Blech.

This is me. Sick as hell right before I fly out. Tomorrow. Not out of country. Just to a different part. Awesome. The hits keep on coming. You know?

Just so you know, Ugandans smell like hot, rancid, garbage. Which at close proximity doesn't really help with the nausea. Just thought I'd share. Only a couple of days until I'm in Das Fatherland enjoying no more than 3 drinks in a twenty four hour period. Yay for reintegration. It promises to at least be amusing as the lion's share of it is for married dudes. Which I of course, am not. So, another week of wasted time. But, I'll at least be able to enjoy a beer after work. Or go to a REAL gym. Or you know, walk alone in the snow with just my thoughts for company. All of which I am looking forward to.

Going....Somewhere?

Going....Somewhere?

Red Air. YES!! No flying? YES!! Stuck here for god knows how long? AWESOME!!! I fucking heart stupid weather. More money for me if we're here til the 1st. Go team.

"He was there alone but his teeth were far away, in her wrists. He rolled over and went to sleep. Toothless. Powerless."

So, now we don't know when we're leaving but by god we'll pretend like we're leaving today. G.I.ing the building and making sure everything is packed. We MAY even go sit on the air field in the middle of the sand storm just to make sure the charade is complete.

"He thought, "It's like an ember. Warm when it's by your hands but hellishly hot when swallowed. Burning inside you, charring your insides."

So, here I sit. And here I'll sit until this completely awesome sand storm blows over. Eventually, I will leave this place.

"He gave an arm to try and hold the outline with two. Always coming up short."

Error: Operator

Had to guard connexes tonight. No big deal. Got to go with my buddy Rob. Which made it a lot more tolerable. As ever, the conversation shifted to women, life, friendship, etc. Which is fun. Tonight, he said, "You know Johnny, you're pretty wise." Huh. Really? I don't think so. I usually feel pretty damn foolish. I guess tragedy and poor choices in your own life can be translated into wisdom for someone else. As long as it helps someone yeah?

I've got about two days left here. Then off to somewhere else in Iraq. Two or three days there and then Kuwait. I should have wireless there, so I can actually reply to email and such. Sorry for the lag in response time from me.

"This is where the party ends. Are you coming home?"

I'm looking forward to getting home for leave, but I really am sick of one of us always being deployed. I really really am a little pissed about not being able to spend time with my Dad. And yet again, my buddies won't get to meet him. Fuck man, when your Dad is not only the best Dad ever, but your best friend.. You've GOTTA show him off. :) Other than that gonna see my babies, go to a party or two, (Pooh...what's our theme?) and try and sleep. For about a week.

"Like Judas said, "Bro..Trust me!"
I've been having fun with making up quotes for historical figures. It's hilarious. Try it sometime. It's groovy. You picking up what I'm putting down?
21:32

Survival Instinct.

Before they shut off the power today, watched a little bit a Shark Week on Digits. I fucking heart sharks. As I watched, I couldn't help but to think of a shark, swimming along. Fulfilling it's purpose. Streamlined and Direct. No Ballast. Just Dread Purpose. And then... They chum the water. They throw out a gorgeous chunk of mahi mahi with a ginormous hook in it. And that beautiful creature circles, circles, bites... And is FUCKED. Not literally. Well...not sexually I guess. Maybe actually literally. Choose your own ending.

They showed how the Japanese bait 'em and then hack their dorsal fins off, thus damning them to a slow, wretched death. It's all rather horrible.

So, I wondered how awesome it would be to have the underwater cameras rolling and just have the Shark look at the bait and then.... just keep cruising. I've seen it happen. I think... Like maybe once or twice. But in retrospect it was more than likely just widening it's circles before coming back in for the bait. Looking around. Unable to resist it's nature. Hooks tearing into it's mouth. Even the researchers hook 'em in the mouth. It's lose lose. I feel bad for sharks.

In other news, I conjectured about plurals, meanings, and a lot of what the fucks. But what can I do? It's my nature. Chomp.

Part Animal Part Machine

"Something isn't getting said. I don't know what or where... But, I've got a hunch..."

Detective novels are cool. I've now got some time to read, so it's the aforementioned, TM'S, and finishing the collection of Dostoyevsky's short stories. Yay!

"The answers were deliberate. Careful. Chosen with just enough leeway that it wouldn't raise suspicion. Especially since there was no denial. She took aim before firing her words...."

In other news... no more missions. I spent last night thinking and had a virtual conversation with my Daddy. It was grand. I feel about a million times better than I have in years. Like a million pounds lifted off my chest. I'm still a little giddy. Go Team Pull apart the Rubik's cube and put it back together with superglue. I'm off to eat, lift, mail, and clean my kit. There's no more shooting, but still I find myself incredibly busy. Go Figure. Someday, I'll sleep. I promise. Until then...Be yourselves. No matter what that brings.

"Let's dance through the minefield we've laid. We'll take great care to neither confirm nor deny and no one will see our dancing."

Look Mommy!! BlenderMouth Man!

Tired. 48 hours out. Covered in sand fly bites. They are the freaking worst. I'm very tired. Of everything. I just want to go to Germany and cozy up with my girl. You know, the bottle.

"Your shoes hurt my ass."

I get it. Let me up, quit rubbing my nose in it. The past that is. It's been an odd week, and an even stranger month. I had a whole giant post to write last night/this morning as I laid in bed not sleeping. But then around 0200 I eventually fell asleep and forgot most of it by the time I woke up at 0400. So...oh well.

"There's no use saying sorry, so I'm trying not to speak."

Off to try and call my kids and my Mama.