tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75623482011-07-19T10:02:09.799-07:00The Aftermath is the coolest band ever, and there is nothing you can do to stop them! Or their kittens!TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.comBlogger1841100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1131736305746078062005-11-11T11:06:00.000-08:002005-11-11T11:11:45.763-08:00

Lucky us. Last night some bastards busted two windows out of my car and stole half my cd's, all my textbooks (in a $180 backpack), and all my coats that fit. Yeah, I'm wearing a coat that doesn't go to my wrists, have no music, and all my homework is probably in a dumpster somewhere, but the good news - The idiots didn't pop the trunk and steal my studio equipment, so we are still on for making

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SO, I happen to have done a poor job on my second midterm in Social Inequality. I think it's because I spent so much of class listening for good band names and then I answered the short answer questions with a lot of sarcasm, like "masculinity is a horrible disease that ruins the lives of many and causes sociological discrimination." But I did manage to write a song (rough poem, so far) about a

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On account of my dumbness, we all jumped the gun, so we get the old "Off-Sides" penalty. A good twelve seconds after publishing that we had a name, I went on to find another band with that same name. Now, being the jerks we are, we actually considered ignoring it and just being a more awesome band than them, but their cd comes out this winter, and they have demos up on their sites (All three of

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Congratulations to us! After THREE WEEKS of brainstorming for band names, we finally found one! Now, granted, there were usually 2 of us who could agree on any given band name anybody came up with, but getting five guys to agree unanimously on the one word or phrase that will be on every album, every tee-shirt, every sticker, patch or flyer associated with the band FOREVER is a tough thing. And

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Right now on campus one cannot go far without encountering something about the war, and especially now that the death toll has reached two thousand, because that’s easier to say than one thousand however many hundred, and like, forty six. There is a tent on campus, Strike for Peace, where they have all sorts of cute little propaganda and sometimes you get to see people outside reading names off.

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I've decided that it would be silly to spend a bunch of time and energy trying to figure out how to write things in Hebrew on my blog because nobody would appreciate the effort, since nobody I know would see what I was talking about, so since it's in English, enjoy:In my vocabulary this week, we had ADNY (Adonai) and YHVH (Adonai), which confused me, and I was kinda interested since I might be

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Check this out, if you are fond of rational thinkers:Life, or Something Like Itgeoffreyjonathandavis.blogspot.comIt's nice to have someone like-minded in the area. Eugene is SO beautiful, but so saturated with liberal propaganda that I can't wait to go home and get away from all these nutt-balls. NUTTY!

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JOHN GLENN ON THE SENATE FLOORDate: Mon, 26 Jan 2004 11:13 Senator Howard Metzenbaum to Senator Glenn: "How can you run for Senate when you've never held a real job?" Senator Glenn: "I served 23 years in the United States Marine Corps. I served through two wars. I flew 149 missions. My plane was hit by antiaircraft fire on 12 different occasions. I was in the space program. It wasn't my

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1. There were 39 combat related killings in Iraq during the month of January..... In the fair city of Detroit there were 35 murders in the month of January. That's just one American City, about as deadly as the entire war torn country of Iraq.2. When some claim President Bush shouldn't have started this war, state the following . FDR...led us into World War II. Germany never attacked us: Japan

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Nothing on it yet, but the MySpace account is open for Uncle Jesse. I have a photo on it, which is more than I can say for this. Yippee!http://www.myspace.com/justabassist

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Perfect BombYou’re fighting for another’s causeDefending someone else’s rightsIgnoring all the holes and flawsA target locked within your sightsBashing fashion, killing trendsThe spinning cycle turns and twistsJustifying means and endsYour ignorance begets your blissAuthority you must defyRebel against majorityWhat is truth; define a lieFuel your animosityPropaganda, protest, songBlack and white

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I have spent a long time altering my aspirations for life achievement. For a great deal of time I had daydreams about military glory, but due to the fear that death is inevitable in a military setting, I decided that my life was too important to waste as a soldier. I saw the uniform and relative anonymity as a deterrent to my participation, because fame and glory given to an anonymous soldier

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That's right, Suckers! No more unofficial! Yesterday my new band taught me all their songs (7) and officially welcomed me into the band. Look forward to good things. I will update all one of you as more happens, y'all!

