Pearl Harbor Day: Photographs VII, VIII, IX

Original Photo By Bradley Alan

The U.S.S. Arizona Memorial, Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. –Original Photo By Bradley Alan

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The Entrance To The U.S.S. Arizona Memorial, Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. -Original Photo By Bradley Alan-

The Entrance To The U.S.S. Arizona Memorial, Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. –Original Photo By Bradley Alan

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Original Photo By Bradley Alan

Inside The Memorial Of The Battleship U.S.S. Arizona, Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. –Original Photo By Bradley Alan

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Pearl Harbor Day: Photograph VI

The Exposed Portion Of The Wreckage Of The U.S.S. Arizona In Pearl Harbor, Hawaii.

The Exposed Portion Of The Wreckage Of The Sunken Battleship U.S.S. Arizona In Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. –Original Photo By Bradley Alan

Pearl Harbor Day: Photograph V

The Oil Slick Still Seeping From The Wreckage Of The U.S.S. Arizona In Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. -Original Photo By Bradley Alan-

The Oil Slick Still Seeping From The Wreckage Of The U.S.S. Arizona In Pearl Harbor, Hawaii. –Original Photo By Bradley Alan

Pearl Harbor Day: Photograph IV

The Aircraft-Carrier U.S.S. Abraham Lincoln (CVN 72) In The Distance, As Seen From Aboard The U.S.S. Arizona Memorial. -Original Photo By Bradley Alan-

The Aircraft-Carrier U.S.S. Abraham Lincoln (CVN 72) In The Distance, As Seen From Aboard The U.S.S. Arizona Memorial. –Original Photo By Bradley Alan

Pearl Harbor Day: Photograph I

Original Photo By Bradley Alan

Shot In Pearl Harbor In 2000. The U.S.S. Missouri Is At The Left, The U.S.S. Arizona Memorial Is To The Right. –Original Photo By Bradley Alan

So… I Was Informed Last Night That The Only Time I Ramblel Is When I’m Ill…

…And I Suppose I Can Agree With That.

I Do Tend To Ramble And Prattle-On When I Don’t Feel Great.

Sue Me.

My Bad.

BUT…

…Today Came Rather Early, My Peeps.

I Was Up And At ‘Em Before 3AM’ish.

I HATE Being Awake Whilst The World Sleeps.

Makes Me Feel Odd.

Makes Me Feel Like A Failure At Just One More Thing In Life.

Can’t Do Anything Else Right…

…So Why Should My Sleep/Wake-Cycle Be An Different.

I Remember Working “The Night Shift” While In The Navy.

I LOVED IT!

Of Course, My Hours Were Longer Than Everyone Else’s.

They All Worked 0700 To 1900 (7AM To 7PM).

I…

…Along With My Elder Namesake….

…Worked 1800 To 0900 (6PM To 9AM).

Talk About A Bummer Ofย  A Deal…

…Yet We Were Very VERY Willing To Work The Extra Hours.

You See…

…”The Night Shift” Had One Amazing Quality…

…NO SUPERVISORS.

NO BOSSES Standing Over My Shoulder…

…Criticizing Each And Every Thing I Did.

NO BOSSES To Tell Me What To Do…

…When To Do It…

…How To Do It…

…Etc Etc.

It Was Peaceful.

It Was Painless.

It Was Worth The 15-Hour Shifts.

Who Cares How Long You Work Whilst At Sea?!

EXACTLY, Mr Peeps!

Who Gives A Shit!?!

You Can’t Go Anywhere.

You’re Surrounded By The Sea…

…Or The Ocean…

…Or Wherever We Were At The Time.

I Had To Be There One-Hour Before Everyone Else Got Off Work So I Could Get The “Turn-Over” From My Fellow Journalist Shipmates.

And Then I Couldn’t Leave Until 9AM Because Of “Happy Hour” Which Meant We Had To Clean The Ship For An Hour Each Morning.

I Got Yelled-At Many A Time For Ducking-Out Early And Going To Bed.

No…

…I Was Not A Model Sailor.

I Was A Helluva Journalist…

…Just Not A Sailor.

I Think I’ve Discussed That Before, So I Won’t Go Into It.

I Just Remember Being Told And Told Over And Over Again…

Brad, You Do A Great Job At This And That, But You’re Not Being A Team-Player, Nor Are You Fulfilling Your Duties As A Sailor On-Board This Ship. Straighten-Up, Fly Right, Or Get Burned.

Or Something To That Effect.

And Boy Oh Boy Did They Ever Burn Me!

((hahahaahaha))

Oh, Memories.

Why Must You Be So Vivid?!

Sheesh.

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This Is Turning Into A Ramble, Isn’t It?!

SEE!!

I Knew It Would.

I Could Ramble For Days-On-End About The Navy And My Experiences.

Slowly, But Surely, They All Come Back To Me.

They Float To The Surface, So To Speak.

In The End, I Came To Hate Hate HATE My Time In The Navy.

And That’s Sad To Me.

I LOVED The Navy.

I LOVED My Peers And Especially My Friends.

It Was My “Superiors” That Were Intolerable.

Little People Trying To Fill Big Shoes, Ya Know?!

People Whom Were Only In-Charged Because Of Their Time And Rank.

Had They Not Hated Me So Much…

…Honestly…

…I’d Likely Still Be In The Navy.

I Could Have Handled Anything Thrown At Me Had I Had Bosses Whom Were Worth A Shit.

But They Weren’t.

So I’m Not.

Plain And Simple.

ANYWAY…

…I Shall End This Ramble, Here.

Y’all Take Care, Please.

And Be Good When Possible.

I Know…

…It Ain’t Easy.

Hell…

…What In Life Ever Is?

Exactly, My Peeps, Exactly.

Have A Damned Decent Day, Kiddies.

I’m Going To Try Doing The Same.

PEACE, Y’all!!!

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DUSTY And The BANDIT: “Get A Room!” Edition

Wanna Know How You Can Tell Two Cats Are VERY Comfortable With Each Other?!

Okie The Dokie.

THIS IS HOW!

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And NOW You KNOW!

Remember What G.I. JOE Said?!

KNOWING IS HALF THE BATTLE!

Truer Words Were Never Spoken

By A Cartoon

Maybe.

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