So today was Christmas. I really didn’t do much of anything. I sat around with Kevin, we smoked a little. It wasn’t really interesting at all until I went to my Grandmother’s. A place which, if you don’t know, I don’t really like to visit. My grandmother is suffering from terminal mouth cancer so it kind of gets me down. Anyways, we did the whole eat dinner thing, I didn’t get any presents except for one. A present that I’ve actually wanted for a couple of years now. It’s a paper in a big frame thats been in my Grandfather’s room since before I can remember. I’ve wanted it ever since he passed away a couple of years ago. It’s his Line-crossing ceremony certificate.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with the Line-crossing ceremony. It’s “an initiation rite in the Royal Navy, U.S Navy, U.S Coast Guard, U.S Marine Corps, and other navies that commemorates a sailor’s first crossing of the Equator. Originally, the tradition was created as a test for seasoned sailors to ensure their new shipmates were capable of handling long rough times at sea. Sailors who have already crossed the Equator are nicknamed (Trusty) Shellbacks, often referred to as Sons of neptune; those who have not are nicknamed (Slimy) Pollywogs.” I’m telling you right now this thing couldn’t be more awesome. Right on top it’s got “Imperium Neptuni Regis” on a big fucking banner and Poseidon himself riding his Hippocampus drawn carriage. It says quite a bit, but the main jist is this: ‘ Know ye, that ……………….. on the ….. day of ….. , aboard ………….. appeared at the equator at Latitude …..° , Longitude …..° entering into Our Royal Domain, and having been inspected and found worthy by My Royal Staff and was initiated into the Solemn Mysteries of the Ancient Order of the Deep. I command my subjects to Honor and Respect him as one of our Trusty Shellbacks.
(Signed)
Davey Jones — His Royal Scribe
Neptunus Rex — Ruler of the Raging Main.”
This is the coolest thing I could have ever gotten for Christmas, and it didn’t cost a single cent, and I’ll treasure it way more than I could ever some video game. And that’s sort of what I think the spirit of Christmas is all about. Even though I’m not all into Christmas and shit.
until next time.
j.