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Well, I have talked to Brandon a couple times and the impression I get, based on what he says, is that we'll be playing again. The Aftermath is definitely dead, since nobody has heard from Tyler in WELL over a year now. Brandon has been playing in another band, "Once Lost," for a season, and they have recently lost a bass player. Since I am "just a bass player" myself, there is a good chance I

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The entries for September are all in reference to my mission to New Orleans, Louisiana. Thought you should know. It was hot and humid and gross and the water was toxic, so it's good to be home. I sent these out as an email and actually got a response, which I think I need to "publish" in my blog. It made me feel appreciated in a new way. "Uncle Jesse" should definitely pursue that English and

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I forgot to mention more on Simplicity. Let's just say that it confirmed a lot of my feelings about the Christian Market. At least I'm not the only one who feels the way I do. I loaned it to Brandon and he seems to be in full agreement at this point. I don't recommend the book to everyone, but if you want valuable input from a man who has been in music for a couple decades (by input, I don't mean

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The demobilization was so thoroughly prepared that they gave us a catered breakfast from like, 8-9 am, which is like noon for an army wake-up. More amazingly, the Demob process that took a week in Fort Lewis (several hundred troops coming home from Iraq after 18 months) took about an hour and a half (100 troops in another state for 2 weeks), so we were home early in the Afternoon and didn't feel

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Well, Since 2 days ago Plane 2 became Plane 8 and Plane 3 became Plane 7, which is me, which is why we are going home today and all the other folks go home later. Well, not home, but Portland. And as a side note, I should mention that I start too many sentences with "Well." I should not be an English major. Math and Science for Jesse. Languages have too many exceptions. Too many guidelines and

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Surprise! No Flight. Maybe tomorrow, Maybe Tuesday. And there are only 8 bowling lanes.

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We spent over an hour saing goodbye to the site via listening to speeches and loading a bus. Then we went to another base to pick up non-grunt personnel. After a good 4 1/2 hours waiting there, we finally moved in another bus (couldn't have used the same bus all the way across a city; that would be efficient) to a naval base where we will spend our last night in Louisiana, and on this bus we saw

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2 More Patrols, each a few hours. Lucky us, we get hip-waders. Lucky me, I have a nice, low rank (date of rank counts when everyone is the same rank). Lucky us, we have working showers now. Rumo is I go home Monday, but the people going home the last 2 days are still here waiting for their flights. But waiting for a flight is an excuse to not go on another mission in waist - deep poo-juice in

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Saw a malnourished black lab today. Little buddy could barely stand. We gave him an MRE and sent the animal rescue team. Usually they just follow us, but he couldn't get off the porch. Since he wasn't a barking dog, we sprayed "DOG" on the house really large. Like, about a 98,264,519,573 size font. We also learned that animal rescue found breaking into a house to rescue a dog is supposed to be

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We cut off "Area Beautification" after two hours today and went on a lengthy patrol instead. There were beads filling the streets. Beads. Of all the things to watch out for to not trip over, necklaces are not the most common. There were 3 bodies that my platoon never saw. People anyway. We learned a lot about dogs. At one point a couple dogs, one of which was later described (by an idiot) as a

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No patrol. Gee. Who would guess. We did such a good job at "Area Beautification" that we get to do it for two more days. Maybe after that we can act like the infantry. Landscape Rangers! HOOAH! We finally get rakes and leaf blowers so we can clean up the lawn instead of just clearing the streets. So we can rake sewage slaw. Goodie. Everyone will be home by October first (chuckle snicker snort).

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Supposedly 2 vigilante marines have been executing drug dealers in our area and hanging the bodies from telephone poles as an example. The marines came down to "help out." The only people that would let them join the rescue effort were animal control, but then once they were in Louisiana they went AWOL and started killing folks. Some of us think we should join them. Beats landscaping. They have

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2 on, 6 off, 4 on, 2 off, 2 on, 4 off, 4 on - all on gate and roof guard. Meanwhile, everybody who is NOT infantry is going on rescue missions with police and rescue workers and civilian authorities. I'd complain either way, but the grunts should be out there. 21:30 - we add our body armor to the uniform. Nobody's shooting or anything, but because the flood water (water?) is going down, people

