NAS China Lake 68-69. We just missed each other. Of course in those days, us lowly swabbies were forbidden to talk to Waves, anyway.
Hello to everyone. I’ve missed you all, but life was just flails hands so much this year.
When I turned 21, I was a senior in university. I had had access to alcohol for several years at that point, so being legal was only of mild interest. My social group did throw me a party, which was nice.
I’ve been toying with the idea of a freezer. It seems like a good idea, I have to say. I believe I’ll start working on it.
I’m switching out my stove tomorrow. The house came with one that has a double oven. It’s terrible. The big oven doesn’t work well, despite the convection fan. The top oven was helpfully designed to so that both rack positions are completely useless. It also doesn’t work. After a year, I have given up.
Hugs to all and Happy New Year!
Howdy Y’all! We spiffed da cave, achieved nappage, I picked up a 'script and we have had a late N.O.L./Early Sup of pancakes 'n snausages. Quite the productive day for us! What? We are retired drains on society and sloths. We’re proud of it, too.
I was in junior high those years… 
'68-69 was ninth grade for me, but I didn’t enlist until '82.
Yeah, it was 9th grade for me also. I enlisted in '73. Then I went over to the Dark Side in '79 and finally got out as a Lt, disgraced for marrying an OS2… 
Oh, the shame!!
Supper was pretty good, tho the steak was a bit tougher than I like. There’s a lot left over - I’ll slice it thin and cook it with onions and 'shrooms - maybe make a pseudo-stroganoff. I baked a bunch of russets - we each ate one and the rest will become soup, plus skins for an appetizer. FCD rinsed the dishes and I need to load the dishwasher.
I get Roxy again tomorrow because SIL has to work. But for this evening, chillage shall ensue.
Worked a double, and doing again tonight.
I was involved in a brawl at Waffle House on my 21st birthday.
{{{wordy}}} Life has dropped a cargo package of shit on you of late. I hope that things get better.
cookie, is your wife related to my late grandfather? When he passed, I was among the family members cleaning out 60 years of that kind of stuff from the house and a bunch of rusted out farm equipment, nuts and bolts, etc from two barns and five sheds.
Welcome back sunny!
I had just moved back to Indiana from Colorado by my 21rst birthday, was beginning the first semester at St. Francis College and irking a full time job on graveyards at a nursing home. I irked that night and really didn’t have time for a celebration for quite a while.
I was able to buy 3.2 beer by driving 45 minutes in three directions at 18, although Indiana required me to be 21. I had been playing music in a band on and off since I was 15, so it was usually available (albeit, under the table) at gigs. On weekends, sometimes a bunch of us would go to Kenosha or Racine, WI and get a couple of rooms for a two day party (Wisconsin drinking age was 18 back then).
First irk day of the new year. I spent it mopping up 2020 stuff and will continue to do so for the next two days. Our new reconciler was assigned to shadow the cycle counters until 1:30, when they get off irk and study irk instructions for the rest of the day. Tomorrow, she’ll shadow the coordinator and do online training. Wednesday, I’ll have her in the afternoon.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
I swear to heaven I posted earlier today. Where did it go? I don’t think I accidentally posted in another forum.
I had a hair appointment this morning and spent the rest of the day either on the phone with family or writing a snail mail letter to a kid I know who’s heading to reform school.
When I turned 21, I was married, had graduated from college, and had moved to New England. I’d done the bar-hopping thing the previous two years (Drinking age was 19 then.), mostly because bars gave a free drink on your birthday. One bar gave out a cheap bottle wine. Anyway, it was low-key. New friends came over and brought a tomato soup cake. No, that isn’t a typo. It was made with tomato soup. Not my thing, but it didn’t taste too bad and it was kind of them to go to the trouble.
Oh, sure, wreck my illusions. 
I actually did have a freezer big enough to hold a body–probably several bodies. Not that I put bodies in there, mainly because they don’t make Ziplock bags in people sizes (yuk, yuk, yuk). I loved that freezer, though, because I could easily find stuff. I did almost fall in a couple of times, one of the perils of being short.
I simply cannot read this without imagining you two heading off to prison circa 1938.
I’m guessing there’s a good story behind this.
{{{{wordy}}}}
I don’t know nellie, this one might could work for a body:Freezer bag 
The hussy-fication of the MMP continues. I have a DATE for tomorrow! Someone I met through work - we’ve chatted a bit on the phone, and have a surprising amount in common.
I don’t wanna say too much before there are any chickens hatched to count (don’t want to jinx anything, yanno) but I wanted to at least let y’all know the very good news.
shoe, have fun tomorrow…and tell us all about it in great, nay excruciating detail…
doggio, hope you won.
Sunny!! Enjoy the new stove.
Cookie, I’d get along with your wife, just filed my 2020 paperwork in one of the 4 file drawers I have. Thing my records go back to 1995 IIRC, but they are well-organized. Did get rid of a lot of stuff, but my spare bed is covered with stuff I got on my travels that I haven’t put away (or on the wall) yet. I’ll get to it…sometime…
Dice, Hope dad starts getting better.
Finished the webcomic I mentioned above, all 758 pages of it. Made me cry at the end and wish the author had written more, but such is life and webcomics… Outside of that and letting the dishwasher do it’s duty, not much else to report.
Catch y’all on 2sday.
Excellent! I can’t do all the hussying around here myself – “I’m not a rabbit, I need some rest …” [Madeline Kahn in Blazing Saddles].
In other, related news – Gentleman Caller and I are meeting for dinner Wednesday night. Yay!
My life has gotten very interesting …
“Dinner.” Is THAT what the kids are calling it these days?
Sorry/not sorry. That joke (like “that’s what she said” at the right moment) will never get old.
Congrats Owl and Shoe. Be safe out there.
Son finally had that “online school” meltdown that I’ve been hearing about. I don’t know what to tell him except that it won’t be forever and we’ll get through it.
Metal Mouse I’ve got that webcomic flagged. My TBR is ridiculously large, but it’s not FIFO.
You’re in good company! 
I myself am retired and sloth-like. It is indeed a noble profession. The gubbermint sends me money every month as an award for being old and decrepit, and I’m happy to take it.
As for turning 21, I believe there was some point in history where I was technically 21, but I don’t think they had invented the “year” yet.
Well, we’ll be at a restaurant and he’s been nothing but a gentleman so far - damn it.
Those are the ones you have to watch out for. Many’s the rueful refrain that runs “But he seemed like such a gentleman”!
I can’t speak for Owl but in some cases, “restrained gentleman” isn’t exactly what we’re looking for.
I’m reminded of an occasion years ago, when I wound up explaining to a younger guy that if - upon finally getting a girl’s clothes off - he discovers that she has shaved nicely & is wearing a bra that matches her undies … dude, this was all a foregone conclusion. You didn’t seduce her, you little Romeo; she had already decided this was gonna happen.
NYE ended up being such a dumpster fire …
well in my case "meet new year same old year " except I’m waiting to find out if I’ve been exposed to the plague seems my oldest cousins mother in law has been feeling poorly for a while but insisted on a big get together for Xmas … and now shes in a hospital with pneumonia and covid 19 …
everyone’s feeling crappy tho i think mines just from the 40-degree temperature drops that occur around here tho i might be posting a video called "Christmas pukes " showing what I’ve had to help put up for the past dozen or so years since this is the last year it will happen here