Is life worth living?

Bucs lost today. Hence the depressing title. That's basically ruined my day, a day that was pretty darn good considering I spend 5 hours washing cars in 40-50 degree weather. So I have to wait an entire year for a new start. We killed ourselves... Interception resulting in a touchdown, a fumble resulting in a touchdown. We allow Washington to gain a MEAGER 122 yards of TOTAL OFFENSE. That's like going down the field one time plus a lil... and we still found a way to beat ourselves. Edell Shepherd drops a game tying touchdown pass placed perfectly in his arms with 2 min to go. Yeah, I guess you could say we killed ourselves. Ridiculous. Absolutely appalling. Our first pick in the next draft has GOT to be an offensive lineman. Then the 2nd, then the 3rd. Don't get me wrong, I'm not losing faith, I'm just... just giving some frustration-filled-constructive-criticism (man double-alliteration). Anyway... just forget that part of my day ever occured and the rest was just fine.
[Picture: Edell Shepherd drops the potential game-winner]

Well I had an ok time washing cars with our Sea Cadet Unit. It wasn't all that cold... even though I was in shorts and a t-shirt for the majority of the day. We had an awesome ex-marine stop by and talk for awhile... man I tell ya, he was hardcore. But when it came to washing... it was at times, chaotic. There was little or no coordination during most of the day. I was amazed at how people think they can just get by without doing a complete, efficient and honest job. What ever happened to integrity? Most of the guys (and our only-gal) are great cadets and do their jobs with integrity and enthusiasm, but there are a few, I have witnessed, that just think they can half-ass their way through everything, taking and snatching every opportunity to cut a corner, or refusing to admit error or take correction (I'm not just talking about the car wash now). I guess the best way to change that is to lead by example, I might just be a Seaman-Apprentice, but being the oldest one in the unit I feel like I can have some sort of positive influence on these guys. And so tomorrow, that's what my mission is, to try to exercise some "leadership skills," oh boy!

When we got back to the AL (American Legion), we had a great, great time. Through some subtle hints (haha through me), I go our PT Midshipmen to run us through some drills and runs. We did some indian runs, some group pushups... wow those were fun and uh, well interesting. Ah what else, lots of flutter kicks, knockout drills, more pushups. Hopefully we'll do more PT tomorrow... much to the dismay of my fellow ... at least most of them. There's really only one or two other guys who take pleasure in PT cadets, or at least can hangle it. Again, same thing here, people gripe and complain about doing a few pushups. And mind you, this is a high school organization. I'm talking doing 20 pushups is difficult to some of these guys. PATHETIC! And we are one of the best units in the country! I wish so badly that I would have joined this unit earlier and could have been senior in rank to everyone and lead PT. I would make these guys beg... beg like a dog... for mercy. "No, no sir, not another 5 miles." Ok, that's true, 5 miles is too short, make it 10! lol... one day maybe. Although I gotta be careful how much I love PT. I just recently watched the "Band of Brothers" series, and I most certainly do not want to turn into a Captain Sobel, now Captain Winters, he was a good leader.. there's a role model.

Hmm, a friend just called and said they have a fire going and hot dogs and marshmellows. Ah I'm tired though, I want to collapse on my bed. Hmm, what to do... what to do. We'll see, I'll do whatever I sporadicly and spontaneously decide to do at whatever time tonight. AH, I've written too much, this blog thing is really taking a hold of me.. I should go read more.



... ok bed wins... goodnight.