Superpowers enable me to blend in with machinery.
Congratulations to the United States Navy for winning this week's Epic Fail award.
I don't know whether you've ever thought of it, but a ship at sea needs to be able to produce fresh water from sea water. People use a lot more water than they think, be it for drinking, cooking, cleaning, hygiene, all that fun stuff. On ship they make enough water through desalinization for each person to use roughly 24 gallons per day.
Only lately, we seem to have been using closer to 60 gallons per person per day. The Navy couldn't figure out why, but it forced us to go onto "Water Hours", meaning we had a one hour period each day where we could shower, and another hour where the water fountains worked. Not fun, trust me.
Well, last night the Navy finally figured out where all the water was going. They've been pumping it over the side. Wow. I wish I could make this up. I guess the Ocean gets thirsty too.
On a different note, why can't people just enjoy peace and quiet occasionally? Yes, I know that makes me sound 80. Every morning, I come into the office before everyone else and turn off the TV, so I can enjoy the quiet. As soon as another person comes in, they automatically turn on the TV, or turn on some random movie on a laptop. And then they completely ignore it. They just want the background noise. It reminds me of that Alanis Morrisette line, "Why are you so petrified of silence?"
Whatever. Serious time.
In the back of my mind, I thought I might have to make this decision at some point, but I had really hoped it wouldn't happen.
I won't be doing my Pacific Crest Trail hike.
I found out what my assignment will be for the last year of my enlistment will be. The short version is it's a desk job that will still have me going to the field with my unit. I'll be doing the entire workup for their next deployment, even though I get out two months before they leave. Doing the workup means I won't have time to train for a 1200 mile hike. I've started to come up with an alternate plan, which will probably work out better in the long run. It's still rather depressing though. I'll post more later, but I seem to be lacking any sort of muse this morning.
I don't know whether you've ever thought of it, but a ship at sea needs to be able to produce fresh water from sea water. People use a lot more water than they think, be it for drinking, cooking, cleaning, hygiene, all that fun stuff. On ship they make enough water through desalinization for each person to use roughly 24 gallons per day.
Only lately, we seem to have been using closer to 60 gallons per person per day. The Navy couldn't figure out why, but it forced us to go onto "Water Hours", meaning we had a one hour period each day where we could shower, and another hour where the water fountains worked. Not fun, trust me.
Well, last night the Navy finally figured out where all the water was going. They've been pumping it over the side. Wow. I wish I could make this up. I guess the Ocean gets thirsty too.
On a different note, why can't people just enjoy peace and quiet occasionally? Yes, I know that makes me sound 80. Every morning, I come into the office before everyone else and turn off the TV, so I can enjoy the quiet. As soon as another person comes in, they automatically turn on the TV, or turn on some random movie on a laptop. And then they completely ignore it. They just want the background noise. It reminds me of that Alanis Morrisette line, "Why are you so petrified of silence?"
Whatever. Serious time.
In the back of my mind, I thought I might have to make this decision at some point, but I had really hoped it wouldn't happen.
I won't be doing my Pacific Crest Trail hike.
I found out what my assignment will be for the last year of my enlistment will be. The short version is it's a desk job that will still have me going to the field with my unit. I'll be doing the entire workup for their next deployment, even though I get out two months before they leave. Doing the workup means I won't have time to train for a 1200 mile hike. I've started to come up with an alternate plan, which will probably work out better in the long run. It's still rather depressing though. I'll post more later, but I seem to be lacking any sort of muse this morning.