Dry dive

This morning I woke up, went diving and came back home and went to bed for a few hours. Then I took my dog to the beach, had a swim, came home and gave him a bath and now I’m making coffee thinking about supper. I don’t normally drink coffee this time of day and I’m not hungry, but that’s what I’m doing.

The dive was kinda dry. I figured it would be spectacular since I forgot my camera. But it was murky, and we didn’t see much. Dry is a weird way to describe a dive, but that was what I was thinking, “it’s kinda dry down here today”.

Goot Mornink!

Yesterday, I worked a full full day, as is normal whenever I want to try to escape early. But it’s ok.
I went diving yesterday afternoon, it was great but there was a strong current, you could swim comfortably into the current and stay still, if you kick a little more you can progress ok, there’s never any hurry underwater. My camera can take short videos and I took one to show the current. It’s about 5 seconds long and shows some soft coral flapping in the U/W breeze and you can see particles in the water whizzing by.
My dive buddy took off his fins and was walking along the bottom. He asked if I wanted to race, him without fins and me with. I said sure (all through sign language). 1-2-3 GO and I started kicking as hard as I could into the current and I looked behind me and there he was, right on my tail. I was getting tired fast, kicking as hard as I could. I was ahead but he seemed way more efficent without fins in that current. I’ve done it before too, take off my fins and walk or run along the bottom, it is really fun. There’s less gravity than the moon, not that I’ve ever been there. Here’s two pics of him running underwater, carrying his fins.

Then I came home and tried to get audio on this blog. I created a Yahoo group, tried to set it up so nobody has to be a member for access, then link from here to the files section. It seemed like it worked for a while but then quit. I guess yahoo changes some portion of the web page address periodically, it worked from on my computer and another computer (on which I wasn’t logged onto either blogger or yahoo) for several minutes at least. Then quit working everywhere at once. I reposted and it did the same thing.
Thanks to those who replied to my “test” post last night. (I deleted it)
Anyway, I’m drinking cuppa coffee number one and going to work for a while later today.
Have a great day!

I feel it coming on..

Woke up late this morning, 5:35. Clouds look like they’re going away (it got cloudy just before noon yesterday), its Friday. I gotta funny feeling I might be getting sick around lunchtime and have to take the afternoon off. I think about a one hour dive this afternoon might be the cure I need. Or an afternoon on the beach.
Of course, the days I feel like this are usually the busiest, most chaotic, work-late days of them all.
hmmmm
Weee shall seeeeee…………

Speaking of Spam

In 1988, I was struck with the desire to have a can of Spam. I couldn’t sleep or think of anything else. So I went out and bought one. I scratched the date in the paint on the can.

I still have it, the date on it is 4-19-88.
It’s in my nightstand, just in case.

Spam, Cause you never know.

Spammed

Well, I got spammed. I am apparently being punished for someone named “killer”
I don’t even know who “killer” is.
I know how the spammer did it, just paste and post the comment, then hit the back button and post it again. and again.
Here’s a sample:

Glue Factory Bob said…
oh boy — poor you. you have to put up with the consequences of killer’s actions. please do mention something to him about the evils of spam wont you?
such a shame that you keep such poor company. i am sorry for what i am about to do to you. but someone, namely killer’s little pals need to explain to him that when you go around spamming someone, you never know when it’s gonna come back around and bite everyone in the ass. please help me educate him wont you?

8:29 AM

Delete

Glue Factory Bob said…

KILLER IS A PUSSY!! KILLER IS A PUSSY!! KILLER IS A PUSSY!! KILLER IS A PUSSY!! KILLER IS A PUSSY!! KILLER IS…..

it was pages and pages of this, each on a separate “comment”.

Dogs

My dog cracks me up. I find it hilarious what he finds extremely important, like sniffing a pee puddle or another dogs butt. What information is he gathering? Another thing is when he has to poop, he sniffs and searches till he finds that perfect square inch. Then he poops in a spot about 2 feet behind that because his nose is in the perfect spot, not his butt! What does he think?“Dang! missed again! I was certain I had that one lined up perfectly that time!”
How come every dog falls for the trick when you throw something and don’t let go, the dog thinks you threw it and it disappeared?
But dogs display unconditional love every day, the best known example I think.

effect and affect

I have serious problems with the words effect and affect. If anyone can spell it out for me, I’d appreciate it. I guess If I put some effort into it I’d remember.

I got an email from my friend in Cozumel, here’s a piece of it, reprinted without permission:

I was pretty well prepared, also for a flooding; I had a few full stage-tanks ready under my bed and my diving suit and sidemount-harness ready to put on 🙂 I also had stored up with water and 300 hours of cave-diving lights… In the end, I realised that this hurricane could become really serious, so the better half of my brain stopped me from going cave-diving… (However, five hours after Emily passed by, I was already clearing the road to my favorite cave-diving site, Aerolito 🙂
My main concern during the hurricane, was the expected flooding, but another worry was a huge, heavy cell-phone tower, which is cemented into the ground, only 15 meters from my room… The tower got a bit bent, and a huge steel-structure on top of the tower, is now completely bent to the side, but fortunately it didn`t come crashing through my roof 🙂
Although Emily did pass by pretty close, she had a fairly high speed and, hence, didn´t have enough time to destroy the island.

Three hundred hours of cave lights! Plus all his tanks filled, plus his rebreather! I told you! He was seriously thinking about it. I’ve thought about it, not in a cave, but there’s not much wave action that reaches down, say 200 feet, but the problem is, staying down long enough for the storm to pass. And the transition through the shallower, more turbulet waters.

Got that girl at works computer all sorted, its going to be a sweet machine. I still have to install some more software tomorrow. I give her a week to screw it up.

One of my long time friends found the link to this blog on my Yahoo Profile the other day, she told another friend. Pretty soon everyone I know will know about this blog. Too bad they’re all too chicken to leave a comment! Heee HEEEE!!