A Mild Threat

These are my two Halloweeen Jokes, I told them last year, and I'll tell them again next year.

Q: What do you get when you take the insides out of a hot dog?

A: A Hollow-Weenie!

Ha ha hA!! Ho Hoo HO!!

Q: Why was the skeleton afraid to cross the road?

A: Because he didn't have the guts!

WHAAA HAAA HAAAA!

If you DON'T want to hear these same two old jokes again next year, then leave me a halloween joke in the comments section and "thin the poison a little" or else next year, I'll torture you again with the same two jokes!
The Horror! (hee heee Heeeeee!)
Happy Halloween!

Right now I'm visiting the OI girl. As usual, I have very limited internet access, and as usual, things are going great!

Have a great week!

Pirates Week Delayed!

Due to bad weather, the Pirates landing and Parade has been delayed one week till next Saturday! So if you wanted to come, you can still make it!

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Pirates Week

Pirates week officially started yesterday, but actually starts today. Tonignt is the first street party and the song contest. The song contest is a contest that local bands enter, and the winner's song is selected as the official Pirates Week song for the year.

Pirates Week was started more that 20 years as a way to kick off the winter tourist season, and as way to boost tourism earlier in the year. It's a combination of Pirates Week, halloween, and Carnival!

Here's how Pirates week works: Saturday, Pirates invade the island. they come ashore in their pirate ships, have a big pirates landing, (ceremonously) capture the Governor, and take over the island. (The Governor usually ends up in a Pirates costume himself, swinging a cardboard sword!) Then there is a Caribbean Carnival/Pirate style parade and fireworks, and also another street party with downtown blocked off to traffic and several stages set up with different genres of music at the different stages. Theres also plenty of food and drink.

Then all week, the pirates move around the island, (ceremonously) pillaging the whole place, and every night all week there is a Heritage Day at each of the districts around the island, followed by a street party at that district, again with Caribbean music and food and dancing.

Then the following weekend, after a week of street parties and Heritage exhibitions, the Pirates are pretty wasted, so the Government is able to wrest control away from them and again the downtown area is filled with partiers, celebrating the removal of the pirates and return to normalcy!

Word verifications I'd like to see

I know it's not just me, these word verification words are getting longer and longer and longer. Some aren't so bad, but over all, I think they are getting more and more complex and ever increasingly difficult to read. Here's some examples, some aren't too bad, but some are, and like I said they seem to be getting worse!Who makes these up? An insane monkey with a seasick typewriter? I think it would be just as effective to use simpler words that make a little bit of sense, and can actually be read, like these maybe:
Or, perhaps some internet related acronyms, such as:The purpose of word verification is to prevent machine readers from reading the text and creating spam. These are actually images, not text. Theoretically, the automated readers can't read a picture, so why have them so complex? They could put a picture of a duck, and have you type the word "duck" and it would work the same. I hope the people at blogger read this, and take swift decisive action, because if the word verification keeps getting more and more difficult, bloggers everywhere may unite and revolt!

Cheeses

I'm running late today! I have a post started from last night that I haven't finished and Daisy gave me an idea for another, so in a matter of hours, I went from completely blog brain dead to overloaded! Not that I'm complaining!

Ahhh the weather is great! The temp at night plummets way down to a cool 79F 26C with low humidity! The sun is back out and the breeze is nice and cool! It feels like fall! It feels like hurricane season is finally (just about) over! I went to the beach for a while after work yesterday and it was perfect! The waves are finally laying down and it will soon be time to dive again!

All I gotta do is make it through work, I'm dreading it. Work sucks because I need an attitude adjustment.

Need a new seat

I rode my bike to work yesterday, I think I need a new seat, a big Lazy-Boy type comfy one. My butt hurts a little. It's about 5.8 miles to work from my house. It always seems like going straight into the wind both going to work and coming home.
I had to reschedule my trip to see the OI girl this weekend. Pirates week starts Thursday. So I'm working Friday and Saturday. I'm going to see the OI Girl on Sunday and will be back to work on Wednesday. It worked out for the better, since we'll get to spend more time together.
Here's a couple of pictures I took on the ride home yesterday. Oddly enough, the waves were bigger in the afternoon than in the morning.

