#1: 5:00 AM; When I was young and stupid and in the Navy (I know, redundacies abound ;), The night shift was pretty quiet. Leaving a dark, starlit night on the flight deck to go to the bowels of the ship and retrieve a large part for an airplane, my coworker and I (picture "Lower Decks") rode up on the aircraft elevator into the middle of a simulated war going on at 6:00 AM. Coffee, schmoffee; nothing wakes you up like popping up 20 feet from the ass-end of an F-14 in zone 5 afterburner. First thought, "This shit is for Day Shift." Second thought, "I hope that isn't the plane we were working on, 'cause they're gonna need this."

#7: We'd better do something today, even if it's wrong.