Operation
Vomit Day2006
Vomit Day!!! Hooray!! We found rats, precious gold, and there was
boogieing and stuff and things.




In detail:
We took off with high morale after a bit of beautious delay because of
a crak radiation attack. We avoided davis square with great aplomb,
and headed for the the galleria system, and over yonder river…we
danced, and unearthed the poor imitations of the phooka dance, and
rediscovered the olde worlde dance of the prospectors of 1842
california…. Kinda like an appalacian lepreachaun… but it must be seen
to believed. Dillweed broke his foot, but he said it was ok, and
there is still some question about that.





We took to the ramps and the alleys, and Bonnie and Clyde broke a
pedal, a wrench was shoved through the crank and prayers were
answered for a little while, as we sought out the alleys of Boston,
narrow trecherous and stinky, and wet, with the sluge of goodness
knows what, we cruised -- looping back and forth, hither and yon.





Beelines were made for the Reflecting pool, and the great blackhole
drew us into infinite amounts of fun, and derbies, and one amazing
field repair with Ktron and Mars.





Thrice we derbied. Many pilots who never derby, did. We found joy in
decreasing the area of play as more pilots met their doom.





We rode 1 blocks to the 7-11 luna and were well received by the food
that took our money… they even gave us a trash bucket, and rode one
the choppers though I'm certain that he didn't get the memo about the
coaster brake. But morale was high. Way high. Then there was the
Electric slide, and much more dancing… wonderful dancing with snacks,
french bread cut by frenchy, and groove.




And remember when the enterprise crasheshed, and then there was lots
of geekery because im taking crappy dictation, and oh my god. Skunk
totally crashed into samurai, and totally went boom, and we all
worried about radio box… bit it was fine… oh, skunk was ok too. Then
we rode home and we got points for dancing, rat sightings in the
alley, and strength medals were awarded for eatting hot peppers.





Missions like these remind us how things are good, and why we work so
hard for them.


Exon
Pilot Ship Points Promotion
Appleseed Compliance 395.056   Lieutenant
dillweed 100Hz 121.903   Petty Officer 3rd Class
Dreamer Bonnie & Clyde 404.283   Master Chief Petty Officer
Fleet Admiral Skunk Cloudbuster 463.172   Rear Admiral, Upper Half
FlyBoy Summer 1950.96   Lieutenant Commander
Frenchy El Guapo 244.854   Chief Petty Officer
Grimlocke Darkendank 159.691   Petty Officer 1st Class
Hapto Basquiat 739.7   Lieutenant Commander
Iscariot Sloth 355.789   Ensign
ktron Redemption 308.369   Master Chief Petty Officer
Mars Visa 840.895   Captain
MeatballMulligan Annihilation 329.647   Chief Petty Officer
MegaSeth SIH 188.533   Petty Officer 1st Class
moose LokiDucker 276.446   Ensign
MsMoon Star Hustler (Bombardier) 122.78   Aviator First Class
Nosepicker Catastrophe 402.744   Captain
Onath Delirium 427.482   Chief Petty Officer
Phooka HollyGoGoLightly 445.663   Ensign
Pinky Spooky Pirate 480.299   Chief Petty Officer
Rubbish Chastity 432.785   Senior Chief Petty Officer
Samurai Heartbreaker 383.443   Lieutenant, Junior Grade
SecretChief Famine 280.677   Chief Petty Officer
Spooky Skylab 325.54   Lieutenant, Junior Grade
Sweetums Dr. Love 558.536   Chief Petty Officer
Threespeed Star Hustler 187.799   Rear Admiral, Upper Half
vomit JanBrady 442.109   Ensign
Mission Task Pilot
Filmer Pinky
Navigator vomit
Tool Bag FlyBoy
Division: MAD
Date: 06/17/2006
Status: Success 
Origin: Fort Summer
Destination: Maximum funkitude and beyond plus infinity plus on
Light Years: 16.81
G-Well Activity: 1.61
Technical Rating: 4.29