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We got to see Mr. Bloatey today. He was apparenly a looter at a gas station. By "was," I mean before the maggots were eating his face. Looks like someone made him stop looting. Or thinking. Or, perhaps, not rotting in the hot Louisiana sun. Today we are thinking they might RETURN the money they took yesterday, but to keep the insurance and benefits, the difference will be a check. Not gonna count

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Now, please realize that by day one I in no way mean that this is the first day. This is simply the first day that we are doing something productive. The first day was the 2nd, a week ago.Today, since we are adjusting to the suck level in New Orleans- the heat, the stink, the lack of things humans have evolved a need for (for the top of a food chain, we sure do rely on a lot of "neccessities)-

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Twelve Hours Notice and everyone else knows first. My boss called me and asked if I was going right when my sergeant called me to say there was a chance we might go. Everything we needed, DONE and ready to rock in 24 hours, but then all the support getting us to site took nearly a week. ie standing in line for 6 hours and getting nothing accomplished but a hepetitis B shot. We have a new Officer

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I am reading this book, "Simplicity," by Mark Salomon, the singer of such awesomeness as Stavesacre (5 great albums so far), Outer Circle, and yes, The Crucified. Good book. Read it. It goes over some autobiographical reasons to not be in the Christian Industry. Namely, that the Christian Market is a conflict of interests. More details when I finish the book...

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Oh yeah. Some crazy lady came up to me after dinner and asked me if I wanna do movies and commercials and gave me the number of her casting agency or something like that. Wouldn't that be funny? Like, 8 years after I decide that there's no way I could get into acting, some insane little woman tells me I remind her of her son and decides to give me her number. I suppose it's worth investigating,

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Here's the NEW deal: It appears that Ashley and I are playing again whenever my work schedule allows, and although he is in another pre-existing band, he is enthused about a side project and we have written a few songs already. My job rocks as a security guard, but there may be some trouble getting it to work around being a student, so we will have to see if something comes open. Right now I am

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Hey. I was looking for some lyrics, and I found them, so I'm posting them. This is Stavesacre, from their debut, "friction." It is also track one on "Collective."At The Moment with a sigh i greet the day i feel the morning on my face weary at the moment i awake even as i lie the thought returns to mind "welcome to the rest of your life". somewhere i've lost my way from saved to stray and failing

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Funny Story! I just got a job, so I will not be seeing my family on the fourth. I gotta guard a bank that got robbed. Because apparently banks need to be open on Independence Day now. I'll be working the following day on my Birthday as well, as though that is something new. It's a little strange going from being unemployed and doing NOTHING AT ALL for 3 months to not having a day off in twelve

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Well, a lot has happened. Namely, nothing. I mean, I got home, and now I have no job, so I spent the last three and a half months doing nothing at all, save working out. Drill is this weekend, so I am curious to see how things go with the Cav Scouts. I've met up with Ashley a few times, but The Aftermath isn't looking like it's going to pull through. Perhaps Tyler and his kittens will restructure

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IF YOU KNOW THE BIBLE EVEN A LITTLE, YOU'LL FIND THIS HILARIOUS! IT COMES FROM A CATHOLIC ELEMENTARY SCHOOL TEST KIDS WERE ASKED QUESTIONS ABOUT THE OLD AND NEW TESTAMENTS. THE FOLLOWING STATEMENTS ABOUT THE BIBLE WERE WRITTEN BY CHILDREN. THEY HAVE NOT BEEN RETOUCHED OR CORRECTED. INCORRECT SPELLING HAS BEEN LEFT IN. 1. IN THE FIRST BOOK OF THE BIBLE, GUINESSIS. GOD GOT TIRED OF CREATING

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I will just let you know the disclaimer on this, and then you have to read it, because this fanatic is a raving lunatic for ICP. It has nothing to do with the music, and nobody ever insults a single one of their songs. All it makes fun of is this fan, and it makes fun of him simply by letting him speak. What a friggin' idiot. Ok. Read it now.http://www.somethingawful.com/articles.php?a=476

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An 8-year-old girl went to her grandfather, who was working in the yard and asked him, "Grandpa, what is sex?"The grandfather was surprised that she would ask such a question, but decided that if she's old enough to know to ask the question, then she's old enough to get a straight answer. Steeling himself to leave nothing out, he proceeded to tell her all about human reproduction and the joys and

