The 50 Plus Cafe, Pub, All-Nite Greasy Spoon and Dive Bar

Morning everyone. Bar keep, hope you're doing well. If ya don't mind, I'd like a mug of black, engine room coffee, a toasted whole wheat bagel, with a dab of butter and a dribble of honey.

Pardon? Oh, what is engine room coffee? One of the best mugs of coffee I've ever had was made in the starboard engine room of a LPD, which is an Amphibious Transport Dock, also known as a Landing Platform Dock; a gator freighter and the first ship I rode. I was a young and dumb HTFN or Hull Tech Striker, an E-3 junior enlisted.

The coffee was made in a thirty-cup percolator that looked as if had been there since the ship had been commissioned and never cleaned. They used boiler feed water, which is some of the purest water you'll ever find, to make their coffee. Hot, black and strong; and you never let one of the Snipes see you add cream or sugar, if they did you wouldn't be drinking any more of their coffee.

Oh, thanks bar keep, I see somebody's at the corner table. I'll just slide down out of the way at the end of the bar.
That coffee sounds amazing.

I’ve never seen boiler feed water or even heard the term before, but I guess it must be pure so as not to fuck up the boilers.

One of the companies I work for is an insurance company The specializes in boilers and pressure vessels engineering, and insurance. They hire a lot of navy retirees, especially engineers who have an understanding of pressure vessels and boilers..
 
We had a little banty rooster named rudy that I loved. He came to us because the previous owner said he was mean. We threw him right into gen pop the first day and he went straight to the Head rooster tried to fight with him. Well Rue was three times the size and twice as mean but he wouldn't give up. But Rue took a break and then Fred came over and fought with him, and then Adolf, and then Joe.. have you ever seen chicken sweat and pant before? So we went in to save him, and it made an impression because after that he was the sweetest little banty rooster ever. If a human picked him up he would coo and snuggle in. He liked to ride on the tractor with us, he liked to come up on the porch and just sit in the Box around his humans. He unfortunately passed away but he was a great rooster.
Growing up, my neighbors had a rooster named Ploski. Stan “the man” Ploski was a local and regional racecar driver. They were good friends with Plaske and so they named their fierce rooster after him.

He was a mean, sumbitch! He occasionally chased us across the yard!
 
We had a little banty rooster named rudy that I loved. He came to us because the previous owner said he was mean. We threw him right into gen pop the first day and he went straight to the Head rooster tried to fight with him. Well Rue was three times the size and twice as mean but he wouldn't give up. But Rue took a break and then Fred came over and fought with him, and then Adolf, and then Joe.. have you ever seen chicken sweat and pant before? So we went in to save him, and it made an impression because after that he was the sweetest little banty rooster ever. If a human picked him up he would coo and snuggle in. He liked to ride on the tractor with us, he liked to come up on the porch and just sit in the Box around his humans. He unfortunately passed away but he was a great rooster.


The landlady put in some layers several months ago. We were both shocked at how personable they are. She was cleaning the barn yesterday while the weather was decent, and she let them out. They followed her into the barn and tied into any worms or bugs they could find, cooing along as they went. They're chatty girls.


I had no idea.


Still not as good as my horse stories.
 
Well yesterday was interesting. For everyone’s safety the bough had to come down but it was a nervous exercise given how badly split it was. There was always a chance it could twist and hit me so I used a long reach chainsaw that was a little small so took time. Every little creak had me ready to run. Eventually it atsrted a reasonably controlled descent!

Drive blocked I had moved a car below it by the gate just in case. Bloody good job I did! My ageing chainsaw decided not to,start so I had to get to a local supplier for a new one. To be fair it was a lot more powerful and more suited to a job that took me best part of three hours; but then I don’t fell trees everyday.

Driveway finally clear I just need a good chiropractor as Ibuprofen don’t seem to be up to it
lol



Those damned pole saws are a workout all by themselves without cutting anything. I bent the bar on mine when I misdiagnosed the twist of the last branch I cut. I'll fix it one of these days.
 
That coffee sounds amazing.

I’ve never seen boiler feed water or even heard the term before, but I guess it must be pure so as not to fuck up the boilers.

One of the companies I work for is an insurance company The specializes in boilers and pressure vessels engineering, and insurance. They hire a lot of navy retirees, especially engineers who have an understanding of pressure vessels and boilers..
Yep, it's the water used for the boilers. They have or had a fitting where the Boiler Techs or Machinist Mate could take a sample to check for impurities. They would use this fitting to fill a stainless-steel pot to pour into the coffee pot. That was in 1972.
 
Yep, it's the water used for the boilers. They have or had a fitting where the Boiler Techs or Machinist Mate could take a sample to check for impurities. They would use this fitting to fill a stainless-steel pot to pour into the coffee pot. That was in 1972.