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This is the South terminal, if you've been here, you would have gotten off your boat at this dock or the North one.
This isn't really the swim area!
Bummer, broken boat.

Mundie

I'm getting ready to go to work, actually, I am ready to go. I just have to put my laptop in my bag and go. I'm riding my bike today. I want to start riding more because I want the exercise and because of gas costs, but mostly for the exercise. I don't think I'll really save money riding my bike. If I wanted to save money, I could save a lot by not buying stuff I don't need. I waste money.
I didn't post yesterday, there wasn't much to post about. I went to the beach, but it wasn't really nice. There was a strong breeze and a salt spray that messsed up your sunglasses and there were biggish waves that kept you out of the water. I took naps and can' t really account for my time this weekend. today I am buying my ticket to see the OI girl next weekend. (If I wanted to save money, I could not talk to her on the phone so much. I am dreading my next phone bill!) Well, I guesss that's all for this morning. Have a great day and have a great week!

Oh and here's some pics, clik to enlarge

Rusty salty metal hand winch.

A flower. (This flower, to me, looks EXTREMELY sexual!! X-Rated?)

A wireless cable TV antenna, Island style!

Saturday Evening Post

Most of the day today, our internet service was down island-wide. Now it seems to be working, but slow. Apparently, some segment of our connection goes through Mexico, and that is out of whack because of Hurricane Wilma. Cozumel and Cancun really got hit hard. Good luck to Florida, if Wilma goes up there as expected. Here's a couple pics of my two favorite shore diving spots, Fishermans Dock Marina and Dive Tech. Big waves.

Complaints Department

What thee effffen 'ell is up with this Word Verification thing? Is it just me, or do they seem to be getting longer and longer? I wanted to complain when they were eight characters long and now I'm finding some that are ten! Heck, some of my posts aren't even that long!
Plus half the time I can't even read the dang things.

Also, I notice another of my links, the Single Scorpio is gone, too bad, she had a nice template. (I got the hots for women with nice "templates" heee heeee heeeeeee!!!!) I think that if I ever delete my blog, (which I won't) I'd have to go around and leave a comment, saying goodbye, to everyone on my linklist.
Bye Single Scorpio!

I feel good!!!

I feel really good. I have a smile on my face that feels permanent, like a dolphins, but unlike a dolphins grin, which doesn't mean anything, my permagrin is very much indicative of a good mood!
I'm glad it's Friday, I am so looking forward to the weekend. I doubt there will be any diving, because of the weather, still going on. But it will be good to check out the new beaches that Hurricane Wilma Left for us (or took away). It's been cloudy so long, my nose has lost it's nearly permanent sunburn!

I think
Hurricane Wilma was named after Wilma Flintstone, famous actress and supermodel of the '60's.

I was going to ride my bicycle into work today, but I decided against it. On the mandatory daily morning dog walk this morning, it was still cloudy and there was lightning. Not to mention windy. This week gasoline was $4.08 a gallon. ($4 CI equals $5 US) I've heard that it is now $4.18. I definitely need to start riding instead of driving, but I think I'll start next week.

Dog Walk

On my daily morning dog walk, the breeze was nice and warm, and had a clean, new smell and a soft soothing feeling. The clouds were thin and banded looking and I could see the moon through them. I could hear the waves crashing at the beach, a quarter mile away. If you can hear the waves from my apartment, then it's pretty rough.
I feel like I'm flying pretty loww 'n' level this morning. I don't feel particularly good or bad. I'd rather not go to work, I think it will be kind of "Monday-ish" because I kinda didn't work too hard yesterday.

Oh yeah! I got my second double digit comments on day before day before yesterdays post!

Yippeee!!

Hurricane day

Today I went to work but it was pretty slow so I just walked out of there without saying anything and took some pictures.

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This is waves coming up to the road on the South Side of the island. South Sound.

These are waves crashing at the Burger King. I took this on the way home from work in the evening. I had to go move my car while I was taking pictures because a big set came and they were actually hitting my car!

