I know I've told all of you that I'm taking a class called Marine Propulsion Plants...and I may have insinuated that the subject matter isn't what every Deck Officer dreams about studying. What I haven't told you is that a really good buddy of mine from Maine is in class with me. This is very exciting because I haven't seen him since graduation - I also have to say that he is a pretty goofy guy (I'm going to call him Stewie). By this afternoon I wanted to tear my hair out!! Hydraulic accumulators, steam condensers, positive and non-positive displacement pumps, air receivers - blah, blah, blah. (Warning this My Life Is So Weird moment contains swearing) So my friend sidles up to me when we get back to class after a break....
Stewie: Fuck all this shit. Let's go rob a bank.
(I just stare at him)
Stewie: We could stop talking about pumps and hydraulics and just go live in a Hawaiian hidey-hole.
(I'm still staring at him....)
Stewie: No Seriously! I've been thinking about this! I've been planning this for a really long time and I think the best way is to go under ground....we could dig a tunnel. (I'm still staring). No Really. I've seen A LOT of shows about this!
Me: I think class is going to start...maybe you should sit down...