Ensign Montgomery was holding morning muster.
"Jackson?"
"Here!"
"KIBBEY?"
"Yo."
"STEPHENS?"
"Present, sir."
"Robbins?"
"Yo."
"SEEBACK?"
(Nothing)
"SEEBACK?!"
(Still nothing)
"DAMMIT, SEEBACK!"
The Chief quietly tells the Ensign,
"Turn the paper over, sir."
We cannot change the directions of the wind, but we can adjust our sails. Living without an aim is like sailing without a compass. Have a beautiful day unless you plan otherwise. ... B-)
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