Heres some biggish waves at the cruise ship dock on the south, near Spotts Public Beach. this is usually pretty high out of the water. The ships anchor out and the tenders bring the people ashore when it is too rough in George Town.

Wow Wilma!

I went to bed last night and Wilma was a category 1 hurricane, I woke up and it's a category 5 with the possiblilty of setting the record for lowest barometric pressure! But the eye is only 2-4 miles across, I guess that's small. The latest reports say that Wilma shouldn't be able to maintain strength and should weaken as it picks up forward motion.
That's your report from your weatherman Mark.

I snooze buttoned it a lot this morning, hence my lateness this morning. I have a feeling my breakfast place will be closed, because they can use a mere category 5 hurricane as an excuse.

Night before last, I had a dream, and in that dream, I got killed. I thought you could never die in a dream and this was the first time I ever recall actuallly getting killed in a dream. There was this monster, it was a dead little girl, she was about 4 feet tall and her arms were about 6 feet long and her hands were huge. She was trying to get me like two people chasing each other around a table, except there was no table. Then finally she got me and she had my head in her hands. She said "I'm so glad I finally got you!" and I could see her face and she looked like she had been dead a long time and dug herself up out of her grave. Then I could feel myself die, starting with my head where she was touhing me and then I could feel my body turn to liquid and fall into the ground.
Then I woke up and got out of bed. It wasn't really traumatic, because I knew it was a dream, even while I was dreaming. But I thought you couldn't die in a dream...

Someting creative

I want to do someting creative, like draw a picture or paint a painting or write a story. There is nothing in my life that I do that is creative, that lets me use my imagination. I never make something from nothing.
Every few years, I go out, buy books with titles like; "How To Draw". I buy sketch pads and pencils. Then I try to draw for several weeks or a month or so, then give up in frustration. But the urge to "do something creative" goes away for a while, but always comes back. I don't think that drawing is my particular thing, but I feel like there must be something that I'm supposed to be doing.

This morning the sky is very clear, there's some clouds but in between them the stars are bright an I can see the details of the almost-full moon like I'm wearing my glasses but I'm not. There's a nice breeze and it looks like a great day!

First one down?

I notice that on my links on the right, Pandoras Box shows up as not found. Sad. Did she delete her blog? It wasn't there yesterday, and I thought maybe it's just a fluke. Now it's not there today. I read it Friday. I'm starting to suspect the worst. She deleted it.
Here it's looking like a rainy Monday. Tropical Storm Wilma is moving to our south.
I need to start carrying a piece of paper. All day I get good ideas to write about, I think "That's a good thing to put on my blog", but when I sit down here to write about something, my mind goes perfectly blank. If I were to try meditation, I would strive for this level of blank mindedness, and instead I'd have tons of great ideas for writing about here! Meditate to blog, blog to meditate.

Sad but happy

I just got back from dropping the OI Girl off at the airport. It just keeps getting better and better. I don't want to share much about it here, but it's going really well. I was sad to see her go and drove home real slow.

I appreciate everyone here, reading this and commenting and emailing. I always listen and sometimes heed!

Tomorrow it's back to work. I have to try to be nicer to my boss.

Here goes!

I'm getting ready to go to the airport to pick up the OI girl. I might not be posting all weekend. But I'm thinking about showing her this, so I might!
Have a good weekend!

Almost missed it again

Woke up this morning and looked at the clock and it was 5:12. Apparently I accidently shut my alarm off off yesterday. I just woke up anyway. Lucky me.
I'm off tomorrow, the OI Girl gets here in the morning. I am excited!
Last night, on the phone, I was talking to the Fundgirl. Her best friend refers to me now as "The Cheater". The Fundgirl isn't mad, nor does she think I'm a cheater, but says she'd probably tell someone in her position the same thing. She said she can see her friends point. She asked me to reverse positions, to put myself in her shoes. Hmmmm. I told her I wanted a relationship, and that I liked her. She said she liked me, but didn't want a relationship. Nothing has ever happened between us, we've never kissed. The fundgirl must have conveyed a different idea to her friend than she conveyed to me, or I'm not looking at it the same way they are.
I met The Fundgirl only two or three weeks before I met the OI girl. I want to keep her as a friend, and I'm not going to fool around on the OI girl.