Good stories.


Keep 'em coning, please.


It's what makes this place interesting.
 
Well yesterday was interesting. For everyone’s safety the bough had to come down but it was a nervous exercise given how badly split it was. There was always a chance it could twist and hit me so I used a long reach chainsaw that was a little small so took time. Every little creak had me ready to run. Eventually it atsrted a reasonably controlled descent!

Drive blocked I had moved a car below it by the gate just in case. Bloody good job I did! My ageing chainsaw decided not to,start so I had to get to a local supplier for a new one. To be fair it was a lot more powerful and more suited to a job that took me best part of three hours; but then I don’t fell trees everyday.

Driveway finally clear I just need a good chiropractor as Ibuprofen don’t seem to be up to it
lol
Looks like you did a fine job, grey. Job well done!!!
 
Has anyone on here read "When we were married" here on lit by DanielQSteele1? Insanely long but I can't put it down. It takes place in Jacksonville FL and the main character is from the little town in Florida I just moved from, Palatka. It's really good if anyone is looking for a true crime/courtroom/romance novel to read.

I only advocate for the truly good stories on this thread. I won't make a practice of it though.
A good book is worth its weight in gold.
 
Yep, it's the water used for the boilers. They have or had a fitting where the Boiler Techs or Machinist Mate could take a sample to check for impurities. They would use this fitting to fill a stainless-steel pot to pour into the coffee pot. That was in 1972.
A little fun side note. In the early spring of 1973, we were on a six-month Med Cruise and had pulled into Naples Italy. I was on the 0400 to 0800 Sound and Security watch. Part of my duties were to take the draft reading from the pier. I heard over the 1MC, "Fireman D,, report to the Captain on the Quarter Deck". I was wondering what the fuck have I done wrong for the Captain, an O6, to call me an E-3 to the Quarter Deck?"

When I got there, I saluted and reported to him. He looked at me and said, "These draft reading cannot be right. I am going to show you how to take these readings." Down to the pier we went and to the bow. He looked at my report, looked at the draft markings, turned and went to mid-ship readings, then turned and walked quickly aft. After he checked those he turned to me and said, "Fireman D, I owe you an apology, your report is absolutely right. We're sitting on the bottom sucking mud into the main intakes."

We quickly took off back to the Quarter Deck and told the OOD to get ahold of LCDR T. who was the Chief Engineer. My Division Officer was there as my Chief and my shop LPO. The Chief asked the Captain if there was a problem and he said, "At first I thought there was. But Fireman D. was correct with his draft report and the charts are wrong. We're sitting on the bottom taking mud into the main intakes and we could have a major problem."
 
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It's a coming tonight...

"County snowfall total through Wednesday, Feb. 5, is 168.25 inches – just over 14 feet, according to county data."

55 mph gusts and Blizzard like snowfall right now. Probably not going anywhere tonight... 😂
My trapped-in-the-Deep-South self covets your snowstorm. Hope it brings joy, not strain.
 
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A little fun side note. In the early spring of 1973, we were on a six-month Med Cruise and had pulled into Naples Italy. I was on the 0400 to 0800 Sound and Security watch. Part of my duties were to take the draft reading from the pier. I heard over the 1MC, "Fireman D,, report to the Captain on the Quarter Deck". I was wondering what the fuck have I done wrong for the Captain, an O6, to call me an E-3 to the Quarter Deck?"

When I got there, I saluted and reported to him. He looked at me and said, "These draft reading cannot be right. I am going to show you how to take these readings." Down to the pier we went and to the bow. He looked at my report, looked at the draft markings, turned and went to mid-ship readings, then turned and walked quickly aft. After he checked those he turned to me and said, "Fireman Daniels, I owe you an apology, your report is absolutely right. We're sitting on the bottom sucking mud into the main intakes."

We quickly took off back to the Quarter Deck and told the OOD to get ahold of LCDR T. who was the Chief Engineer. My Division Officer was there as my Chief and my shop LPO. The Chief asked the Captain if there was a problem and he said, "At first I thought there was. But Fireman D. was correct with his draft report and the charts are wrong. We're sitting on the bottom taking mud into the main intakes and we could have a major problem."
Man, the ability (and willingness) to own an error and work for the solution. Hell of an officer, that Captain.
 
Haha, we are twins!

When I was a kid, we had a hen named cluckie!!

… and a rooster named Roosty! 😮

I don’t think we’re related cuz I never lived in Ohio and my parents weren’t from Minnesota….
Haha...I always thought I was adopted....

We had a chicken named hop a long.... he was crippled and had a bad limp...he was a nice chicken
 
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