Our House on VA Beach Department: Rx Author: Elmo Era: 1983 Date: 04/06/05 The noodles house on the beach was also better than our house. They rented a furnished house from from the lady. We rented some house some investor had just bought. It had no furniture and crappy appliances. For about half the time we were there I slept on a mattress on the floor, because that was all he had delivered at the time. Our house was better in the fact that it had a deck up on the roof. It was I guess about 30 feet up on the top of the 2 story house. I'm suprised no one fell off of it as you had to climb out the bedroom window to get to the rickety stairs the climb up to the top of the roof.

Pete W's Cup Department: Rx Author: Charlie Era: 1981 Date: 04/08/05 We pulled into Portsmouth, England in Sept 81. There was still a lot of hoopla about Charles and Diana's wedding going on. Obviously caught up in the hoopla was Pete Wentworth. He bought a coffe cup with their pictures on it and promptly labeled them with such names as Royal Pimp, Slut , Cow, Homo, and Whore. How prophetic it turned out to be!

The Rose of England Department: Rx Author: Charlie Era: 1981 Date: 04/08/05 In Portsmouth in 81, Pete R and I were the only ones with a second overnighter in England, all of us having returned from an overnighter to London. You had to be creative with your chit requests to get 4 days off in a row. We stopped at a tattoo parlor early in the morning, where Pete picked out a tattoo, a rose on his thigh. We then went to a pub called "the Rose of England", where we proceeded to get hammered on Guiness. When they closed for tea time, we went back to the tattoo parlor and Pete got tattoed. We went back to the pub till closing, and the bartender invited us to stay at his house. He and his wife cooked us a nice breakfast and showed us around the next day. It was nice to actually feel welcome in a foreign country for a change. England and Israel were the only places I went where people actually made an effort to make you feel at home. Not so in France. Italy and Greece were really pretty good to us, too, but not like England and Israel.

St. Thomas Adventure Department: Rx Author: Charlie Era: 1981 Date: 04/08/05 We pulled into St.Thomas in July, 81. After getting shanghied into Capt Clexton's change of command ceremony, I finally got ashore late in the afternoon. A bunch of us got rooms at a hotel right at fleet landing and enjoyed many daquaries before the night was over. Next to the hotel was a baseball stadium. Jeff J and I were on the balcony and one of us issued a challenge as to who could chunk a bottle the furthest. We threw about a dozen bottles toward the stadium, when we heard a banging on the door. The hotel security guard had been making his rounds and was suddenly barraged by bottles. We got asked to leave, so sadly we complied. We were figuring out what to do when this same guy comes running up to us with 2 cops trying to get us arrested for attempted murder. We were arguing very loudly when an Ike MAA intervened and took us into custody. After the cops left, he told us to get back to the ship. Of course, when his back was turned, we took off.

Elmo's House, aka Noodle South Department: Rx Author: Charlie Era: 1984 Date: 04/08/05 Elmo, Your lack of furniture made it easy for the band to set up the instruments after we got shut down at Noodle Central. At least you had a mattress to sleep on. At our previous house in South Va Beach, the only furniture we had was a living room suite that John Paul let us use because his wife didn't take it back to Fla, and a TV and stereo that Jr let us use till he got back together with his slut and took it with him. I slept on a baby crib mattress that belonged to John's son. Pete had a mattress the someone had set out for the garbage truck, but T-Bear passed out on it and pissed all over it before he had a chance to use it. It still beat staying on the Ike.

Coffee Cups Department: Rx Author: Peter Era: 1981 Date: 04/08/05 re. my coffee cup.. actually, I wasn't the one who labeled my cup with those sleights against the Royal Wedding - it was Dan Reighard... He used one of those gizmos that prints on colored tape (you turn the dial to the letter and then pull the trigger) My whole time in the Navy, I never saw that machine used for official business... mainly it was used to print the number of days you had left - or prank labels to put on lockers, coffee cups etc. Ya gotta wonder how much the Navy spends on those machines and replacement tape every year... and their whole purpose is to amuse the troops. Same thing goes for those green notebooks we used as "Bitch Books"... I can only remember ONCE seeing a notebook used by our "supply PO" for business purposes - No doubt, the vast majority of those notebooks the Navy purchased ended up as Bitch Books. PS if anyone knows the whereabouts of one of those books - I'd love to put some scans up on this website...

St. Thomas Adventure Redux Department: AIMD Author: Peter Era: 1981 Date: 04/08/05 Clarification about the bottle throwing incident is in order... (By the way, We all ended up getting evicted from that hotel that night.) After the guard came up, I was commenting to P.J. that the security guard had made a big deal out of nothing. But it turns out, that after Jeff and Charlie had finished throwing bottles and we all came in off the veranda - PJ took over "bottle throwing duties". And what torqued the guard off so much was that from our room on the 6th floor, PJ was deliberately targeting him. Also - and I'm a little embarrased to confess this... But being the little sissy girl that I am/was, I freaked when the cops showed up and quickly flushed the last remaining joint we had down the toilet. Believe me, I caught a lot of flak for that. Another funny thing about that hotel... there were several families staying there too - and they had to contend with drunken sailors chasing hookers around, vomitting in the pool, partying, etc.

Peter you Cheater Department: Rx Author: Elmo Era: 1982 Date: 04/09/05 I am really suprised, but not that much that Pete W. would stoop to such levels as taking the people who were leaving Surface Warfare books and taking pages to make his own book!!! I am stunned that a PPWS qualifed individual would stoop to such things. I wish I would of thought of that.

Mike R*ss Department: Rx Author: Elmo Era: 1981 Date: 04/09/05 Here is a story about living with Mike R@ss after he got booted out. I and Dave Berg from RC had not heard the whole story of why Mike got kicked out as we got to the ship in Morrocco(sp?) and Mike was a berthing PO already. When we pulled in to NO FUCK VIGINA we got an apartment with him. After a couple of months Mike got a job as a security guard working nights so he was off during the day. Dave and Myself were giving Mike our rent and utilities to pay since he was off during the day. Well we went to sea after about 2 months and cam back to a padlock on our door. It seems Mike had not been paying ANY of the bills that we had given money to pay including rent. Dave and me wound up going back to the ship to live. I did get Mikes KZ650 Motorcycle though as he left it when he flew out. I didn't complain too much because he sent us good videos after that while we were at sea.

Ft. Lauderdale liberty Department: Rx Author: Mike Matthys Era: 1990 Date: 04/09/05 It was in 1989 or 1990 when Ike pulled in to Ft. Lauderdale for a quick liberty port. On this occasion, we anchored out and ran liberty boats. (Our next time in we pulled in to the pier.) Anyhow, I have digressed. I went ashore with Kenn Depew and Sean Bourgeois -- we figured on grabbing dinner and a few beers and then heading back to Ike as we had duty the next day. So we hit the beach and we're walking for awhile and we see a place called "The Blue Parrot". I've got to take a piss so we decide to stop in. We sit at the bar and the bartender says "It's Happy Hour! 32 Oz. Heinekens for two bucks! The buffet is free...help yourself." We look at each other and say, "looks like we will be at the Blue Parrot for awhile." We're sitting there drinking a few beers, a few kamikazes, and we are starting to get a little drunk. Sean, who was quite a ladies' man, decided he would stroll on over to these young hotties and buy them a drink. When they refused him, he told them, "That's ok -- I'll just wait for the next flock of bimbos to get here."