Halloween, Again

Anything that's worth doing is worth doing twice. Right? I think the saying goes something like that.
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I chose to be Stephen King's Carrie for this past Halloween. I realize I was this about 5 years ago, but since no one here knew me even 5 months ago, I felt it safe to have a repeat performance. So don't tell anyone.
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Also, bear with me while I have entirely too much fun on picnik.com. It's an online photo editing site that I absolutely love but have little to no time to play around with. UNTIL NOW! BWAHAHAHA! Exhibit A: My lovely collage to the left.

This first one's called "ghostify." You can adjust the focal point and the ghostiness of the blur. Very fun. And then I stuck it in a Polaroid frame and made it askew.
The second one involved music note stickers, star stickers, and a confetti frame found in the New Year's Day section. Perfect for a man rockin' his own disco ball!

Group shot! The one in the hat is...I actually have no idea. Tweedle Dee? Then there's Quailman in the back (salute to Nickelodeon circa 1995) with half a head, an owl, Mary Kathrine Gallagher, the Dude, Carrie, and Dwight Shrute. This effect's called "Panography-ish." You can adjust the "kookiness" of the individual squares and the opacity. Woo!
Stay tuned for more picnik abuse.

Swashbucklers' Ball


Welp, for all the fun this was, not many pictures came about! Dang! Items missed: The list of home brews, the fantastic docorations, the food, the contests, and the duck race! But I did get some shots of all the pirates and wenches, so here you go! Nevermind the terrible lighting and poor-quality photos!




Here we have a cabin girl (small boy's costume purchased at one of our three fine stores in town), a wench, and...oh look, another wench. All the ladies were wenches, pretty much. And all the dudes were pirates. We had a few cabin boys. No one dressed as a parrot, though. Maybe I'll do that next year!


Here's a picture of a Micah taking a picture of Dustin. I just can't get over how awesomely amazing my camera skills are as of late. Anyway, dinner was great. We arrived kind of late (pedelling was slow in 4" heels), so we missed out on a few dishes. But they did have beef satay w/ peanut sauce, veggies, hot wings, and cheese and crackers. It was delicious! The beverages were quite tasty, too. There were 4 homebrews (blonde, pale ale, red, IPA) and rum punch! I wish I would've taken a picture of the drink menu.




Here we have a pirate with some nasty dreads, a tattered referee (?), and what's that? Another wench? No way! We're all hanging by the bar. Typical.

A thumb might've gotten in the way here. I can only tell because the cool decorations (lights, torn pieces of cloth) are blacked out. Oh well. Kerri's got her awesome Vogue-wench outfit on, and I'm a 70s wench. I'm not sure what the headband deal was. I felt it needed to go on my head for some reason.


Sure, we're smiling. But we've got our sharp (plastic) swords to each other's neck! This was taken after some awful race in which I was forced to participate. It involved panty hose, some oranges, and a tennis ball. I'd go into detail, but it was rather lewd. I didn't win, and that's OK.








Swashbucklers' Water Balloon Fight

A few weekends ago the Kwajalein Yacht Club held their (however many) annual Swashbucklers' Ball (post coming shortly). To kick off the party, the captains of the various sailboats had a naval water balloon fight during the day. My friends and I were happy to lend a hand!The throwing technique really only worked well if the boats were close. And, sometimes they were. A little too close, maybe...










Nah, our captain (and all the other boats') is a proficient sailor. He's even dressed the part!

If the boats were more than, say, 30 feet away, we had to inact the sling. We were the only boat w/ one! Sight set...

Aim... Direct hit!


I believe our boat, Down East Trader, did end up winning the battle. It's hard to say, though. In the end, I think we went through about 900 water balloons. Provisions have already been ordered for next year!



Roi! Roi, Roi, Roi!


Hello! I made it back safe and sound from my three-day excursion to the northern island of Roi-Namur.

My friend and I sure packed a LOT of stuff! It's hard to ride your bike when it's weighted down with clothes, food, and beer!


I was able to use some PTO hours (yay, real job!) to take a half-day on Saturday. We all hit the high seas at 1pm and sailed to Meck, an island about mid-way between Kwaj and Roi.

We anchored at Meck for the night with three other boats. Luckily our Captain had a dinghy with which he could shuttle people from the three other sailboats to the party boat (Stinger). In order the boats are: Down East Trader (the one I was on), Stinger, and the rental boat. I didn't get a pic of the other, but it was nice!














Yes, that's a pirate flag on our boat! We're serious sailors!

