Adios to this blog
I'm done writing on this blog. I have my reasons, perhaps you'll come upon another blog that might seem like my writing. perhaps.
Journey of a National Guard Soldier going Active
I'm done writing on this blog. I have my reasons, perhaps you'll come upon another blog that might seem like my writing. perhaps.
at least they did something constructive with their boredom. Me? I mastered Madden NFL 05
Y'all know that I ain't no sappy ass bitch or nothing. But just take a time a reflect on all the guys that died in October alone. So this November 11th. Take time from you're day of Playin Halo, Drinkin, Drunken Bowling. Playin some fucking Party Poker, watchin Youtube, and show some respect.
everytime im chillin back there smokin a cigarette there's always gotta be a chopper flyin overhead low...or the train rumbles by...
While what he said was misinterpreted and preyed upon by republicans, it was still an idiotic thing to say...but this response is hilarious
I watched this movie just now and felt that I had to write down how I felt about this particular fulm.
Army Dreamers
By Kate Bush
Our little Army Boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
I've a bunch of purple flowers
To decorate a mammy's hero.
Mourning in the aerodrome,
The weather warmer, he is colder.
Four men in uniform
To carry home my little soldier.
(Chorus:)
What could he do?
Should have been a rock star,
But he didn't have the money for a guitar.
What could he do?
Should have been a politician,
But he never had a proper education.
What could he do?
Should have been a father.
But he never even made it to his twenties.
What a waste.
Army Dreamers.
Tears o'er a tin box,
Oh, Jesus Christ, he wasn't to know,
Like a chicken with a fox,
He cannot win the war with ego.
Give the kid the pick of pips,
And give him all your stripes and ribbons.
Now he's sitting in his hole,
He might as well have buttons and bows.
(Chorus)
Um..ya.
Guess who's back...
So great, my commander has launched an investigation on this blog, saying I violated OPSEC and showed disrespect towards my chain of command and others. Fuckin wonderful. I get brought in by my 1SG 2 months ago and get yelled at for it, told to watch out for OPSEC, and then a month ago, the Commander HIMSELF, tells me "Keep writing, you have nothing to be afraid of." So I did, I mean, the fact he talked to me about it, and telling me to keep posting was a shock, out of anyone, I would've thought he would be the first to tell me to stop the blog. I guess maybe he just wanted me to post more stuff, so he could have more dirt to use against me? Who knows
So here we are, on ASR Long Island, rolling at night, this roads probably one of the shittiest, bumpiest roads around. It's a 2 lane road, and you definitely don't wanna stray into the dirt, because of those pesky IED's. I'm driving, trying to avoid the bumps and potholes as much as possible, but that ain't happening. I've had a stomach ache from hell for the last 20 minutes, it sucks. Finally this one HUGE friggin bump comes out of nowhere, and..oh shit...I gotta crap.
So Got back Yesterday, and going back out tomorrow. Got some new right seat riders, all is pretty well.
So already, we're delayed at Scannia. We were supposed to SP early this morning but the roads were getting lit up like christmas. Our CC was reading out what's been goin on: "Checkpoint **A IED, Checkpoint ** PIED, Checkpoint ** between ***and*** IED...and on and on." Maybe it's cause it's been a while since I've gone out on the road; what with leave and all that, but last night was pretty busy. Even by Camp Taji, there was a report of a chemical attack, where one soldier inhaled the stuff and it also burned his skin. I mean, chemical attack? What the hell...
So they gave me PT test, 1 day after get back, and what a surprise, I failed the run. I'm not really surprised. Push-up and Sit-up I always pass, but I'm just not a runner, and with smoking and gaining a million pounds off leave, definitely didn't help the run time. But it made me realize how out of shape and FAT I've gotten. 187 lbs. I've never weighed that much in my life. Man..what the hell did I eat on leave? Oh ya..Everything. So now I gotta slim down. Get in shape again, I'm trying to run 3 miles every night, get back into things. We'll see how things go.