Ah.... a cookbook. If that was me that was stuck in the aircraft carrier's superstructure after ejecting from a failed launch of my F-14 Tomcat, I created an artificial and symbolic memory of me sitting underneath the ships radar while reading a book. I almost got cooked by that radar so I symbolized that with me sitting under it reading a book to create a reference to a cookbook. I have other vague memories, artificial or real, I'm not certain, that support this notion.
http://zip4.usps.com/zip4/zcl_3_results.jsp
Actual City name in 76704
WACO, TX
76704 >>> 76 7 04 >>> 1976 July 4
That was the day I successfully diverted the comet.
My thoughts suggest that after I was injured while saving the space shuttle from crashing on landing on 4/14/1981 and was in a wheelchair for a while, I told people it was from a waterskiing accident. I also think a lot about a guy that was in the VA hospital with me that was in a wheelchair. I think it is all connected.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: July 17, 2006
This may explain some thoughts I have been having about the F-16 that I cannot yet fully explain. I thought of it when I saw a certain type of boat on tv the other day. I also remembered something I wrote last year about feeling as though I was trying to drive a boat that was still on the trailer. I think that was from a dream where John Connor jumped out of the boat and was running away. Anyway, something about the F-16 associates in my mind with sitting on the front end, the pointed end, of a boat, such as a large Bayliner on a lake, and trying to steer it from there.
http://www.reagan.utexas.edu/archives/speeches/1981/60481d.htm
Proclamation 4847 -- National Safe Boating Week, 1981
June 4, 1981
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Those involved in recreational boating should always remember that the primary responsibility for safety rests with the individual. And while a cruise can be a wonderful experience for one person or an entire family, it can also result in tragedy.
Aware of the need for boating safety, the Congress enacted the joint resolution of June 4, 1958 (36 U.S.C. 161) as amended, requesting that the President proclaim a National Safe Boating Week.
Now, Therefore, I, Ronald Reagan, President of the United States of America, do hereby designate the week beginning on June 7, 1981 as National Safe Boating Week.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: July 18, 2006
http://www.navy.mil/management/photodb/photos/040527-N-8213G-005.jpg
USS Cole (DDG 67) returns from deployment as USS Ronald Reagan (CVN 76) departs Norfolk for San Diego, Calif.
Norfolk, Va. (May 27, 2004) - Sailors from USS Ronald Reagan (CVN 76) man the rails, as USS Cole (DDG 67) returns from her first six-month deployment, following extensive repairs from a terrorist attack in the port city of Aden, Yemen, October 2000. Reagan is departing Norfolk for her new homeport in San Diego, Calif.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: July 19, 2006
I started thinking yesterday about a scene from "Escape From L.A." It's that one where Plissken is on that basketball court and has to score a certain number of points before the clock runs out. I am wondering if I did something like that, in that I scored several points in the final minutes or at least made a game-winning buzzer beater, while in a game with the USNA basketball team.
I haven't seen the movie, but I don't think it is a coincidence this guy who played Napoleon Dynamite looks a lot like my former co-worker at Microsoft, Jon Langdon.
Langdon is the guy who I quipped to the waitress something about him being my youngest son from my third wife. He is also the guy that was over at my apartment one evening, that first one at Limestone, who seemed to be a little too enthusiastic about the "Ambiguosly Gay Duo" that was about to come on Saturday Night Live. There was some other stuff too, like the time well before that when he was standing there looking awkward and Grace Stahre said something about a "friend" she had, coincidently Langdon's age, who had some kind of gay fantasy. One other time, he said he was from some kind of military academy but Grace was quick to point out that he didn't graduate from it. There was some other stuff I can't remember at this moment. And what is it about "Preston"?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Napoleon_dynamite
Napoleon Dynamite is a film directed by Jared Hess. The movie is based on the short film, Peluca, which he directed at Brigham Young University with Jon Heder. Napoleon was then filmed in the summer of 2003 in Jared's childhood hometown of Preston, Idaho.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: July 21, 2006
I have been wondering for a few hours today, maybe yesterday too, about a couple memories I have as Kerry Burgess in the Navy. Actually, there are several memories counted the ones that started this train of thought. I think it started early this morning or last night when I started thinking again about those training exercises in Charleston while on the Taylor. I wrote about them a couple years ago. One was that boiler room fire exercise and the other was the simulated missile strike on our ship where we then had to patch the hole to stop the flooding. I can still hear, or so it seems, the loud clanging noise from when the exercise started by someone outside the ship compartment mock-up hitting on the side with a sledgehammer. Then I remembered another time on the Taylor when we were out to sea. It was the first time the Taylor fired a missile. I was in the forward repair locker at the time which was directly under the missile launcher. I told someone later that when the missile fired, it felt as though someone had hit me on the top of my helmet with a sledgehammer. I wonder if I am remembering too very different incidents. The first, in the flooding compartment exercise, combined with the smoke-filled boiler room fire, is actually my deflected memories of being on the Sheffield when it was hit. That loud clanging sound wasn't a sledgehammer outside the compartment, rather it was the Exocet hitting the side of the ship. The boiler room fire exercise was actually the fire on the Exocet. My memory of an earlier experience with my half-brother and step-brothers and the tent outside in the rain represents our evacuation of the Sheffield and waiting to be rescued. As for the first missile firing from the Taylor and the sledgehammer to my helmet, I am wondering again about some thoughts of having the canopy blown off my aircraft from a close missile explosion. Maybe the explains something on the top of my head. At first I told myself that I should have some memories to explain what is that feature on my head, which I did not. But then I did remember something, something about a tender spot on my head from long, long ago. That may be why something caught my attention a couple years ago. I made note of it at the time, something about that WW1 German pilot, Richthofen, the Red Baron, and how he sustained a head injury in combat.
I am certainly glad that The Kerry Show: Expedition To Pioneer Square has gone off the air. 10 months of that madhouse was more than enough, thank you very much. This new series, The Kerry Show: Back To The Shoreline, is much improved, Now With 10% More Privacy!, but I would sure rather have my own place. And it is hot in here too, but it is nothing like the misery I would be experiencing down at Pioneer Square.
I wonder if the people on live tv broadcasts are going to reveal right away they can hear me hear too or if I am going to have to get creative to find out.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: July 24, 2006
Correction: I only have 5% more privacy here. That may change though because I am reasonably certain there is a hidden camera in my room somewhere. I have absolutely no doubt there is a listening device in there somewhere. I can't even read the newspaper without thinking someone is noting what I read.
At least I can now turn off the light switch when I want to go to sleep. That is a remarkable improvement. Now if I just had a television and my own internet connection, my imprisonment would be slightly more tolerable. "Tolerable," of course, is relative to the intolerable environment of having no private life.