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Surrounded By Dumbness! AUGH! First off, we are finally allowed to wear civilian clothing, which requires that people group together to form gangs based on what they are wearing and assault other stupid people wearing other clothing. And the entire base gets in trouble for it! And by the entire base, I mean all the permanent party, all the 3ID and everyone attached to them, and all the 1CD and

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Well, Kuwait is stupid. It is not built for rain AT ALL. Rain CRIPPLES these people. Today our inspection was canceled because customs didn't want to get wet. Or maybe they were being considerate of our equipment (stifled laughter). No, seriously, though, this country was definitely not built with rain in mind. Rain, being the elitest that it is, gathers in little groups of rain and floods the

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Well, not that we have anything worthwhile left to do, but our time here is draggin on forever. I just work out a lot. But every once in a while, I can't even do that. Like yesterday. There was a gang-related STABBING and the entire base was on lockdown. No mail, no internet, no phones, no gym, NOTHING that would boost morale and help prevent stabbing. It will all be over soon, and I will be home

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Sorry I haven't written in a while. Some 1CD tankers were showing around some of the new 3ID guys and they made a habit of stopping in the same place and dismounting every day. Long story short, 3 KIA and 8 Litter later, two divisions are on communications blackout for a while. Guess it's not over until it's over, eh. On a less tragic note, a company of Iraqi police went to an American base

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THE LARK PROGRAMA person wrote a letter to the White House complaining about thetreatment of a captive taken during the Afghanistan/Iraq war.Attached is a copy of a letter they received back: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The White House1600 Pennsylvania AvenueWashington, D.C. 20016 Dear Concerned Citizen:Thank you for your recent letter roundly criticizing our treatment ofthe Taliban and Al Qaeda

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So I am officially a joke. Every time anybody comes into a room I hear them quoting me. The quotes consist of "NNOOOOOOOO!" "What are you doing?" and "Why would you do that?" I'm glad I caught myself before I swore, because I would hate to have people constantly quoting me cussing. I just know that if a bunch of jerks came to my house and blew up my dogs, I'd take up arms. I wanna go home!

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1108527152828546602005-02-15T20:08:00.000-08:002005-02-15T20:12:32.830-08:00

So we went ahead and took an AK-47 and 3 magazines from some folks out after curfew, and that was swell, but then there were these dogs barking at us, and somebody shined a flashlight on one of them, and I saw the silhouette of a dog wagging its tail, and a red dot, which was funny, because these guys I'm with now always use their laser sights to psych people out, and I thought it was funny that

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1108408485832807812005-02-14T10:56:00.000-08:002005-02-14T11:14:45.833-08:00

I had a strange experience today. I went to the shower and there was no hot water. That isn’t interesting. I had an ING telling me to show him my tattoos. That isn’t interesting, either. I had a few of my soldiers telling me that the ING was checking me out. That isn’t interesting, really. But then the ING started hopping up on his toes to look at me over the divider, and he was asking me

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1108139476585027472005-02-11T08:28:00.000-08:002005-02-11T08:31:16.590-08:00

Well, sorry I haven't been writing lately. I have been working 12 hour shifts for the last several days. Today is ok, though, because they woke us up three and a half hours early instead of six, and for a better reason (somebody decided that they needed to wake up the overnight shift yesterday at noon because there was an explosion an estimated 8 miles away, and that's rare in these parts). Today

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1107921408035570022005-02-08T19:37:00.000-08:002005-02-08T19:56:48.036-08:00

HOORAY! Today we got some more soldiers in, which should mean shorter shifts, but apparently the new sergeant thinks I'm pretty cool, because I have a 12 hour shift every night, and the sergeant in charge of the truck I'm assigned to has me gunning, so I am in the hatch pulling rear security with the biggest gun the army will let me carry. I'm happy. And cold. And tired. But mostly glad somebody

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1107741675041009072005-02-06T17:47:00.000-08:002005-02-06T18:01:15.043-08:00

So, here I am in the computer lab, and the only other person in here for the last hour or two is one of the Iraqi men who lives in the trailer. They take shifts sleeping and sitting at desks, playing on the internet and taking money. I brought my own laptop in because they charge less if you use your own computer, and apparently I was slowing down this guy's connection speed, so he shut off my

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1107724435782407432005-02-06T13:02:00.000-08:002005-02-06T13:13:55.783-08:00

Well, this should be an interesting evening. Thanksgiving? NO! Christmas? NO! But on Superbowl Sunday, after about a year of nagging and whining, the Army will ISSUE BEER to the soldiers here. Non-Drinkers (this is a clause written in especially for me, and probably only me) will be signing for their beers anyway in order to help out their battle buddies. We'll have to see how this goes...

