Sunday, October 31, 2010
Something old, something new
All I remember is that it was butt-ass cold.
Cape Wrath, February. Pacific ocean my ass. 3 months of this shit.
An antique, and far, far superior to any compass made today. I made a friend out of the captain of the ship that I was on when I identified the Spider, the metal frame that holds the magnifying glass.
Off Pascagoula. Small black-tip shark. A man eater, who was, in fact, eaten raw. delicious.
Steam turbines. about 14,000hp.
IT'S A CONTACT SPORT
All the fumes. I could hear in color, see in infrared, and also kill with my mind.