Almost missed it

I had to work early this morning. I almost missed it. I went to bed last night and didn't even think about it. then this morning the alarm went off and I lazily hit the snoze then all of a sudden, it hit me! Broadcast at 7:30! I popped tall, got showered, shaved and coffeed and out the door. Now I'm ready for a second broadcast. I got the equipment set up and I'm sitting in this cofee place on the second floor and I can see where the RC van is parked and I have about 30 mins before we go on the air.
I'm really getting pissed at my boss. I was on vacation last week. Before I even left he asked me to change my dates so I caould work. I ended up cutting two days off the front of my vacation. Then he starts calling while I'm in vacation and wants me to come back a day early. Which I did.
Now As I've already mentioned, The OI Girl is coming this weekend. I have secured the weekend off. Yesterday, by boss started pinging for me to come in and work Saturday. I told him no. I have plans. He said I could let her sleep in and it's only in the morning and I could bring her with me and on and on. I said no. The conversation ended with him asking me to think about it. I said no. I hope he's not confused, that he thinks maybe I'll work Saturday, cause I won't.

Yesterday was real nice. After work I took my dog for a beach walk and ran into some old neighbors of mine from when I lived on Boggy Sand Road. We talked and talked till the sun went down. It seems like, (and I've said this before) that once I get home, I end up staying home. I always plan on going out but then things happen, I get lazy, check the email, check the blog, or take a nap or something. Then I get the idea that it's too late to go out and I stay in. It was great to get out, it always is. I should never go home! (But I gotta walk the dog after work)
Anyway, we go on the air in about 10 minutes so I gotta get going.

News Brief

Donald Rumsfeld is giving the president his daily
briefing. He concludes by saying: "Yesterday, 3 Brazilian soldiers were killed."

"OH NO!" the President yells. "That's terrible!"

His staff sits stunned at this display of emotion,
nervously watching as the President sits, head in hands.

Finally, the President looks up and asks, "Exactly
how many is a brazillion?"

Gasolina

Click HERE to play an MP3. It's a song called Gasolina. It is the kind of song that gets in your head and replays itself. I like the song, it is in Spanish and I don't know what the words mean, but it sounds funny and I think children would like this song too.
Let me know what you (and your kids) think.
Ha hA! You're gonna think it's stupid!

Speaking of stupid; here's todays fun fact. I have several identical pairs of swim trunks. At home, in the car, at work, and one (almost) always on me under my clothes. That way I can swim whenever and whereever I want and then change and never have wet swim trunks on under my clothes. They're the same so nobody can tell I change them and it looks like I have only one pair. Usually I can get a freshwater rinse after swimming but I sometimes go back to work salty and sandy and crusty!
Don't tell, I'd be embarrased if anybody knew!

Back to work

I'm back to work today. I'm not supposed to go back till tomorrow, but my boss called Saturday and asked me to come in. I guess I can't stay on the island and take vacation at the same time. If you recall, I delayed the start of my vacation by two days. Now I've ended it a day early. I don't really feel bitter about it, I could say no. I am getting friday off!
When I walked the dog this morning, the sun wasn't up, but there was a perfect transition in the sky from total darkness to the palest blue. It was the plainest, least detailed sunrise you could imagine, and that in itself made unique and interesting.

Here's a fact about me: when I was in Grade One, I got good grades, a lot of "A's". Then we moved and in the second grade, I hated my new school and teacher and I got bad grades. My parents tried to punish me for getting bad grades, to try to force me to get good grades. In order to show that I knew what they were doing and that it wouldn't work, I continued to get bad grades. If they had quit punishing me, or told me to get whatever kind of grades I wanted, I would have gotten good grades. But in order to show them who was in charge, I did the opposite of what they wanted me to do. I went through all my school years getting bad grades, and getting into trouble every time school grade cards came out. If my parents had ever quit trying to make me get good grades, I would have and could have easily.
What if I tried to train my dog to sit, and beat him every time he did not sit and never gave him a treat when he did? He would probably try to run every time I said the word "sit". I have never hit my dog (except once, when he bit a cat I was introducing him to) and when I tell him to sit, his ass hits the floor immediately. He has always been extremely rewarded for good behavior tries soo hard to be good. And he is!
I wouldn't change hardly anything about my past, because then I might not be me now. I'm not complaining about my parents, they did the best they could, but I wouldn't do everything the way they did.