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Tonight I think I figured out why some o' them folks consider muddin' a sport. I spent the first mission driving, which is funny because I have driven so rarely over the last 15 months or so. That's on account of misplacing two vehicles. But it was fun because of the night vision. And for my next trick, I sat in the gunner's hatch with the 240B, rattling around like a bobble head with a helmet. I

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1107612548054732282005-02-05T06:02:00.000-08:002005-02-05T06:09:08.053-08:00

So I just got off another detail involving stringing up consertina wire, which is basically a giant slinky of impending doom. Lots of pain and torment, and I'm bleeding everywhere out of almost all my fingers, which gives us all a sense of security, because if we hate it, the enemy probably won't want to play in it. I mean, these guys think blowing themselves up is fun, but most of them don't

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1107611697610563302005-02-05T05:48:00.000-08:002005-02-05T05:54:57.610-08:00

Here's an email I just got from a battle buddy in basic. He went to ROTC instead of Iraq, so now he's gonna be my boss, but that's alright. I signed up to follow orders. Hey Jesse,I went to Air Assault school last spring break, and its cake. They help out those who are afraid of heights. Knowing you, you would kick ass at Air Assault and Airborne. Keep up the good work there and were looking

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1107595264317599682005-02-05T01:14:00.000-08:002005-02-05T01:21:04.316-08:00

sorry my emails are so sporadic. The internet in this country works like a cell phone in the mountains, and it's raining, so I'm typing messages in notepad and when the internet works I hurry and try to send them,so they usually have nothing to do with what anybody writes, because right now I have about 7 emails that I can't even get access to. I'm gonna try again and see if I can read one.Nope.

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1107466122042192232005-02-03T13:23:00.000-08:002005-02-03T13:28:42.043-08:00

Today I saw a few more helicopters transporting passengers by cover of night. In the darkness they are invisible, and when I donned my night vision, I saw how they saw. They have headlights brighter than spotlights, but infrared, so that they can only be seen with special equipment. DEFINITELY AIR ASSAULT! I mean, it's a FIFTEEN DAY school that could help me overcome my fear of heights. I like

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Well, today was super. I was selected to be one of a few people who would go and pull security at another base, and in so doing, got a new view of the city for the first time. Actually, first we waited for our ride for THREE HOURS, and then the NCO in charge decided to call, and our ride had decided to show up about 8 hours later than they said, so we figured we'd go ahead and commence waiting 5

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1107289274680936952005-02-01T11:27:00.000-08:002005-02-01T12:21:14.680-08:00

I think it is important for me to post this email. I just started getting emails like this from someone completely anonymous. For the sake of realism, I will be referring to this anonymous beast as "she," as the emails put forth the aura of a female. "She" is apparently sending me these harassing notes to antagonize me from "Her" place of business in order to maintain anonymity. I would really

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1107256995044586652005-02-01T03:07:00.000-08:002005-02-01T03:23:15.043-08:00

Well, Election Day went pretty oddly. I think it was good. We were the Quick Reaction Force. My platoon was prepped to go out on just about any mission possible, rescuing people, killing people, even delivering ballots if the ballots at a polling station were burnt up in an explosion. Anything. We did nothing. Nothing happened. We sat around all day waiting for the dozens of calls we were

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1107037425622093772005-01-29T14:22:00.000-08:002005-01-29T14:23:45.623-08:00

Business is good. It's the busy season for our particular type of business. Elections are today. I should probably get some sleep.

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http://www.oregoncoast.com/willy/cib.htm Lookie what I got!

