Angie, a few party reviews for the Scuttlebutt.
Lt.Cmdr. Wayne aka 'Duty Doc'2'
CUDDLING
CRANE
Votes had already been tallied for
the best costume at last weekend's Costume Party; but it's a sure bet there may
be several write-ins to declare a 'special mention' for an unintended guest, in
a beautiful fur coat, who crashed the party and insisted on nuzzling Captain
Crane in full view of everyone.
That's right, the Skipper's latest
sweetie is none other than a female Border Collie puppy, courtesy of 'Lucky',
who you may recall is owned by one of Crane's Navy colleagues, Lt.Cmdr. 'Joe'
Jackson.
The pup arrived via Fur-Ball
Express, noted live cargo transport specialists, as a complete surprise to
Captain Crane just minutes after the party had gotten underway. Despite plenty
of attention, she was temporarily and reluctantly secured in one of the
center's little used and uncarpeted offices.
The puppy is still nameless, and
the Skipper is accepting nominations before he has to register her with the
city. Should he be unable to decide, the winning name will be picked out of a
bag by one of the NIMR staff.
Up for grabs will be an interim dog
sitter while Crane makes some kind permanent arrangement for when he's at
sea. Rumor has it that he's already
drafted his long distance Mom with the promise of a month long stay in
MORTON MAYHEM
Executive Officer Chip
Morton shed his immaculate image nearly causing a riot at the party as one lady
after another vied with each other to become the bare chested Roman Gladiator's
companion. Some had even begun to resort to a full frontal attack by trying to
stuff dollar bills (denominations unknown)into his leather belt in their desire
to enslave him before his personal guest, Ms. Kim 'Q' declared firmly 'Look,
but don't touch' to the other ladies and enjoyed his undivided attention for
the rest of the evening
Cashmerian,NIMR's
adopted cat, originally a stowaway aboard Seaview, was responsible in part for
a soaking the patio received when Captain Crane tripped over him, spilling an
after dinner coffee on the cat, Miss Angie, and the deck. While one cup of
coffee didn't do much damage, the hot beverage not only raised the feline's
fur, but also the hackles of our Administrative Assistant who couldn't help
jerking backwards into some Champaign cooling in a bin of ice beside the bar.
Needless to say the decking got a proper libation of both the bubbly and ice
cold H2O, and Cashmerian and the Skipper found themselves in the doghouse.
In point of fact Captain
Crane was in the doghouse literally, as he took the cat to the closest vet with
emergency evening services, then remembered he still needed supplies for his
puppy, and the only pet store open was aptly called 'The Doghouse'.
While Cashmerian's been
given a clean bill of health, Miss Angie's sweater, alas, was mortally wounded.
CINDERELLEN?
Admiral Nelson's
personal guest, Dr. Ellen Bryce, brought a new version of the old story to the
fore when the heel of one of her 'tart's boots broke off just as he'd taken her
to the dance floor for the Tango contest. Removing both shoes, she continued
the dance in her stocking feet, batting nary an eyelash.
However, the footloose footwear
quickly disappeared when Crane's puppy escaped her prison via a loose latch and
quickly pilfered them. While Nelson and company tried to capture the pup and stop
her from enjoying an impromptu snack, Admiral Starke took over as Dr. Bryce's
companion and entertained her with a rousing rendition of 'A Whale of a Tale'.
A contrite Captain, who'd finally
managed to lure and pull the reluctant canine out from under a corner table,
was about to return the sodden, chewed up footwear when Admiral Nelson waylaid
him and presented Ellen with a pair of unused sneakers he'd quickly ordered
brought from supply. On bended knee, he helped her into the 'slipper's, canvas
though they were.
BIG BAD WOLF TAKES A BACK SEAT
The Big Bad Wolf took a back seat to the
big bad banana when Little Red Riding Hood (Miss Maria Amore) took Capt. Crane
to task for having also invited another 'personal ' guest, Miss Molina
Gounaris.
While our ripening Yellow Banana tried to
point out his invitation hadn't actually indicated a 'date', similar questions were
about as quickly alluded to by Miss Gounaris, and Miss Stewart,
who had also assumed, perhaps prematurely, for a little one- on- one time with
the Commander for the evening's festivities.
Ruffled feathers were somewhat soothed over
by the ever diplomatic Admiral Park, self appointed mediator, who read the
accumulated invitations and declared while yes, indeed, the girls may have read
'something' into them, but he didn't believe Crane realized the friendly
urgings to attend could have been construed as anything but.
While bruised feelings were salved, along
with effuse apologies and over-attentiveness toward the gaggle of girls by
Crane for the misunderstanding, it goes without saying that our bruised banana would
probably rather have been back on the boat in his Banana Yellow wetsuit far,
far away.
MOVING
VIOLATION
Seaman Kowalski was happily doing his lip
sinc of 'You ain't nothing but a hound dog'
for the Talent Show, when he was halted by Commander Morton for a
'moving violation' which only added to the fun before he continued the Elvis (The Pelvis)
impersonation which won first place.
Coming in second was Miss Amore's 'Funky
Chicken' dance, third was Admiral Starke's unofficial entry of 'Whale of a
Tale', and honorable mention belonged to Miss Gounaris, who'd drafted Crane to
place a Martini on her contorted and bent over backward tummy which made waves
as part of her daring belly dance.
While the prizes were distributed to
First, Second, and Third place winners; Miss Gounaris,( and for that matter,
Cmdr. Crane), were no where to be found for the presentation of the honorable
mention leaving an unconsumed bag of jelly beans and widespread and renewed
speculation about those invites.
SPECIAL
PRESENTATION
Miss Betty Harmon, so essential rendering
aid to the Skipper on a recent assignment, was honored by NIMR with a special
presentation at the close of the evening. Not
only did she receive a gold inlaid plaque, a certificate signed by all hands
from NIMR and Seaview, but also the keys to a brand new and bright red (The
Skipper chose the color) Cadillac.
The car sports the classic tail fins which
the fleet of automobiles was known for at one time, and Nelson, when handing
her the keys, told her she now had her own little roadside version of Seaview
as well.
A bit overwhelmed with the surprise,
Capt. Crane then kissed her on the cheek and led her to the front of the
center, where the car had been brought by security for display.
Inside the glove compartment was a month long
vacation packet for any destination of her choice, to make up for her lost
vacation.
IN CLOSING
In closing, the Luau themed Costume Party
was a huge success, and despite some of the unexpected glitches, a great time
was had by all.