Serpent ZX
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Damn kids next door tore down my wonderful Paint Booth... 2 times. First mistake was building it with PVC as a frame, and leaving it outside to finish after work... Guess, the little kids next door just had to see if it was a jungle jim, or not.
Then I decided I would do it one more time behind the house, with a little thicker PVC, and this time it had a huge hole in the side... And inside... a ball. The same ball they play with... What is with their facisnation with destroying my stuff. Their parents tell me they just like me, and were curious, and they are sorry... But sorry doesn't cover $100... Whatever. I rather not make a big deal... I don't want enemies. The thrid time will be wood, and at my brother's house where it can't be touched. So...
Then, the one day I come home thinking I could sit down with the helmet, and actually get some major work into it in terms of sitting the LEDs, priming it, putting the wires in, and all that other nifty stuff, people show up. Friends show up, and wanted to have a cook out... Just a random cook out. Ok... I slowly do what I wanted to do in the first place, while barely making any prgress since I was being heavily distracted. Finally, the girls leave cause they got bored, and wanted to go shopping, the other friend starts watching TV, and the other... Cancels his date he had later to pass out on my couch. (Don't ask, I have no clue why) So, while snoring wickedly loud... We got very agitated, and pulled a prank on him... Not sure if it's very appropriate... But he should know by now to not sleep near me, and this other particular friend. Last time we drew a mustache, and a giant 'thing' on his face, and some other little things... When his drunk a** woke up, he wanted to go out, and eat. I asked him if he had to go to the bathroom, but he said no. So we go to WalMart, and then to AppleBee's, and then get home. He finally goes to the bathroom, and notices what he had been doing all night. Parading around town with VERY disturbing things on his face. Boy was he angry. Heh. And he was wondering why people were laughing at him. Maybe I'll post a pic if people are interested and I can find it. LOL I'll even post a link to what we did to him this week... But you should probably be like 18. LOL
More venting...
The past week, I have been stuck in such little holes, and vents, in full gear, I am serious when I say I was afraid I was going to get stuck. So many wires, pipes, and steel hangers sticking out... It rips you to shreds, and your gear becomes useless very quick. Then the damn STO guys shooting off the torpedo tubes, and then a gush of hot air, with metal burrs, fiberglass, and pennies that have accidentally fallen from people's pockets come flying up, and spank you in the face. The air so thick with fiberglass, and fumes you can actually see, and feel it like thick fog. This is the pleasure I get for being one of the few that are in good shape, and very flexible... I get to crawl in vents, and holes. Sheesh! I really wish I had a picture to show to let a lot of people know just how easy they have it when it comes to really nasty jobs... But... At least it pays well.
And speaking of that... Today really topped the cake when some other trade dropped their flashlight in a bilge area near an accelerometer... So everyone on the boat starts looking for me before I leave... I had JUST cleaned up my mess, and got all cleaned up, and thought this would be the first day I would make it home with out the special itch fiberglass gives so well. Just tossed my suit, and my cartridges out, and cleaned my tools. Just as I make my way to the ladder to get the hell out of the boat, they grab me... NOOO!!! Oh yes... I look at them after they tell me what they did, and say, "This... This is a f***ing joke right? Do I look like a clown to you? See me laughing? Your... Serious...?" And instead of fishing it out... They actually had the balls to ask me to go crawl down in the wet, disgusting, filthy bilge area, with no PPE, a fully used up respirator, and a pair of ripped up dex gloves. Wow! I feel so absolutely delicious right now. I am still itchy. Why the jerks couldn't just get it tomorrow is beyond me. I only exposed myself to raw Lead, and the purest fiberglass powder that the damn Navy could get their hands on. Probably radiation too... Who the hell knows.
Then I decided I would do it one more time behind the house, with a little thicker PVC, and this time it had a huge hole in the side... And inside... a ball. The same ball they play with... What is with their facisnation with destroying my stuff. Their parents tell me they just like me, and were curious, and they are sorry... But sorry doesn't cover $100... Whatever. I rather not make a big deal... I don't want enemies. The thrid time will be wood, and at my brother's house where it can't be touched. So...
Then, the one day I come home thinking I could sit down with the helmet, and actually get some major work into it in terms of sitting the LEDs, priming it, putting the wires in, and all that other nifty stuff, people show up. Friends show up, and wanted to have a cook out... Just a random cook out. Ok... I slowly do what I wanted to do in the first place, while barely making any prgress since I was being heavily distracted. Finally, the girls leave cause they got bored, and wanted to go shopping, the other friend starts watching TV, and the other... Cancels his date he had later to pass out on my couch. (Don't ask, I have no clue why) So, while snoring wickedly loud... We got very agitated, and pulled a prank on him... Not sure if it's very appropriate... But he should know by now to not sleep near me, and this other particular friend. Last time we drew a mustache, and a giant 'thing' on his face, and some other little things... When his drunk a** woke up, he wanted to go out, and eat. I asked him if he had to go to the bathroom, but he said no. So we go to WalMart, and then to AppleBee's, and then get home. He finally goes to the bathroom, and notices what he had been doing all night. Parading around town with VERY disturbing things on his face. Boy was he angry. Heh. And he was wondering why people were laughing at him. Maybe I'll post a pic if people are interested and I can find it. LOL I'll even post a link to what we did to him this week... But you should probably be like 18. LOL
More venting...
The past week, I have been stuck in such little holes, and vents, in full gear, I am serious when I say I was afraid I was going to get stuck. So many wires, pipes, and steel hangers sticking out... It rips you to shreds, and your gear becomes useless very quick. Then the damn STO guys shooting off the torpedo tubes, and then a gush of hot air, with metal burrs, fiberglass, and pennies that have accidentally fallen from people's pockets come flying up, and spank you in the face. The air so thick with fiberglass, and fumes you can actually see, and feel it like thick fog. This is the pleasure I get for being one of the few that are in good shape, and very flexible... I get to crawl in vents, and holes. Sheesh! I really wish I had a picture to show to let a lot of people know just how easy they have it when it comes to really nasty jobs... But... At least it pays well.
And speaking of that... Today really topped the cake when some other trade dropped their flashlight in a bilge area near an accelerometer... So everyone on the boat starts looking for me before I leave... I had JUST cleaned up my mess, and got all cleaned up, and thought this would be the first day I would make it home with out the special itch fiberglass gives so well. Just tossed my suit, and my cartridges out, and cleaned my tools. Just as I make my way to the ladder to get the hell out of the boat, they grab me... NOOO!!! Oh yes... I look at them after they tell me what they did, and say, "This... This is a f***ing joke right? Do I look like a clown to you? See me laughing? Your... Serious...?" And instead of fishing it out... They actually had the balls to ask me to go crawl down in the wet, disgusting, filthy bilge area, with no PPE, a fully used up respirator, and a pair of ripped up dex gloves. Wow! I feel so absolutely delicious right now. I am still itchy. Why the jerks couldn't just get it tomorrow is beyond me. I only exposed myself to raw Lead, and the purest fiberglass powder that the damn Navy could get their hands on. Probably radiation too... Who the hell knows.