Tuesday, August 13, 2013

The Litany of the Future.

One New York based Family, last located 1050Z via RECCE on day one of an assessed four day transit to Tampa, Florida. Assess the Family to port in Tampa, Florida within the next seventy-two hours.

This is how I'd had to talk every time I gave a brief and had a vessel underway. Rumor has it I won't have to recite a litany for every individual vessel, now, but I won't get to find out for another three months or so - when I arrive in CENTCOM, I'm told I'll be doing a lot of "Facilities," which is where I'm either on watch or escorting cleaning personnel into secure facilities to make certain they don't do anything that could compromise national security.

I'm alright with that. That's an easy job to hold for the span of a promotion.
I'll be reaching E-3 while pushing a broom or holding a door for someone who pushes brooms.

It's been a weird and kind of bittersweet affair to see my family again.
I think my Mother said it best when she was talking about why my little sister, Alec, was acting so hostile toward me in front of her friends. She told me:

"I think she was expecting her big brother to come home. And he didn't. Instead, this married guy with a new set of priorities came, and she wasn't expecting it. And that's the way it should be - I'm proud of you. But it's hard. We're all trying to find our new roles in your life, and it's hard on us - especially on a seventeen year-old girl."

I think that kind of sums up how everything'd been, actually.
That, coupled with a bunch of family outings with friends, kind of left us all seeing very little of eachother.
Maybe that's for the best, given that we're to be parted so soon as I leave to Tampa.

After day four or day five of delightful park-dates, work-outs, feeding birds, cooking dinner, and eating out, my wife and I kind of ran out of things to do, so we went on a Miyazaki film-binge. It was pretty wonderful and I wound up watching a lot of films I hadn't seen in a long time, or seen at all.

We watched Ponyo, My Neighbor Totoro, Nausicaa...
We tried to branch out and watch Waltz with Bashir, but my only copy of it with subtitles was on my Computer, which was downstairs after escaping my tangle of electronic spaghetti to write Moga.

The game-developer I'd been nerding-out over several posts ago, who developed an intimate favorite of mine, "I'm Scared of Girls" as well as "Safety: Life is a Maze" both of which I highly recommend you sample, have been talking frequently. We've really got a lot in common, and it's been refreshing to nerd-out over mutually adored painters Klimt and Mucha, as well as swapping a few like Rothko and Vincent Hui.
I've just found a great new friend on a bit of a whim, and I couldn't be happier about it.

Anyways, I'm gonna prepack the car while Leigh's asleep, so I can save her some sorrow as we prepare to get on the road. We should be stopping at a hotel sometime around 8:00 PM, which'll get us as far as we need to go for the day as well as off the road before the Sun really starts to close-up shop and leave us in the dark. Everything should check out pretty well by my estimate...

I'll try to keep you guys posted if you're interested.
Be safe, be patient, and I'll see you all a bit less sporadically as the week develops.
Oh, and I get payed on the fifteenth!

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