another fine day at the salt mines. I was the boss man for a two mile swim with second phase. the wave weren't flat but they weren't all that scary either. I had no trouble moving my boat about to stay out of the way of the swimmer, at least up until my throttle cable broke. I was getting too close to the bouy so I put my port engine into reverse, my Starboard engine was making wierd clicking sound when it was suppose to be in gear, instead of slowly starting to slow and eventually back down my boat shot forward. To add more drama to the predicament there were two swim pairs rounding the bouy. Not to say the least, the instructor were a little anxious that I seemed to be about to run over a couple of student. Even though I feared losing my Starboard tranny I had to use something, so I brought on line and tried to use that to get out of the way of the swimmers. The instructors were getting all excited because my boat started rotating so my engines were pointing at the students, not a good thing, and I could do little about it but clear the area. I called the nearest boat over to take the instructors so I could basically mope at a safe distance and understand the depth of my situation. I found I had limited reverse on the starboard side, and full range on both throttles if I wanted to go forward.

I really don't like to have early morning ops. by the time I get back the morning is gone, and on shore duty if you miss the morning you missed the entire day. I was pleased to see while I was away there was actually something accomplished. I guess my spaz the day before made some sort impression. Yesterday I asked what was accomplished and didn't getting any firm answers. I did get alot of BS about not being able to accomplish something on a boat because the
batteries were dead. That thrilled me of course, I love being told that the show was stopped for stupid shit. "Sorry I was going to buy some food but the door to my apartment was closed so I could get out." I told them fools that I wanted the taking completed when I got back from some stupid meeting I had to attend after lunch. When i got back I saw nothing was accomplished and I started talking stupid. I said out loud that I guess tomorrow was going to be one of those long days. In the Navy bosses may like to talk stupid but it pays to take them serious just in case. So at least my crew respects me enough to know that I can be a prick if I feel I need to.

I went to the command Morale Welfare and Recreation meeting the other day. I use to bitch at the amount of stuff NOT covered by MWR, like items of Morale, Welfare(like drinking water), and Recreation. After the meeting I understood why MWR wasn't much help, they have don't have any money. From what I heard understood we just don't have funds. So now I feel like an ass.