I finally got off my ass and got my taxes prepped. I was so excited with the results that I promptly treated myself to the first season of Deadwood. I ended up watching it in it's entirety that night and most of Saturday morning while I did my laundry. I love that series, it's the kind of thing that makes you think, 'how good a pimp would I be?' and I'm talking about the real thing not the gansta-shit version.
Anyways that night I was scheduled to go downtown and finally celebrate by B-Day with some buddies, but wouldn't you know it they dropped out on me (at least somethings are no different where ever I go). However I determined to salvage my evening and ended up going out to a bar near base and drinking with a few guys from base that were there. We ended up having a couple of Vietnam vets (one army, one marine) sit down with us and bull shit, it was good times. I ended up returning to base and checking in a couple of buddies who borrowed Deadwood from me to find them sitting in stunned horror at the end of one of the episodes. We then proceed to the smoke deck where they told me all about how I shouldn't let people drink and watch that series. All I could do was laugh at them.
Sunday was a bore and today looks to be no different.