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Well, today seems to be the chance I'm going to get to check my emails, because I'm here in the computer room on duty for a couple of hours. Unfortunately, the system is sucking pretty bad right now. So I have to re-open my webmail and re-log in for each message, and it is all angry mail about the last post, because apparently nobody I email knows me. People who have never emailed me before in

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106582738436361352005-01-24T07:51:00.000-08:002005-01-24T08:05:38.436-08:00

Yeah. The girl. I kinda plan on marrying her, but not in the sense that I have "a plan" or "plans," and I don't have a set schedule or anything. I just think that when she's ready and I'm ready, we'll hook it up with the marital status and make a big family with lots of babies, and I'm looking forward to making whoopie again. No, really. Even though I remember how disappointing it can be, not

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106483303757305742005-01-23T04:22:00.000-08:002005-01-23T04:28:23.756-08:00

So, last night we had "Little Bitty Stinging Rain" all night, and it was blowing in sideways through the windows of the towers, and I sent my Gortex Pants home, so all I had was a Field Jacket and a Gortex Jacket, so my gloves and legs got soaked, and the scarf on my face got soaked, and the only thing that saved my fingers (remember this in case of a blizzard on a camping trip) was a bottle full

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106381809856905422005-01-22T00:16:00.000-08:002005-01-22T00:16:49.856-08:00

Well, today's the last day we can send any mail at all. We will only be receiving for about a week, and then they will just hold our mail for us somewhere else. That's how close we are to going home, allegedly. Also, I can't be emailing during elections, and it may be so busy that I can't really email for a few days, so don't really expect anyting until about the first of next month, pending

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106336495293889222005-01-21T11:32:00.000-08:002005-01-21T11:41:35.293-08:00

People keep telling me stories about how much fun it is to drink in an effort to get me to try drinking. Now, as though there aren't enough legitimate reasons NOT TO DRINK, this is one of the reasons I SHOULD DRINK: Yes, this story is true... There was a party, with lots of people drinking, as often the case may be. There was only one beer left, and a man and woman were fighting over it. So while

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106333743543351562005-01-21T10:35:00.000-08:002005-01-21T10:55:43.543-08:00

SO, Platoon Meeting was fun. Elections are coming, and so is everybody in the Middle East with a gun. A few different organizations that we would consider terrorists have decided to tell everybody that they are going to help with security, so there they will be. According to the Rules of Engagement, we can't shoot them unless they are posing a threat to us. So they will be there to help make sure

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106332533257560762005-01-21T10:17:00.000-08:002005-01-21T10:35:33.256-08:00

Well, life in Iraq might be a bit more entertaining if disposable cameras had telephoto lenses. I say this because I have a bit of a fetish with photographing birds perched on razor wire. I think it would make a good picture, and I take lots of them so that someday, when my children are grown and I have my film developed, I can blow up a good shot of it and have an 18x24 photo of a bird in some

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106322724784684282005-01-21T07:25:00.000-08:002005-01-21T07:52:04.783-08:00

So, I finished reading another Dave Barry book that a buddy here had, and upon returning it to him, had to go online to order myself a copy, along with just about every other Dave Barry book that I don't think I already have, to include the following: Homes and Other Black Holes, Babies and Other Hazards of Sex, Dave Barry's Guide to Marriage and/or Sex, Stay Fit and Healthy Until You're Dead,

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106214804391029472005-01-20T01:41:00.000-08:002005-01-20T01:53:24.390-08:00

So, I tried my situps today, and I'm a little slow, even with the painkillers, but it's been like, 3 weeks since I did anything. Then I used some weird machine that made me feel like I was running backward for about 22 minutes, 2 miles, 230 some calories. Then I chugged a Gatorade without any cooldown, and that was dumb. I think that should help on the run if I do that after every shift. We'll

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106161778203862032005-01-19T11:08:00.000-08:002005-01-19T11:09:38.203-08:00

so, i have this sergeant who i am convinced hates me, but lately he has been telling me "good job" on occasion. today, for some unknown reason, he told me as he walked by that i need to pass the pt test so i can get my promotion. i've heard it from other sergeants, but hearing it from one who despises me is somehow motivating. "hey, i hate you, hurry up so i can promote you." odd. Uncle Jesse

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106133399479589052005-01-19T02:55:00.000-08:002005-01-19T03:16:39.480-08:00

