Mar 21, 2005 20:13
Ok, for some reason LJ wouldn’t let me log on all weekend. Total bullshit, but whatever. So I definitely thought it was going to be a deadly weekend, and well, it turned out to be just the opposite. I went to work Friday for like 2 hours (total waste of my time) and when I left came up with the grand idea to go to Woods Hole, for pretty much no reason at all. Anyway, I got there in time to walk along the bike path some and then watch the amazing sunset at the lighthouse, which I had no idea existed. Not to bad of a time. So then comes 7am. Damn I hate that alarm clock! So, I was kinda not looking forward to work. I mean, it was with Joe, and no offense, he definitely isn’t all there mentally and most of the things he has me do are just a complete waste of time. I get out at Otis and Joe goes, “Matt, I’ve got the best project ever for you to work on today”. Well, there is a big, oh no. He brings me to this 27’ sail boat that looked gorgeous on the outside, and then he opens the inside. I have never seen so much mold and mildew in one area as what was in this boat. I mean, it wasn’t white anywhere, just black; floor, walls, seats, counters, ceiling plus 6 inches of water in the bottom. Joes directions-make it look like new. The final result, 9 hours of work later, it looks and smells like new. So then Joe comes over to tell me to clean up for the day and was like beyond astonished. As a reward, he let me wash my truck! I really think I am way too obsessed with my truck being clean. Like, I had been freaking out all week cuz it was covered in a salty dirt mix from being in New Haven last weekend. So goody, my truck is clean!
Ok, so I watched Ladder 49 on yesterday, making it the third time I’ve seen it (I think I liked it best the first time, but anyway). It is definitely an excellent movie, although maybe it’s just me and my nutty self and the fact I love my firefighting stuff. I have now come to the conclusion that the movie is sad for me only in that the funeral(s) remind me so much of the one I went to for the NYC fireman after September 11. I can’t lie, that was probably one of the saddest things I have ever done. As Mo put it, “There wasn’t a dry eye in that whole damn church.” And sometimes I really do wonder….