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Hello:-) Got a good read, tho' a bit grim... "Island of the Lost", a sotry about shipwrecked guys in the subantarctic... two groups, same island, different ships, and while there were variations in luck... One group came out with everyone intact. The other? Lost all but three. And it was much grimmer. One is like a story of "Holy cow, if I am ever wrecked, I want these guys with me!" and the other is... "EEK!" Got it as an e-book on Kindle Books... So if you like navy stuff, survivor stories, etc., this is a good read and will make more sense if you look up locations on a map, just as an FYI. For those not familiar witht he Southern Hemisphere, at least!
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So... Were there really guys like Robinson Crusoe? Yes and no. Lone survivors rarely fared well. (Sorry, Tom Hanks movie.) But Robinson Crusoe was based loosely on accounts of survivors of shipwrecks who were later rescued and still okay enough to be coherent. NONE landed on an island like Crusoe's in the novel or else-wise, ditto "Swiss Family Robinson", b/c ... all that don't happen in one spot. In point of fact, your odds of survival on an unpopulated whatever? Still suck. The tropics suck, b/c of teh disease-carrying insects; the subarctic and subantarctic suck b/c of the persistence of the bloodsucking insects (anyone here been in central Ontario to northern Ontario in summer? Those are NOT normal mosquitoes!)... Pretty much, let's all be glad for GPS, amen.
Now, here's a maritime disaster you may not know, lives lost being approximately NINE THOUSAND. Who do we thank? Hitler and Stalin. No joke. In 1945, a massive luxury liner used as a hospital shipo by the Nazis was re-purposed to become an escape vessel for military personnel. Approximately ten thousand lives aboard in January 1945 when she set sail from Gdynia (the Polish name for the city, and for the record, it was always Gdynia in Polish, not "now the town of"... No, it was that *before* the Germans and Russians, thanks) on teh Baltic Sea. Anyway, Hitler was evacuating his guys from the Soviet advance ----- if you think anyone was meaner than the Nazis, it is possible Stalin's guys qualify ---- and... The Soviets spotted her, sunk her, and she went down in 90 minutes or so. With about 9,000 lives lost, it remains the deadliest sinking in known history. (The Wilhelm Gustloff, for the record. And the Nazis censored all news of the disaster, so we didn't learn about it. Also, the survivors? Well, they were keeping quiet. Y'know. WW2. Nazis. Germany. Good time to fake an ID and pretend you're someone else.
Chivalry died long before the TItanic. IN the 1854 sinking of the Arctic, not one survivor was a woman or child, although it was a transAtlantic passenger ship. She hit the French Vesta off Newfoundland, in the fog, and was going to help the other vessel till the Arctic's captain realized *he* was sinking. He ordered women-and-chidlren-first... And of the apprxoimately 400 people aboard the Arctic? Only 80-some survived. Of that number, only 22 were passengers at all. The captain went down with the ship, but ironically enough ended up floating around on debris, and was rescued... And boy, did the surviving crew catch hell. Technically, it was ILLEGAL TO PUT THEIR OWN SAFETY BEFORE THAT OF THE PASSENGERS.... but they weren't prosecuted.
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Lesson learned: I'm staying on land, where the worst that might happen is a wheel falls off a Delta 747 and almost hits me in the head. Stuff like that. (No joke, btw, a Delta airliner lost its evacuation slide MIDFLIGHT and it landed in a guy's yard... WTH?!)
TGIFRIDAY!
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88FIn 1969 we decided to get married without a big wedding. Most of our friends and family liked large over the top for the time kind of weddings and I did not. First, I didn't see why spending so much money for one day when we have the rest of our lives to live. I have never regretted not having a big formal wedding. Another issue is not liking all the attention. Also, we have gone to big...
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We're all troubled.WSo, to remind ourselves we're not at rock bottom (this is a reverse optimism thing I learned as a kid):We are not living on the island of Krakatoa when the volcano goes boom!Yeah, okay, that sucks.***Toay in 1942, Pierre Laval announced that the way to free France was for Germany to win WW2. Pierre did not win a lot of friends. When the war ended, quite quickly he was tried...
I couldn’t sleep all night. My tongue hurt so bad. Sometimes it rubs on my teeth and I get sores with the TD.
I found out I need elbow surgery too. Not sure when it will be. Only three lbs to go before my knee replacement.
