my close group on the ship are all E-5s, better known as Second Class Petty Officers.   It isn’t really like a “class” like you would have in school, or I once had, but there are parallels.  Our common touchstones are…

Chickens in Pants

June 23, 2006  Friday Marley– We are not the most news-making vessel to ever leak along, in elongated Mediterranean circles, so I must redefine the term.  Below is a collection of odds and ends that I have been collecting this week for you, like the careful rationing of flour to finally create the smallest of edible…

To One Day Be Mad

June 11, 2006  Sunday I must make it a point to be more depressed more often, what good it will do for my spirits!  No, I have not gone mad, but God do I wish I already was. At two of my lower points in the last months you have come that perfect, movie clichéd…

Our Worst Fear

June 2, 2006  Friday The ship today as a whole is a little off, and for very good reason.  A person I worked with in Damage Control those many months received some horrible news early this morning by way of a Red Cross message. His five year-old daughter died last night. From what little I…

Musings, Small Yet Bright, Like the Stars Above

  “Holding Steady” May 23, 2006  Tuesday In the middle of the Atlantic.  I once wondered what it would be like to surrounded by water only, and here I am.  I am beginning to read the many books I found in Portsmouth, beginning with O Pioneers! by Willa Cather.  Spirits holding steady. “To New Things”…

Rough Seas

March 10, 2006  Friday The seas are today throwing us around like a bad carnival ride. This morning I had a dream I was on a plane undergoing extreme turbulence, the pilot continually giving the plane gas and then braking. The subject for a few days has been schools and such so I wanted to break…

A Brief Survival Guide to Being Lost at Sea

March 18, 2006  Saturday Dear Carlson Family, far away– I was asked by Marley and her family tonight, as they visit her (she has just returned from Italy) about what life is like in the Navy.  More specifically, what it must be like to be out here amid the waves for so long?   I…

The Great Culture Clash of Helensburgh, Scotland

February 26, 2006  Saturday The day’s work in port over by three, I said I would go with Ferrari, a fellow sonar man, because I only wanted to pick a few things up in town, and be back at a good hour to be in shape for my trip to Edinburgh on Sunday.  Slowly I…

Mostly Waiting

February 25, 2006  Friday Today was spent mostly waiting, doing an odd job, then waiting some more, trying not to look at the clock yet wanting it to suddenly get to whatever point it took until they relented and let them free.  Having duty today, I was not stressed by this, because my time will…