graboidian

graboidian t1_jef2g9l wrote

> To pick the cup back up, just reverse the process.

or you could put a large pot next to the counter, then slide the glass off the edge, using the pot to catch the water.

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graboidian t1_jc6s8ao wrote

> I should have mentioned it in my post but they have zero effect on these early wake-up days though.

I almost hesitate to mention this, as it should be only used in extreme circumstances. If you really must sleep, and you have time for a full nights sleep to rest, you might try taking a Benadryl allergy pill. They knock me out cold, however you might find that you will wake up a tad bit groggy.

I realize this is not their intended purpose, which is why I say this would only be for extreme situations.

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graboidian OP t1_j627ioj wrote

> I hope you are enjoying your pension!

Yea,....I wish,...I didn't feel like I wanted to be a career Airman, so I got out after one term.

It was still the best decision I ever made, as I was in no way ready to go out on my own, but the military helped me grow in those few years. Not to mention I actually had a lot of fun.

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graboidian t1_j61w7cc wrote

Story time: I joined the US Air Force as a teen in the mid eighties. I had just completed my Tech training, and had been assigned to my permanent base for for about three months when the Challenger disaster occurred. It actually hit me pretty hard, and I'm really not sure why. I spent the next day thinking about it, and trying to come up with something I could do to help. I finally realized there was nothing a lowly airman, thousands of miles away, could do, so I opted to write a poem. Mind you, I had never written a poem before (and actually, have never written one since that day). I found myself sitting in a Carrow's restaurant, alone, drinking coffee, and the words just came out. I don't think the poem was that great, but I thought at the time it was good enough to send a copy to the President of the United States.

For those that may be interested, here is the poem I wrote:

IN MEMORY OF "SEVEN"

We mourn the tears and the anguished cries,

of the families of those who have given their lives.

They cherished their country with infinite love.

This they have proven in the skies up above.

We'll share the emotions of grief and of sorrow,

but lest we forget these emotions tomorrow.

They were the ones chosen,

they were the select.

The Challenger crew,

Have earned our respect.

Yea, I know it's really not that good, but the words came from my heart as well as my head.

For those of you curious, I did receive a response from the White House.

Even though it was a pretty standard form letter, thanking me for my thoughts, I have saved both the poem and the letter, as it is a reminder of that fateful day, and how one can do something way outside their comfort zone when it's least expected.

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