Each unit aboard the ship is assigned a lifeboat and we group on the flight deck in our areas for the drill.There we muster, because all must be counted for.
When we get the all clear you learn rather quickly that there are only a few specific routes down from the flight deck and all lifejackets must be returned to the same closet you got them out of .
Another thing that happened aboard the ship was we had a talent show. Many in the show remarked that they could have come more prepared. Not me! What they saw was all I've got. My talent is very raw. Kristen Lee and Cpt. Mazilli (correct spelling implied) were an awesome duo and others in the group shined as well. I requested to go first as to set the bar low enough that I could participate. As it is summer and many of you may be headed to girls camp like me. I will share my awesome talent. I taught all 3 verses of "Little Black Things" to the audience and we had a sing-a-long. This is sung to the tune of "O my Darlin' Clementine" (I think)
Chorus: Little Black things, Little Black things,
Running up and down my arms,
If I wait 'til they have babies,
I can start a black thing farm.
Once a bath I thought of taking,
Then the tears just wouldn't stop,
For the poor, poor little black things,
In the water they would drop.
Chorus
Once a cute boy tried to kiss me,
Then he screamed and gave a yell,
And he ran for I could ask him,
Was it black things or the smell?
Chorus
My old man one day he took me,
To a shrink named Doctor Bell,
Doc, he saw the little black things,
Now I love my padded cell.
Chorus
Ta-dah! That's it. Tomorrow I will post about my buddy in the scullery, J. Dyer. He single-handedly prevented disaster by putting out a food related fire. He and all my other buddies aboard the USNS Comfort are my heroes. Stay tuned.
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