My dates for return keep getting pushed back. Ragadio and I caught a small plane over to Griffin, however the convoy that we were hoping for won't be leaving until Friday. That gives me another two and a half days to do nothing but oversleep, drink coffee, and develop an odor as I'm wearing the only uniform I took with me on R&R. I just got word ( Read more... )

So I'm back in Kuwait and I'm not thrilled about that at all. While in Europe I noticed that I had a disposition against Middle Eastern people and when I finally sat down and thought about it I came to the conclusion that I often relate these people to shitty moments in Afghanistan. Which in turn gives me a resentment. Its a cultural attribute in ( Read more... )

I avoided the hangover today by sleeping well past noon. I didn’t have anything scheduled for the morning and I didn’t have to meet for the Rock Legends Tour until 1400. I enjoyed riding around in a minivan around London, learning about the upbringings of The Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Queen, The Clash, and various others. The highlight of ( Read more... )

Some civilian fuck tried taking my seat on the flight from Qaisar. I don't know how he suddenly got the authority to do that, but at few minutes before taking off I had to fight my way back on the bird by expressing that I'm kind of a big deal and that I was transporting secret mission essential equipment back to Mazar Sharif. Had this not worked ( Read more... )

At first I was going to write a long rant on my poor choices at MEPS that landed me this job, but I’ll save that for when I’m really bored ( Read more... )

Ten years since the initial attack and we're still at war. That's all I'm going to say about 9/11 ( Read more... )

Over the years I have been quite a worrisome human being. In high school I was scared to death of not amounting to anything and eventually dying poor and lonely. Through college, and the year and a half of transition, I had similar insecurities but was equipped with a strong will that kept me from giving up. I had enough ambition in me to keep my ( Read more... )

Overall this has been a decent but draining week. Each morning is temperate, but as the sun takes over its position in the sky, the heat slowly strips the life out of me through my pores. While walking back from the gym I saw some guys strumming guitars and smoking a hookah in front of their tent on a makeshift patio. The camaraderie and ( Read more... )

I stepped outside of the PX trailer this afternoon with a pack of cigarettes in one hand and a bottle of orange-pineapple juice in the other. As I was having an internal monologue comprised of bitching about the heat I noticed a couple guys with a can of Copenhagen Snuff. Now, I used to do indulge in the long cut about a year ago, but quit due to ( Read more... )

A Pall Mall hangs downward from my lips as I blow smoke onto the keyboard. I get the feeling that this is what the late Kurt Vonnegut must of felt like while writing his many novels. Times have changed since then of course. Instead of the annoying chatter of a typewriter there's the silence of a Panasonic CF-29 Toughbook in front of me, issued ( Read more... )