CRISPINS CRITTERS

Pat,

Tough summer you had....lol.

Regards + HH

Bill


Well, I guess this is spose to be confession day...... :laughing7:
I have a lot of alone time, as the other can be in Puerto Rica, N.Car., Idaho, or anywhere in between.... :BangHead: those that know me know, I don't blahblah where, when, reasons, that's my business (+safety reasons). 8-)

So this summer I ran away from home...., lol, again. :laughing7:
I was tired of sitting in a swamp, knowing everyday is gonna get hotter than the next, so I packed up me and the spare snacks..... errr.... I mean "the good birds", and we ran away to the beach for the summer. :laughing7:

I had a decision every morning when I got up and walked to then end of my street...... :laughing7:


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Go north or go south..... :laughing7: I had a fork in the road, and I took it! :laughing7:
You have no idea how hard it is, to get a meal in, while in the water for 8-10 hours a day!
My BMI is actually in the negative! Which may not be too bad a thing, lol.
It was a great summer and I hope to get to go live on Marco Island next summer! :laughing7:

Hey, someone say party at TGFs' house? :headbang: :hello2: :hello:
 

He's caught about a 15 inch Snook and about a 5 pound Channel Cat........ I think I've caught a cold...... Haha
 

Hope everyone is having a good weekend! No time limit fishing is the only way to go! Lol!

Started reassembly on the rear suspension of the King quad. I'm exhausted but I'm almost done with getting ready for winter. I'm just now feeling good again, I think I caught a 24hr flu or something Friday was miserable! Heck I'm back at it now though!
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Sent from a spun out toilet paper tube (one ply)!
 

In light of re-reading my past posts,

I feel the need to expand my education and understanding of Dementia.

How this disease effects the elderly, the impact upon Family and Friends and
I'm especially interested in how it effects homeless Veterans.

While I still have time....

http://www.mentalhealth.org.uk/help-information/mental-health-a-z/d/dementia/

Hope all understand.

My Best Wishes,

Scott

An email just sent to my College Academic Adviser:

One more question, Please....

Are you aware of a Psychology Course that centers upon Dementia?
Without going too much in depth of Science, but instead focuses upon identification and treatment strategies....

Always,

My Best Wishes,

Scott Xxxxxx


 

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In light of re-reading my past posts,

I feel the need to expand my education and understanding of Dementia.

How this disease effects the elderly, the impact upon Family and Friends and
I'm especially interested in how it effects homeless Veterans.

Dementia

Hope all understand.

My Best Wishes,

Scott

Cognitive psychology can be affected by factors originating outside the brain, yet hard to discern as being from external factors..
Sometimes does not take much for long to permanent effects.
At least per one personally known sample...
 

Every man has to have a hobby. I have been watching Ebay for one of these for years. Its called a Kirby Morgan 17B. I have dove them before. To buy a used one anywhere will range from $3-7000.00. I bought this one very, very cheap. She wont dive again, I want it for memorabilia on the mantle. Now I'll take my time and slowly rebuild her and probably wont even put COMMS in it.......but something nice for an old retired diver like myself......Wheres DR? He could probably rebuild it with his eyes closed.....hahahaha......Not a boat, but got it while she is gone. Probably make her mad.......I DONT CARE............hahahahahahahaha I did run the serial numbers through Kirby Morgan. This helmet was built in 1984. Should be here by Friday

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Every man has to have a hobby. I have been watching Ebay for one of these for years. Its called a Kirby Morgan 17B. I have dove them before. To buy a used one anywhere will range from $3-7000.00. I bought this one very, very cheap. She wont dive again, I want it for memorabilia on the mantle. Now I'll take my time and slowly rebuild her and probably wont even put COMMS in it.......but something nice for an old retired diver like myself......Wheres DR? He could probably rebuild it with his eyes closed.....hahahaha......Not a boat, but got it while she is gone. Probably make her mad.......I DONT CARE............hahahahahahahaha I did run the serial numbers through Kirby Morgan. This helmet was built in 1984. Should be here by Friday

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AND THE SHOT...

HE SCORES!!!

Congratulations!

You kids never cease to amaze me!

I too know the feeling of obtaining items of previous service.

I'll leave it at that.

Yeah.
We all want pics of you wearing this item!
(If not, I certainly understand :thumbsup:)

("Comms?" To where? Your home phone? I might can help....)

http://www.centcom.mil/

Bravo, my Friend,
BRAVO!!