Dived this afternoon

Went diving this afternoon, it was an interesting one and entertaining and challenging. I was diving with an Open Circuit (OC) diver, and his instructor/guide. Our profile was 240 feet for 20 minutes, after deco we would have been underwater for 83 minutes. Since we had an OC diver, we swam out to the main wall on the surface. Current was pretty strong on the surface, but not unmanagable. When we descended, Oh MAN O MAN! The current was ripping! We could barely move against it. We aborted the dive after a very few minutes. Max depth 118 feet. We swam back to the top of the wall, and clawed our way across the sand flats. Current was so strong it took us an hour to make it across. Normally it takes 10 minutes. the OC guy switched from his bottom mix to his deco gas because the bottom mix doesn't have a lot of O2 for a strenuous swim. I signaled him to stay close to me because I knew his gas wouldn't last long enough. When he signaled he had 500 PSI left in his 40 cubic foot tank of 36% We traded bottles and I gave him my 63 cubic foot bailout bottle of 38% O2. Since I'm on a rebreather, my bailout gas is normally not needed, which is why I wasn't using it. My bailout bottle was jam packed with gas, 3200 PSI in a tank made for 3000 PSI. When we got out he was down to 500 PSI again and it was a cool dive.
Then we were hanging out cleaning our equipment when we hear a whistle. We see a diver, out clinging to a bouy, No wait, there's 4 divers, 3 not on the buoy! A dive shop employee took an underwater scooter out and promptly disappeared. We see a kayak from some adjacent condos go out and go to the divers, then around the bend, pretty soon the only one left is the guy hanging on the buoy. So the instructor/guide gives me 2 dive shop scooters, and I scooted out there, gave him one and we scootered back. At the condos, I see people calling for us to come there, but I yelled to them we're going back to the dive shop on the scooters. I thought one of the people was the rescue diver from the dive shop, but it wasn't. When we get back to the dive shop, the guy I went out to get wants to know where the other divers are. I said I thought that was them on the shore, he says it wasn't . He asks if I have a boat. I tell him I actually don't work for the dive shop. Then a girl from his dive group comes walking up the street. Aparently she made it to the condos, but the kayak with two people is missing, the rescue diver is missing and two divers are still missing. That's 5 people missing! We tell the instructor/guide to call 911.
A few minutes later we see the kayak come back. Then we find out the kayak took the people ashore down around the bend on a beach and that everybody is accounted for. All is well that ends well.

Generic

It's Sunday morn, I'm almost done with my coffee. Getting ready to go diving this afternoon. Too deep for my camera.
My apartment is a mess. I clean and it gets worse. Actually I started cleaning and never finished. I think I'll hire a maid. I used to have a maid come once a week, but now I have a dog and don't know how he'd handle a stranger coming in the house.
There's not much to write about today. Mosquitos are bad. Anytime it rains, the mosquito population explodes. Austrailians call them mozzies, Americans call them skeeters.
I have a little headache this morning.
I guess that's all for now!

It's not porn I swear!!

I was tagged by Daisy Mae. Here's what I'm supposed to do:

1. Delve into your blog archive.

2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
My 23rd post is entitled "May First". Ironic that it is this post

3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
1: My long period of celibacy ended. 2:Last night a girl I really like called and said she was locked out of her house, could she come over. 3:So I said yes. 4:SHe is much younger than I and has a perfect body. 5: big firm tits and tiny waist and perfect ass. It was fabulous. I can go a long time without sex and THINK I'm horny, but after I get laid once, THEN I am REALLY horny.

