Then I go to the kitchen and find that Chef F did a little modeling in the galley. Who the heck are these dudes? What era are they from?
Dr. Greenthumb brings up the smallest tomato I've ever seen/held/ate.
Day before I made these nut bars and let them rest overnight before cutting. I ate half the platter.
Rizzle was doing pretzels for his first time eva.
Powerplantman's birthday today. He gets a birthday every couple weeks.
Towards the end of service I took a quick break to kick Michelangelos butt... Nintendo style.
After work party in the galley.
Sunday morning I awoke and went to the bandroom to produce my next song with the 909 Groove Box. While recording I heard something through the headphones. The intercom was beeping loud saying a fire has been reported in the power plant. Oh geeze. Ironically, a quarter of the community was in the galley pondering worst case scenerios last night and how to respond/survive... and now comes this alarm. I run to my room, dress in ECW and head to medical where we are told to muster in the LO.
In the LO we get a rundown of what happened. Nothing big, just a small amount of glycol got on a generator and the fumes set of the alarm. No injuries and no big damage so no worries.
We all got to hang for an hour or two.
Team 4 analyzed the folks who went into the hazardous area for any injury. Everyone was healthy.
Outside the auroras faintly dance away.
My best song yet.