Best,

Scott
 

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And thus, the weekend after Thanksgiving begins the countdown towards Christmas....

Dang!

I already see Valentines Day and Easter crap on shelves!

Makes me sad that America has become so....

Scott
 

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Cognitive psychology can be affected by factors originating outside the brain, yet hard to discern as being from external factors..
Sometimes does not take much for long to permanent effects.
At least per one personally known sample...

The cognitive state of an individual appears to have fluctuations on a daily, if not an instantaneous basis. Dig?

I have SO much yet to learn, my Friend!

Scott
 

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I once was the Maintenance Department Head,
"Stupidvisor" of a "Long Term Care Facility."
Entrusted with several monthly budgets.

Upon occasion, my duties directed me to the "Alzheimer" Unit,
I found the residents to be fairly well aware.....
And my Friends....

Did I mention taking one of my 78 players and Bing Crosby records?

I danced.
And we all had a wonderful time....

I did...

Which leads me to my Question.....

Do we all somehow suffer from Dementia?

What is the definitive diagnosis?

Scott

Is Dementia a form of the past? Memories?

Am I one to be sent to a "Home?"

I sure as hell hope so....

Gimme a pair of pliers and a screwdriver and I'll have the
Maintenance guy trying to figure out why when you turn on the lights, the sink faucet comes on, too.....:tongue3:

Been there.
Soon to live it!

Scott
 

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CRISPIN'S CRITTERS

COMMS to the surface team. Putting that in the rebuild would just be a waste of money. This will be something cool to look at. My personal best dive wearing a rebreather, special air mixture was 300 feet. That was years ago. Somebody bought us shirts I think they said something like at 300 feet, no one can hear you scream. Or something like that..... I liked it. At that depth, it's a long way to the top..... If you want to rock and roll!!!!!!

 

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In the evening.....We shall enjoy our success....



I'm Beside you, My Brother! No matter the depth.....with my last breath....

Scott
 

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You were talking about Dementia, and a song sprung to mine. This might be a little "fast" or "Loud" for some.....



These lyrics lead me to believe...he has been there, or knows somebody whom has.

Hello me, meet the real me
And my misfit's way of life
A dark black past is my
Most valued possession
Hindsight is always 20-20
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to Reader's Digest!

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and
My air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Sinking down to your level
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile it's blacktooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands
And I don't know where I've been

Once you committed me
Now you've acquitted me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets
 

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In the evening.....



I'm Beside you, My Brother!

Scott



I fear losing control of my mental faculties....
I enlisted in the military to SURVIVE as a civilian!

So far, so good....

So,
Who is really in charge here?
Captain Potts? Me?

Perhaps Lieutenant "Puss Nuts," 2nd LT King?

A story about he and I are yet a request away.....
Spoiler...I won!

(Really? Did you doubt?)

Chain of command?
Yeah, I've read the UCMJ. Bring it....Any Fools....

Really?

Frag?

Ummm.... Not me....

POST TERMINATED
 

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Crispin is always in charge ( and the ladies control him)
 

You were talking about Dementia, and a song sprung to mine. This might be a little "fast" or "Loud" for some.....



These lyrics lead me to believe...he has been there, or knows somebody whom has.

Hello me, meet the real me
And my misfit's way of life
A dark black past is my
Most valued possession
Hindsight is always 20-20
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to Reader's Digest!

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and
My air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Hello me, it's me again
You can subdue but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Sinking down to your level
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Well, me, it's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile it's blacktooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands
And I don't know where I've been

Once you committed me
Now you've acquitted me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets


Dang ...don't play that when I am under sedation please.
Subliminal input and all.

Toss it in with the Christmas shopping music rotation maybe.......shoppers be bangin carts , or riding in them or something.:occasion14:
 

Ahem....

My "Friend," Light lieutenant, King, a "Butter Bar," sought my assistance in Latrine Duty one Sunday Morning. VERY Early.

Replying to his "Request,"
I quoted the statute in the
UCMJ that required him to also carry out the order he gave.

I said,

"Yeah! I got the hose. You got the brush? Meet me in 10 minutes, Sir!"

He said, "Damn you, Private Scott. I hope that you play Chess, Soldier!"

I never learned what he really meant.....

Nor the Power of education....

Until just now....

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"I was there, man. Were you?"
 

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