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April 22, 2005

Mawnin' in N'awlins

Otay. While we're out at Drago's for some fine charbroiled oysters (I'm not a seafood fan generally, but my interests just expanded!) and decent Margaritas, with SWWBO having softshell crab, and I had drunk-on-tequila shrimp (the shrimp, not me), topped off with daiquiris from one of the drive-through daquiri places that dot the landscape 'round here (gotta promise to *not* insert the straw until you get home) and then back to the hotel for monkeysex quality time - I find all y'all hosted the First (and probably only) Bad Poetry Bash!

Funny stuff, really!

JMH soils my inbox pointing out it's Not-Obeserved-At-The-Castle Earth Day today. Go spray insecticide or something.

Then I see the Squid Lawyer over at Eaglespeak tracked his black shoes through the Castle.

So, sailor - you feel like Crocodile Dundee, "You call that a knife?"

Hee! This is too easy, dude. Why you bring a knife to a gunfight?

1. Who's your daddy now, boy? Know where those big guns came from? Watervliet Arsenal, New York, courtesy of the United States Army...

Hi-res, click here and here or, here even!

The sailor might be surprised to find out that back in the day, there were almost as many Army 16-inch guns in operation as Navy - and the current inventory of guns in service is exactly equal... and when comparing gun size, last I checked, 155mm was bigger'n a 5incher... by about 30mm. Ask any girl - an *inch* makes a difference... especially in diameter!

Just sayin', y'know?

Heck, sailor - we even had 14inchers in turrets...

Not to mention the Railway Guns.

#82, Sailor. #82.

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