I want a dog so badly. Can’t wait until all my surgeries are done.
Take care.
Yesterday was every bit as busy as it sounded. It was 7 pm when I could finally sit and relax. Then I stayed up later than I should have working on my mom's ornament. I'm almost halfway done and will have to finish it either tonight or tomorrow so I can give it to her Sunday. Lunch with her was good, apparently she's noticed the same decline in my Dad's memory, decision making, mood swings, etc that I have. I was considering bringing it up because it does concern me but she said he went to the doctor recently and is waiting for lab results. She also said that since she's home more during the day, he's just been crating Franki whenever she gets rambunctious (she's 9 months old, this happens often), even if he has time to bring her out to chase her frisbee or whatever. I guess he did the same when Fritz was a puppy. My mom doesn't always handle it well either but at least she agrees that just putting her in the crate is only going to make her behavior worse. I guess she also told him that she was glad he wasn't home often when we were kids because we'd probably have grown up to be axe murderers lol. Anyway, the phone is fairly busy and this has taken a while to write so I need to get off here and get some work done.
Leo, I get into books like that and then they scare the crap out of me. There is a local writer here in the cities. John Sandford writes the Prey Series. Little fun fact about that, Rumor in the family here is that the main character is based off of my uncle when he served on the MPD. So as I sit and read these books, I loved knowing the places Sandford is describing as he uses areas I'm familiar with. The hard part...it's a suspense thriller series and well, I get spooked too easily. I'll read something and toss the book across the room and then hide the book for a while. I eventually return to it after my brain processes what it just read. The details are graphic. My imagination is horrific. stuff like that will trigger my anxiety/panic attacks in a heart beat. Why do I torture myself?? Because, I adored my uncle so very much. Still do, even though he's gone.
As for surviving on an island somewhere? Yah, I'm not even going to joke around, I'll be bugmeat before the first week is over. The younger me would forage, but I'd most likely only make it to the end of week two as I'd be suffering from some jacked up 3rd degree sunburns on 90% of my body, because I'd have to strip down to my skivvies to be able to handle the heat.....I wouldn't be able to catch any food there after. Just not going to lie, malaria wouldn't have time to settle in. LOL. God knows this so He doesn't send me to these sort of places.
Angela, gotta take any good news that will come your way. Glad you got the bleeds under control. Hope a nap is in your near future.
Ida, I too was up from 3-6am and back up at 8. Went to bed around midnight. I join you both in the sleepies today.
Miki, I'm glad that you found solace with your mom in regards to your Dad's changing behaviors. I know my mom hasn't graced with age all that much either. I try so very hard not to compare my mom to my grandma as my grandma was the sweetest thing. We were even warned after her stroke that she most likely would become a more violent form of herself. I never understood that as Grams was just the sweetest thing, and became even sweeter after her stroke. She couldn't remember names, and she would refer to my aunts/uncles as #1, #2, #3-#7. Us Grandkids became symbols...like pointing her finger with a giggle. Or we were all called "Hey". But my mom was called "Mom".
Sorry, I just took a little stroll down memory lane there and it was a good little visit.
I hope you can get your ornament done in time. And I hope you can find some down time this weekend also.
I have amoking to do today. Orders coming in from what I ordered a week ago, have to run and get the second xbox for Beans later. I don't really know what else there is to do. This weekend I want to get some lights out. Our little cul de sac has so many houses lit up. And people are starting to roll on by. It's cute. Never been on this side of the "lighted" fence so to speak.
I might actually bake something with my old bananas this week....just never know.
Hope everyone who follows has a great day!
Leo, I am with you, I will stay on the solid ground with my GPS lol. How are you?
Angela no sleep is no good at all. I hope youve been able to get rid of your head ache.
Ida that is a lot of surgeries to have coming up! Just keep your eyes on the prize of that puppy!
Miki, I am sure you will get the Christmas ornament done in time. You always seem to do amazing work.
Wonder I am glad to see you are still hanging in. I am with you that some books can make me anxious, movies too. I've given up on all of the above, if it makes me.that anxious and isn't necessary part of life it goes.
Sending hugs out to Fantod and Twin
Wonder, I have to avoid horror novels. Hubby loves 'em> I can't even look at the covers!
Angela, Ida, big hugs to both!
Miki, you'll push trhough, just don't push too *hard*!!!