4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas…
meanings and hidden agendas, there are none. She is truly beautiful. Her perfection described in the fifth line showed me there are things better than I can imagine. I was and still am very lucky. I was divorced, then with a girl for about two years in a long distance relationship and found out she had someone else the whole time. That was 2001 - 2003. I was in the pits for a long time from that. I'm not saying I was completely squashed, but I was definitely living half-heartedly. Then this girl called out of the blue and helped bring me back. I am grateful she came over when she did. I haven't talked to her since she left that next morning, but she re-ignited my desire for intimate companionship, and re-set me on my journey today. It was a turning point in my life. There is nothing better on this Earth than being with a woman.

5. Tag five people to do the same.
Everybody I know has already been tagged by this one, So if you're reading this and haven't done it, Consider yourself tagged!

No post today

No comments from anyone yesterday, sheesh!
I can't think of anything to post. I'm going in an hour to pick up an ink cartridge to send to Cayman Brac.
Oh yeah, I'm growing a beard. Actually a moustache and goatee.
I want to go diving today. I have plans to go tomorrow, 240 feet with an instructor and his student. I think I'm the stand by-carry extra breathing gas guy.
I've been sleeping late on this vacation, like 9 o-clockish. Un believable. But it feels good. I bet it's really dark when I start getting up at 5Am again!
This is a pic I could have posted yesterday. I like it. I cropped it to get the effect I wanted.

The Steamy Details

I won't be sharing the steamy details, I just wanted to get your attention. I will tell you some details though. After my Oct 1 post, I was fighting to keep a good attitude. I was at the hotel, 50 yards away from where she was working, and I emailed her. I told her basically the same thing that was in my post 1 October. I felt the need to communicate and email seemed the best way. After that we talked, we got to understand each other better and it all worked out better than I could have expected. I won't tell you any steamy details, but she's coming Friday for the weekend. I already told the Fundgirl and I will tell P this evening: No way! I won't date more than one person at a time.

Here's some pics of the Brac. That thing on my back is called a scuba tank. That's how the cave man dived before rebreathers were invented. the first pic was taken by J.C. of Houston Texas, USA. He and I were dive buddies when the IO Girl was working. I have my camera in my hand, taking a picture of a crab and a seashell inside the barrell sponge. I am NOT touching the sponge, nor did I touch it.
I took this one of the IO Girl.

Home!

Well, I'm home! I had a wonderful trip! Everything worked out great after my last post.
I have a lot of catching up to do, bloggerwise!!

Uh....

Well, here I am on the Brac. Saw the OI girl last night. We spent most of the evening together and in at the end of it she said she wants to be "just friends". She told me last time she had plans to try to get together with her old boyfriend. She told me the same thing again. She said she talks to him almost every day. So on a certain level, I can understand. On the other hand, I don't think I'm wrong in thinking she likes (liked?) me too. She told me that she's coming for a visit at the end of the month, and I was one of the main reasons. Maybe she was a little undecided then and more decided now.

On the other hand, I like her. I found myself trying to convey that I liked her and that because I liked her it made me want sex with her even more. 'm not sure it came out sounding right. I don't feel like I am doing anything wrong, I am not trying to just get sex. I want sex with her because I like her. But I felt uneasy pressing her for sex, but I REALLY wanted it. I don't think I pressed too hard, and I told her I was afraid I wasn't being aggressive enough.

I am one who does not deal well with rejection. Part of me thinks that if I tell her how much I like her, she will reject completely me because if it. If she wanted just sex last time, and I'm feeling attachment because of it, that's a problem for her.

It's hard for me to not let this partially rejected feeling show. Here my attitude is everything. I still have a few days here, I don't want to screw them up. Also, I'm not giving up on her. But when I go back, I will have a direction. I will not be left hanging.

Another thing, it is difficult to "go back". If two people are having sex, it is hard to go back to having a non sexual "just friends" relationship. Difficult, but not impossible.

I can write all this, and get my feeling sorted and make it make sense, but when I speak about it, it comes out wrong. Contradictory and illogical.

The weather sucks, there's something going on, some tropical depression forming or something. It is seldom this cloudy and windy and rainy for so long.