Diving @ MindSay

Aime Pelatan, President of Allsportrating.com and Joe Francis, Vice President, are founders of Allsportrating.com. They started Allsportrating.com to provide an athlete rating formula for amateur and professional athletes. Allsportrating.com has an office in Orange, TX. The latest web site was published in the spring of 2007. Allsportrating president, Aime Pelatan, was contacted by coaches, sport agents, and sport recruiters to create an athlete rating formula.

 

Mr. Pelatan wanted to give the average athlete an opportunity to participate in sports. Athletes can feature themselves with personal information, personal resume, statistics, photo gallery, messaging system, peer rating, three action performance videos, personal photo, personal athlete rating, and personal URL. An athlete rating gives amateur and professional athletes a chance to participate in sports, get noticed by coaches, sport owners, and researched by recruiters. Allsportrating.com offers a free website for athletes and teams.

 

Athletes around the world have an opportunity to receive a free web site. After completing an athlete profile the athlete can be featured and receive international exposure.

 

Allsportrating.com gives athletes an edge with an athlete rating in their field of sports. The athlete rating is a great way for athletes to promote themselves. Athletes will have a better opportunity for scholarships. Teams and schools can manage their team and showcase all the athletes. Coaches have a search tool that allows them to search for athletes geographically by sport and position. Professional team owners can search for prospective athletes.

 

Joe Francis has been interviewed by Joe Kazmar with the local newspaper, County Record. Aime Pelatan has been interviewed by Fox Sports. The interviews have been submitted for blogs and websites.

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Took Drea and the kiddos to the Aquarium on Sunday.  They had a diver in the main tank just as you walked in.  Made me sad that it wasn't me.  Or that I hadn't done any diving since September.  Really need to get working on that.  But we're members now, so we can go back any time we want, which I hope to take advantage of as I really do enjoy the aquarium and might need to go by myself sometime so I can go at a much more leisurely pace.

That aside, while we were there I saw a... person... that signified everything that was wrong with America in pure embodiment.  Truly frightening.  It was a clearly obese child of around 10 years old, seeming to generate candy wrappers on to the floor (no, he didn't pick them up), wearing a "Jesus is Lord" or some such t-shirt, and whining to his mom about this thing or the other without just looking and enjoying the wide array of aquatic wonderment that surrounded him in this large dome.  Just wanted to slap the kid and his parents on principle and chew them out for bothering to reproduce.

People like this are the pissers in the gene pool.  Idiocracy, here we come.

So I owe someone a blog post.  Frankly, I'm horrifically overdue.  I'm just terrible at upkeeping these things and I doubt that it'll ever change.  Oh well, might as well do the dirty deed and slap what I got going on up here, so here goes:

Life has taken a very drastic and pleasent turn.  It involves a very dear love of my life, her two kids, and the fact we all live together finally.  That's a big point.  Drea (a letter short of 'dream' and an anagram for 'dear') is finally permanently in my life.  Very good thing.  We're finally the unstoppable team we always knew we could be if we ever got out shit together.  Well guess what, suckahs!  We DID!

Now she's doing the writer thing, gonna be published and all, and I'm doing the paycheck thing.  I work for a website company called Cobalt.  They make website for car dealerships.  Doing very well for themselves, provide their employees with great benefits, have a very open and fun attitude, and quite frankly I'd be content with sticking with them for a good long time.  Especially since they seem keen on the idea of telephony - working remotely.  Since my job entails me making changes to websites and the like and not (see NOT) talking to customers, I could do this from ANYWHERE with a net connection.

Which leads me to my next persuit.  I have not given up on diving.  It's just on hold while I establish my life a little more solidly.  The company I technically work for, Seattle Dive, hasn't called me since February, not even about their website, which is "under construction" until they get me four stinking pictures so I can finish it.  As such, I haven't done any real dive work since September.  This makes me very sad.  I really enjoy commercial diving.  I love being under the water, I love doing manual labor, and I love making things... and destroying them.

My current goal is to stay at Cobalt full time and work remotely when I'm on a dive job, which I'm hoping to get at least two to three weeks every other month.  That would be a good start.  Then I hope to go back to school.  I've really determined that if I'm going to get anywhere I need that stupid piece of paper.  The current endeavor: a masters in hydrological engineering.  I'm pretty sure it exists.  Not terribly interested in hydraulics, but researching and designing new and improved tools for commercial diving.  I have a couple of fantastic ideas that, I feel, will revolutionize the industry... but I don't know how to execute it.  For obvious reasons I shall not share those ideas online.

So there we are.  Life is good, things are going smoothly, and all is well.  Nothing has exploded yet and we're doing okay.  Hopefully I'll work a little harder on keeping this up to date, especially since I have a live-in nag to make sure it gets done.  Cheers all.

Right then, today was an interesting one in the ol' world of commercial diver training.  We were doing black-out air hose swaps.  What this entails is one diver going out and stating "help, help, I'm in trouble."  At which point we give another diver a spare umbilical (basically the air hose and rope that tethers the diver to the surface) and some tools, block out all his vision, and tell him to fetch.  Said diver then has to follow the troubled diver's umbilical to the diver and replace the air hose without seeing what he's doing.  FUN!

It wouldn't have been so bad except it turns out the threading on my air hose was stripped or fucked in one way or another.  Tim swapped hoses but couldn't get a good seal because of the threading.  We turned the air on and I got enough to breathe on but I was also losing a lot of air.  A beautiful explosion of air and water once I got to the surface.  So when we were done we had to work on the helmet to continue the exercises and broke for lunch in the meantime.  I didn't see a point in changing just for lunch so I went to Jack-in-the-Box in my drysuit.  Got a few looks for that one.

Day was cursed with mechanical failures but no trouble when I did the blind test.  Go me.

P.S.  Today was also CLASSIC Seattle weather.  Overcast, cold, and drizzly.  Seemed fitting, actually.  I didn't mind at all.

This is for the people that have a son, or the ones that are glad they don't!