After much drinking and debachery, our crew headed back to our sailboat, Down East Trader. We had a lovely dinner of cheese and crackers and seafood pasta. Yes, we had a chef on board! Then we all took the mattresses from down below and placed them around the boat to sleep outside. It was a lovely, warm, starry night. Much better than sleeping in the galley!

Early the next morning we awoke to impending doom: a storm cloud was fast approaching. Luckily our captain had packed provisions, involving tarps, bungees, and adult beverages. We waited/drank out the storm, then set sail for Roi.

We arrived at Roi around 3pm and achored about 200 yards off shore. We floated and drank for a bit, and then took the dinghy ashore. Once on land, we hopped on a golf cart and putted to our hotel rooms where we had nice showers and stable buildings.


Oktoberfest occured on Roi that evening, so we all decided to grace it with our presence. There were costumes, beers, and a chicken dance contest! Fun was had by all.













The next morning we hung around Roi for a bit to check out the WWII ruins and the tide pools.

Ruins (Bunker and guns):










Tide Pools (We saw eels and crabs! And dead baby black-tipped sharks, but I decided not to put those pics up):









Then we rendezvoused at the Parrot Head, a very low-key, unstaffed, BYOB kind of bar overlooking the lagoon in which our boats were anchored.










We took the dinghy back to the boat, climbed aboard, and set sail for Kwaj. We arrived home 8 hours later thanks to some great windspeed (the estimate was more along the lines of 10-12 hours!)


All in all, it was an excellent trip. I've even been invited to join the Yacht Club!

Long Time, No Post

Hello all. It's been a while. I really have been busy, but have neglected to photograph my adventures. That will change soon. I'm headed to Roi (via plane) for a girls' weekend this Saturday. Unfortunately, I'll be missing Oktoberfest here on Kwajalein. But fortunately, I'll probably be headed back to Roi (via sailboat) the following weekend for their Oktoberfest. Which, by that time it'll actually be October, so it makes more sense anyway.

Last weekend I went to Bigej again. This time we took a speedboat, so getting there and back was a lot faster, naturally. The big news of the day was that someone had capsized a B-boat earlier that morning. B-boats are simple speedboats rented from the marina. They have a lot of deck space and a hard canopy. They're good for hauling things (dive tanks, fishing gear, etc.) but I don't think the motor's strong enough to pull a skiier or wakeboarder. Driver(s) must have a boating license to rent one, and only adults can operate them. So a group of 3 or 4 people rented a B-boat to go diving near...maybe Bigej or some other island that morning. Apparently they anchored too close to shore, and when the tide came in their hull took on some serious water since the anchor line became too short. When they surfaced after their dive, the first person's weight (as they were getting back on the boat) was that last straw that capsized it. On our way to Bigej we saw the Star Boat (I think it's called that - it's a rescue boat) hauling it back upside-down to the marina. When we got back to the marina that evening, the capsized B-boat had been righted and was draining on the boat ramp, but the top had been torn off and the railing was all mangled. I wish I would've taken pictures of the excitement!

No one was injured, luckily. I'm sure someone's bank account took a hit, though. And our Colonel is very safety-conscious, so it's anyone's guess what new safety measures will be instituted after this incident.

Everything Tastes Better Fried

(No, really. Take any food you like now, fry it, and you'll see.)

There are a lot of activities going on on Kwaj. Oftentimes one wishes for more hours in the day just to hit all the events and parties. But on the rare occasion that there’s nothing on the schedule, something must be created. Enter Fryday, where anything goes. Yes, anything.

Exhibit A: An ordinary sandwich becomes...


It was an amazing night, followed by an amazing stomach ache at 3am. But totally worth it. Feel free to add comments about what might be a winner for our next Fryday.

Oh! Almost forgot my favorite:



I realize this blog has nothing to do with Kwaj, but I thought maybe you all were growing tired of pictures from paradise.


I'm on a BOAT!


I finally finagled my way onto a boat this past weekend. Though, to be honest, it wasn’t hard. Between all the sailboat owners and the six or so B-boats to rent, I’m quickly discovering that boating is very popular here. We took a very nice sailboat (30-footer, maybe?) to the nearby island of Bigej (pronounced BEE-gee). However, the wind was uncooperative, so we had to motor the entire way there and back (no wind is referred to as “the doldrums” in sailboat-speak). We met up with another sailboat of people, and spent the majority of the day floating, swimming, snorkeling, shell-hunting, and sunburning – or maybe it was just me. If I had this day to do over again, I’d only ask for more wind and more sunscreen, but besides that, it was perfect!