INS Tabar, an Indian frigate dispatched last month to the area to protect the country’s merchant fleet, sighted the pirate vessel late on Tuesday. Indian officers said they spotted pirates moving on the deck with rocket propelled grenade launchers and automatic weapons. “On repeated calls, the vessel’s threatening response was that she would blow up the naval warship,” the Indian Navy said in a statement. “INS Tabar retaliated in self defence and opened fire on the mother vessel. “As a result of the firing by INS Tabar, fire broke out on the vessel and explosions were heard, possibly due to exploding ammunition that was stored on the vessel.”
First, Ethiopia, now India. Looks like the founding members of the “non-aligned” nations are going to fix the West’s biggest loss (so far) in the GWoT. Speaking of which, I need to come up with a nice punchy thing to call it, other than GWoT. The US military is leaning towards “The Long War”, but I use that for the 1917-1989 war against Russian communism. The Neo-Crusade? The 10th Crusade? The Arab Wars?
It’s just a bad sinus infection. Doctor is givng her some stronger antibiotics than she was on last week, something for pain and some steroids. She sleeping now, but with the IV meds she was given plus the time of day, that’s to be expected.
It’s 9:30 in the morning. I’m in St. John’s Emergency room. The Darling Wife woke me up at 7:30 with the worst headache she had ever had. She had taken Tylenol and it had had no effect. When it didn’t get better after 20 minutes, I, being the med blog reading sort I am, freaked and decided to take her to the ER. My 8:15 alarm went off while driving there. My 8:30 alarm went off in triage. The doctor saw her a little before 8:50. He poked and prodded at her for a bit, and spent a lot of time with the light and funnel thing looking in her ears and nose. Ordered blood work and maybe a CAT scan, plus ordered drugs and IV fluids. One shot Benadryl, some sort of anti-nausea and diladud later and she is asleep. They just came to take her to the CAT scan.
Please, God, let this just be a sinus infection or a flare up of one her normal things. The other options are to horrible to think about. Please, let this trip be a waste of time and money. I can lose those, I can’t lose her.
Have you ever noticed how much rock music is about, well, rock music? Either tributes to other rockers, bitching about being on the road or just plain about rock. This effect is spread over a wide area, both good and bad bands do it. It seems to me that this sub genre of seems to account for about 10% or so of all rock.
My Sunday D&D game moved to Tuesday and changed places. My Sunday game became a Mongoose Traveller game. More on both of those on there blogs once I get moving.
Depending on your status as a normal this may or may not be scary.
You go to a mainstream church if the words in your head start with “What Child is this”.
You’re in or were in the SCA if the phrase “is all you know” goes through your head while you listen to this.
I keep planning on renting Henry V (Kenneth Branaugh version) and watching it on St. Crispins day, but, as per normal, I missed it.
Quite a few important (and in their each way, one sided) battles took place on this day. Battle of Agincourt, Battle of Balaklava, Battle of Leyte Gulf. While the Light Brigade didn’t do as well as Henry’s troops, one can not but marvel at their moral. On the other hand the ‘Taffy’ task forces are unquestionably the spiritual heirs of the English at Agincourt. Having light destroyers and escort carriers charge battleships in surface melee and winning defines “Warriors of the working day”.
