Good Morning Campers,

It’s Tuesday…and Tuesday means meetings.  Meetings on base.  But, since I’m a time traveler and today is actually Monday, it won’t really affect you until Wednesday when you get the time bounce the day after…wow…all this time shifting is giving me a headache. 

And speaking of Wednesday, you may or may not get a Dragon Laffs issue on Wednesday because I may be at work all day on Tuesday…which is today for you and tomorrow for me…and, oh my aching head.  Geez, I haven’t had enough coffee for this to be going on yet.  At any rate, that’s the scoop … or the cup … or whatever the heck it is this early in the morning. 

It’s Monday for me and I had a good weekend.  We didn’t end up doing much this weekend.  Barbequed out a couple of times.  Grilled some brats and some burgers, mowed the lawn, defrosted the freezer, sat out on the back deck with a big glass of Jameson, a cigar and a good book, that was a nice evening.  The weather cooperated beautifully.  It even was polite enough to wait until after midnight to rain and then quit by sunrise.  Didn’t get too hot, but it was warm enough to enjoy the out doors.  ALMOST decided to turn on the air conditioner, but decided to open the windows in the house and turn on the fans and that was just about perfect.

Anyway, enough about me and my nice weekend.  Why don’t we get to why you guys are really here, shall we?

 

So, camping may or may not be a big thing with you guys, especially right now, but here’s some funny tips sent in by Stephanie…

Warm weather brings out the urge to go camping. Here are a few tips to make your trip successful. Author is unknown. .”CAMPING TIPS”

When using a public campground, a tuba placed on your picnic table will keep the campsites on either side vacant.  I would think that a trombone or a set of drums work equally as well.

Get even with a bear who raided your food bag by kicking his favorite stump apart and eating all the ants.  Yuck.

Old socks can be made into high fiber beef jerky by smoking them over an open fire.  Double Yuck.

When smoking a fish, never inhale.

A hot rock placed in your sleeping bag will keep your feet warm. A hot enchilada works almost as well, but the cheese sticks between your toes.

The best backpacks are named for national parks or mountain ranges.

Steer clear of parks named for landfills.

While the Swiss Army Knife has been popular for years, the Swiss Navy Knife has remained largely unheralded. Its single blade functions as a tiny canoe paddle.

Modern rain suits made of fabrics that “breathe” enable campers to stay dry in a downpour. Rain suits that sneeze, cough, and belch, however, have been proven to add absolutely nothing to the wilderness experience.  And with today’s COVID environment, is likely to get you looked at funny by your fellow campers.

Lint from your navel makes a handy fire starter. Warning: Remove lint from navel before applying the match.  Good advice.  Having a dragon with you when camping also makes a good fire starter.

You’ll never be lost if you remember that moss always grows on the north side of your compass.

You can duplicate the warmth of a down-filled bedroll by climbing into a plastic garbage bag with several geese. 

When camping, always wear a long-sleeved shirt. It gives you something to wipe your nose on.

You can compress the diameter of your rolled up sleeping bag by running over it with your car.  Also works for your backpack

Do you remember the movie?

I found this next VERY interesting…

Linda Gibson

April 24 at 5:17 PM ·

So as a Respiratory Therapist….I watched the clip about the “disinfectant that Trump talking about”. People need to listen closely….and before I say this, I will tell you that I am not registered to vote and I don’t vote. I am neutral.

 

He is basically brain storming for an idea to help the lungs. He stated that the disinfectant kills the virus in one minute, so he proposed the question can we inject disinfectant (not Lysol), he used the word “disinfectant” …in the lungs, but that is for the doctors to figure out.

 

Now a lay person like Trump will say disinfectant and a medical person would say “medicine”. Medicine dumped into the lungs happens all the time!

 

I personally have dumped respiratory medicine down an Endotracheal tube directly into the lungs. When babies are born prematurely, guess what? Yes we “inject” the lungs with a medicine called surfactant that helps keep the alveoli open to oxygenate the lungs.

 

Antibiotics are sometimes injected into infected parts of lungs through a chest tube.

 

So what I want the general public to know, is that we do “inject” medicine into peoples lungs, that yes, act like a disinfectant (antibiotics), so why is everyone in uproar over this?

 

If you are a lay person and don’t understand what he said then ask a medical person. His statement was so twisted around and misinterpreted, and this is coming from a Respiratory Therapist that has injected medicine in peoples lungs.

 

Lysol brand has perpetrated misinformation and panicked the general public who doesn’t know anything about lungs. And Trump never used the word “Lysol”. So why did Lysol brand think he was talking about them, that’s narcissistic on their part. Why would Lysol brand embrace that? they look ignorant.

 

So people, yes we do inject medicine into the lungs! This is why people need to know the facts and stop panicking people.

 

Thank you Linda Gibson, whoever you are.  She didn’t send this to me herself, it was forwarded to me by a fellow camper, Lynn.  So, thanks Lynn for sharing this with us.  What Linda is saying makes a lot of sense and is a good admonition for all of us (are you listening MSM?) to stop trying to find problems … or create problems…where there aren’t any.

 

 

Me in Heaven

God: You’re about to get your wings.

Me: Garlic, Parmesan, or Honey BBQ?

God: Get out.

I want to put a little bit (just a little bit) of special emphasis of this next one and not just because this is what I do for a living, teaching these guys how to wear this gear and wearing it myself, but to put things in a tiny bit of perspective…

And the masks that those guys are wearing aren’t even the new masks.  Those aren’t even the next oldest.  Those are the masks that I wore back twenty years ago when I was active duty.  They aren’t near as comfortable as the ones that we have now!  Here’s what the new gear looks like:

The mask is more comfortable (by a thousand percent!!!) the suit is lighter, doesn’t have the rubber hood and … well … lots of other things.  And you complain because you have to wear a mask when you go to the grocery store?  So, on a really bad day, what?  Two hours?  My personal record for staying in MOPP 4 without coming out to eat, go to the restroom, smoke, … you CAN drink out of the canteen… is 13 hours and 15 minutes.  My guys a couple of months ago, went out and played Frisbee dressed liked that, and then went and did a couple of exercises BEFORE climbing out of their gear.  We do it because our lives may depend on it.  We want to be very, very comfortable in this gear.  So, tell me again how hard it is to breath in that cloth mask.  Oh… and for the record, when I set my own personal best, I was not a young man, fresh out of basic training or anything like that.  I was a civilian CBRN Instructor and I was 55 years old.

Okay, I’m done.

I think he’s lucky he got the front half.

Louisiana now has a new parish.  It’s called Bayou Self.

The Bozo Criminal for today comes from Kennesaw, Georgia where Bozo Robert Carter stole the cellular phone out of Jennifer Brown’s car. When Jennifer went to a pay phone to call her husband Bob to tell him of the theft, her husband told her that he was talking to the Bozo phone thief at that very moment on the other line. It seems the Bozo had just started hitting buttons on the phone and hit one of the speed dial buttons for Jennifer’s home. The Bozo told Bob he was holding the phone hostage and if he ever wanted to see his phone again, he should bring $80 dollars to a nearby park. Bob went to the park with the money and with the police. They found the Bozo right where he said he would be, sitting on a park bench and playing with the phone.