Saturday, June 24, 2006
Drill
It went like this, I was sitting in my office typing up a report, thinking, "boy, I am sure tired and I really need to pee" when a Marine ran into the office screaming, "Someone fell off the aircraft and is unconscious!" in a very panicked tone of voice. I responded with the good old, "Oh shit!" and grabbed my bag and a stretcher and ran out of the office, on the way out I yelled into
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Rocks and water bottles
A couple of months ago my unit got a bright idea to string camo netting over the port-a-johns to keep them out of the direct sunlight making them a few degrees cooler inside. It actually works. Earlier today, I was doing my business in one of them and a prankster Marine noticed me going in there and started throwing rocks at the door to make me jump. After all of the time I've had pranks
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
A sample of the letters my wife has sent
and no, she's not going to post what I write in them! At least not with my name attached to them (heh).
Monday, June 19, 2006
I’ve lost my Muse
I've realized that I'm a night time writer, all of the thoughts of the day run through my head right before I go bed. Reading a post on another blog (Anti-girl's, she's on MySpace) I knew what my problem was, I was typing most of my writing before I went to bed. My body does a flush of everything that I thought about and before I started blogging, I would lie in bed tossing and turning each
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Letters Home
Everyday that my unit has received mail in Iraq, I would usually get a letter from my wife, sometimes 2 or 3, our mail out here isn't exactly regular but you can count on getting mail at least 4 days out of a given week. She has also been sending a care package or two each week filled with stuff that I needed but had not thought about till I opened the box, then we all would think, oh yeah, why
Tuesday, June 6, 2006
06-06-06
Summer has finally arrived to this great sand box. Our thermometer showed 127 a few minutes ago, it's in the 140's out on the flight line. For you folk back home, imagine a blow dryer turned over your whole body. At least it's not humid; you body sweats and the evaporation cools you off somewhat, that is if you're drinking enough water. I have no reason to complain, I'm not working on the
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