First off a couple three memes, two from friends and one I found on one of the sites.
You Are Eastern
You see yourself as a very small part of the universe - and you're still trying to figure out what your role is.
Discovering who you are and the meaning of your life is very important to you.
You see life as a journey, and you hope to learn as much as you possibly can.
You believe that living a virtuous and reflective life is how to reach enlightenment.
Are You Philosophically Eastern or Western? Your result for What color would your lightsaber be?...
Blue Beam
The Negotiator
You are a peacekeeper, plain and simple. Only the most dire of circumstances will make you draw, much less use, your saber. The serene color of your blade matches your cool, calm exterior.
Your high sense and style scores show that you are always willing to talk first, and to use persuasion where reason fails. Negotiations can go sour, however, and on those occasions you are well-equipped for escape or confrontation.
Others like you: Obi-Wan Kenobi
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HelloQuizzy Your result for The How Deprived of a Childhood Were You Test (EASY)...
Your Inner Child Scored 70%
You scored 70% Nostalgia. You've come a long way, kiddo!
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HelloQuizzy Now for the weekend.
First off, the average temps were mid 70's during the day and low 50's during the night. Yes, it was cold. I slept in full clothes, a zippered sweatshirt with hood up (day two) as well as two thick blankets. The walk to the bathroom was a small hike and not fun in the middle of the night with no good lighting down our area. But, this is something I really had fun with (if a bit sore and stiff bodywise as well as exhausted) and really want to do again. If you're curious the place was the
Red Barn Campground in Holden, Maine. Friday started off with chance of thunderstorms. Well, about noontime, while I was standing down on cash taking money for lunch, I saw the dark clouds forming on the horizon. As time ticked on they grew larger and spread until you could see the individual cells, all dark and angry looking. I expected to see lightning but, surprisingly enough, there was none. I hoped the storm would break enough and miss us. I saw what looked like a white, loosely formed vortex against the dark sky. I rationalized it couldn't be a tornado, it had to be the clouds or something else. Not too long after it broke up the sky overhead turned dark, the wind picked up something fierce (as in blowing mulch from across the parking lot straight into my window . . . )and turned bitter cold. The store manager relayed a message from mum to call before I left for home (I was out at 2) because a tornado had taken down power lines on my road. Naturally I went into worry mode. When I finally at 2:30 got out of work I went for the bus without calling where I had seen them make their regular stops at the bus stop. When I got home I learned a vortex had formed and taken out a deadwood tree causing it to lean on the power lines. By the time anyone had gotten there the tree was partly on fire and burnt through all but two or three of the power lines. We were without power until around 4:30ish when it came back on. Apparently the fire fighters had mentioned to our Captain and Chief Finance Officer when they went to help direct traffic that the fire fighters were keeping a close eye to the sky in case any more tornadoes dropped down . . . a neighbor a couple houses up said the vortex was clocked at about 69mph . . . Yeah . . . proof Maine does have tornadoes.
So, with the excitement over we headed to the campground. Our tent was already up where they knew we would be later getting there and it was more convenient. We had a nice supper of charcoal burgers and hot dogs. Everyone stayed up fairly late (especially me where I had been up since 4:30am with little sleep again) before crashing. Trust me, it's not easy sleeping on an air mattress in a tent with temps in the low 50;s . . .
But night went on and morning came and I was one of the last few to rise and shine. We had breakfast of blueberry pancakes cooked first by our Chief Communications Officer and finished up by the Chief Finance Officer's wife. When the pan was free I cooked up half a package of bacon for those who wanted it. We chilled out until it was lunch when we decided to hit their diner. The food was good. Expensive but good. Where they had the Halloween in August theme the kids raced back to get into costume while the rest of us moseyed on down to get dressed. We went with a variety from Star Trek outfits to a 60's theme, camouflaged jackets with Star Trek pins on it and me as Dingo once again (and no, I have no pics of me even though I took a total of 198 pics at the campout.) Then some went swimming, I watched, we headed back and got changed back into normal clothes and worked our way up to the karaoke session. After being dared to death to go do it I submitted a song. I wanted to die on the spot from embarrassment but somehow managed not to. I was looking for a specific song but didn't find it. I did find one I knew by heart so I sang that one. The Chief Engineer took footage of all of those crew who sang so soon I'll have proof that yes, GM can sing >.> Now, keep in mind, karaoke started at 8, at 11 while we were debating on submitting more songs, the DJ said the campers had complained and we were officially shut down. When all was done I had sung three songs. Daydream Believer by the Monkees, Bring Me To Life by Evanesence (accompanied by the resident Tribble keeper.) and lastly Long as I Can See the Light by CCR. We managed to find the theme to Enterprise so the tribble keeper (our cadet) went up to sing it. I can't wait to see how it all came out. She had to leave when her haywagon ride went out to the haunted woods but she came back afterwards. On the way to karaoke I saw a bat circling our campsite and was told by someone who camps there regularly that the area is filled with bats . . .
We stayed up late where it was the last night there and so after midnight we all turned in (after some of them eating beans and franks and many, many fart jokes going around . . . ) Sunday mum and I were actually the first ones up at 5:30 in the morning. Eventually the rest of the crew roused and we decided to pack up and eat breakfast elsewhere. So, after packing up we made one last check to make sure we had everything before hopping in our vehicles and cruising on out of there.
For pictures of the campout, please go
here to see them. Now to get rested and ready for work tomorrow . . . 4:30am is going to come too soon . . .especially with the threat of thunderstorms overnight.