In some cultures throughout our universe, today is recognized as the Day of Thanks. I believe it’s even a statutory holiday for many, a time to get together with family and friends, those whom you cherish most, and surround us in the warmth of that love, laughing, free of care, furthering the bonds you share. Continue reading
DIY Drones
Some people take visibility for granted. As a capsuleer I am always under constant scrutiny. It doesn’t matter if you operate out of highsec, lowsec, or nullsec – someone is watching your every move. It could be Concord, or your corporation/alliance commanding officer – someone is watching you. Continue reading
Huge Beast – Day 15
You can always tell who is new to working out. By new I don’t necessarily mean one who has only being doing it a short time. By new, I am referring to mentality, those that don’t really get it, haven’t really grown in their knowledge, those that continue to risk injury to themselves and those around with every single move they make. They are dangerous. Avoid them at all costs. Continue reading
Huge Beast – Day 14
I don’t care who you are, doing a set of ten wide grip pull-ups as the end of a three move giant set while maintaining good form is a near impossible task. Doing that entire set three times, with a drop set at the end is something I have yet to accomplish properly. It’s good to have goals. Continue reading
Huge Beast – Day 13
In my mind, I whine after every workout, thinking how devastating that particular workout was, how completely my affected body parts are, and how I hate doing this shit. Continue reading
Huge Beast – Day 12
The op lasted 43 tortuous hours. It wasn’t trying because of the length – capsuleers were accustomed to going months without exiting their pod. The shocks of adrenaline and serotonin that kept your body going easily beyond regular human limits. No, it was trying for two reasons:
- The op was not the success the CEO thought it would be. Surprise, surprise. I had been saying that for months to deaf ears.
- I was benched, forced to watch it all unfold without being able to do a single thing to mitigate the damage. Continue reading
Roc’s Rule #455
To a man, sex is romantic.
Roc’s Rule #454
Hold true to your convictions, no matter what the cost.
Work Ethic
I walked up and down the hangar, inspecting my squad’s ships, gear, and maintenance bays. It was all half ass. Hell, just under half of them hadn’t even shown up for inspection. I got four hours sleep last night, yet still managed to drag my ass out of my bed, polish my shoes, press my uniform and report for duty. Continue reading
Huge Beast – Day 11
And on the eleventh day, Roc rested.
ROC'S RAMBLINGS 