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- Current Conditions: Cloudy, 1.6°C December 27, 2009Observed at: CFB Trenton 02:00 AM EST Sunday 27 December 2009 Condition: Cloudy Temperature: 1.6°C Pressure / Tendency: 101.3 kPa falling Visibility: 24.1 km Humidity: 97 % Dewpoint: 1.2°C Wind: WNW 8 km/h Air Quality Health Index: N/A
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Monthly Archives: November 2008
I like black and white.
It’s what I grew up with, what I worked with and how many of Vancouver Island days feel in the winter, yet this scene just screamed out colour.
Disturbing colour, no?
Surrendering to my stark reality I again think in terms of black and white that are tempered by shades of grey, swirls of mist and a cold light that cuts to the bone.
Another 5 images await you in a girlgeekcat album
Given my service in the Navy and what is sometimes mistakenly referred to as my attitude, it should not be too much of a stretch to speculate that I often get my way.
I’ll smile if I want to and I’ll wear my ear rings if I want to.
Otherwise I’ll make googly eyes
and scrunch up my face
or give you the look.
See? It’s so much easier to just accept that the Boat Major does things her way!
A little look at a rainy day
A Canadian Pacific train crossing over the Sidney Street bridge
Waiting for a load – a sign of the economy…
Rain drops on the lens of add to the Stephen King look of the trees in the front yard.
There is colour on even the starkest of days if you look for it – this reminds me so much of winters spent trekking about alone on Vancouver Island.
Transparent – what you see is what you get…
When I first heard about 8 Wing I thought that it was some kind of chicken night at the local tav. Nope – it’s actually an air force unit…
- 1 Wing, CFB KIngston, Ontario
- 3 Wing, CFB Bagotville, Quebec
- 4 Wing, CFB Cold Lake, Alberta
- 5 Wing, CFB Goose Bay, Labrador
- 8 Wing, CFB Trenton, Ontario
- 9 Wing, CFB Gander, Newfoundland
- 12 Wing, CFB Shearwater, Nova Scotia
- 14 Wing, CFB Greenwood, Nova Scotia
- 15 Wing, CFB Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan
- 17 Wing, CFB Winnipeg, Manitoba
- 19 Wing, CFB Comox, British Columbia
- 22 Wing, CFB North Bay, Ontario
An attempt to make the “Water Captain” dress like a sojer
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You want me to wear a “proper” sojer suit? We’ll just see about that!

An attempt at a look of wide eyed innocence confused the sojers as they were not sure wether they should salute me, paint me or shoot me.

Using my hypno-eyes I convince the Chiefy’s and Commanders that the ear rings are actually Blue Tooth devices that all the cool kids have.
Let’s see now – people on military bases wear uniforms.
I am a person and I am on the base.
How about one airborne shirt, one pink army ball hat and one sailor with an overactive attitude?
Perfect.
But wait – there’s more to come tomorrow when an attempt is made to make me dress up like proper sojer!
Running late for work on the L train, Suzanne glanced down to find the top button on her blouse hanging by a thread. No time to spare. No way to change clothes. No wonder Suzanne relies on her Miss Army knife kit to keep her on the go. Once she’d handled her tailoring emergency with the kit’s sewing thread, needle and scissors, she decided to give her manicure a quick touch-up with the nail file. Sharp thinking, girl! We salute you!
Susie bent over her art project, twisting her spiky hair in frustration. Arranging the little clippings for her collage was touchy work. No time to lose. No solutions in sight. No wonder Susie relies on her Miss Army Knife Kit to get her out of a pinch. After she took care of her artwork emergency by using the kit’s tweezer tool, she rewarded herself with a cold one, popping the top off with the kit’s bottle opener. Looks like being prepared is an art form in itself. Mission accomplished.
Smiling sweetly at her date on the other edge of the picnic blanket, Susie realized she hadn’t thought to bring a corkscrew to open the wine bottle he was holding. No store nearby. No time to waste. No wonder Susie relies on her Miss Army Knife Kit to keep her life on-track. Once she’d handled her red wine emergency by letting her date use the kit’s corkscrew, she had just enough time to check her lipstick in the kit mirror while he poured. Looking good, girl! As you were.
The Miss Army Knife features a flashlight, screwdriver, key chain, needle and thread, perfume bottle, mirror, pill box, nail file, scissors, corkscrew, safety pin, pen, tweezers, bottle opener and even a knife.
Fences – I’ve been on both sides of many fences, sat on a few, jumped over a few and can tell you based on experience that that not only is the grass not greener on the other side of the fence, you’re going to land square in a pile of steaming shit if you jump over a fence to the other side. In most cases fences divide two entities such as a play ground and the road, two adjoining parcels of land or a safe area from a dangerous zone. Sometimes, however, fences can separate many things – such as right, wrong and the special place where perpetrator becomes victim.
I’ve been on the good side of the fence, the wrong side of the fence and I have certainly sat on the fence while watching the chaos ensue. I’ve swept in like an emotional vulture to peck out the eyes of the dead and dying. I’ve belittled the people on both sides of fences and then yelled at the people who decided to fill my foot steps after I’ve jumped over.
Sitting on a fence can result in splinters in the butt or a fence stile up the ass. Jumping over a fence can have some nasty consequences as well, and once you’ve made the jump you’ll find that the fence is grown higher and will be much harder to circumvent a second time if indeed at all possible. Fences without gates are rather useless as they end up becoming fortresses of solitude rather than providing a level of protection.
At the same time just because a fence has a gate it does not follow that you should open the gate let alone go through it – Sometimes it’s better to allow the owner of the gate to open it and then pass through after some careful thought and analysis of the situation.