A man walks into a bar and orders ten shots of Jack Daniels. He needs them NOW! And he needs them all at once. He starts slamming down shot after shot without even taking time to breathe! The bartender tells him, "You can't drink like that!" He responds, "You'd drink like this, too, if you had what I have." The bartender's tone turns to pity for the man, and asks him, "What do you have?" The man

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1106584515687585182005-01-17T08:02:00.000-08:002005-01-24T08:35:15.686-08:00

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Didn't see Sadir, just two of his highest ranking officials and about 500 followers. These people need an education, because all they have for information is what someone tells them. All the educated people either just got killed or are in prison somewhere. They are responsible for everything we are trying to fix. The coins are just a symbol of appreciation or recognition. I got the same ones as

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105943085296287852005-01-16T22:20:00.000-08:002005-01-16T22:24:45.296-08:00

Well, this morning has been cool so far. We just got coins from the Battalion Commander and the Sergeant Major, which are supposed to be a token of their gratitude. It is some Army tradition that dates back for ever and ever or something. They are nice. I might get a stand for them and put them with any other trophies or medals or anything I get. The Sergeant Major's is pink. He must be a good

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105893337461674322005-01-16T08:32:00.000-08:002005-01-16T22:20:15.236-08:00

How to Impress a Woman: * Wine her, * Dine her; * Call her, * Hug her, * Support her, * Hold her, * Surprise her, * Compliment her, * Smile at her, * Listen to her, * Laugh with her, * Cry with her, * Romance her, * Encourage her, * Believe in her, * Pray with her, * Pray for her, * Cuddle with her, * Shop with her, * Give her jewelry, * Buy her flowers, * Hold her hand, *

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105892845520676522005-01-16T07:57:00.000-08:002005-01-16T08:27:25.520-08:00

So, today our mission took us to a protest outside the Ministry of Oil, where a bunch of people were protesting the fuel shortage and saying that they needed heat and stuff. What made this protest special is that all these protesters were followers of Muqtada al Sadir, who is responsible for a heap of dead Americans. We made a second trip, and instead of 50 people, it was closer to 500, and the

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105774995033589722005-01-14T23:28:00.000-08:002005-01-14T23:43:15.033-08:00

So, as a general rule, I'm in pain. I spent the last couple of days not writing because I was spending all my down time laying in bed, waiting for my spine to grow back. I decided, on one of the missions to that gas station, that I would move some barriers so that people couldn't cut in line anymore (thus, cutters entered through the exit twice as often). Apparently, my back didn't think I should

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105633033890595512005-01-13T07:49:00.000-08:002005-01-13T08:17:13.890-08:00

Well, today we put forth more effort than we have in a very long time and got nothing accomplished at all! We went on two seperate trips, visiting the same gas station 3 or 4 times, trying to do for them what we had done for another. We got the gas station running smoothly the first time, and 10 minutes after we left, it had all gone to hell. So the second time we weren't as quiet and polite, and

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105441511215860442005-01-11T03:01:00.000-08:002005-01-11T03:05:11.216-08:00

If I had a choice, I'd probably stay here and fight instead of mopping hallways and trimming hedges. There's just nothing heroic about alphabetizing files Monday through Friday. But it will be good to be able to not wear 50 or 60 pounds of armor and ammunition all the time. And to feed my own fish. And to go to family gatherings. And hug my girlfriend. She'd like that, I think. Uncle Jesse Sounds

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105351694500932322005-01-10T02:07:00.000-08:002005-01-10T02:08:14.500-08:00

I just went to a gift shoppe and tested about 89 perfumes for men, women, and unisex, so my right hand smells like 200 women, and my left hand smells like salt and vinegar potato chips and a chicken pizziola sub. Hooray.

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Well, they are looking for volunteers to remain on active duty for a few months after deployment, which would give me something to do before school starts. Having a job just seems more productive than unemployment, so I am going to go ahead and do it, because it's Army or Burger King, and the Army PROMOTES people who have worked for them eleven years. So it sounds like I'll probably be working in

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105185226559938212005-01-08T03:48:00.000-08:002005-01-08T03:53:46.560-08:00

Well, that's it. I'm done eating at the local dining facilities. Frankly, I'd rather be giving birth to potatoes than gravy.

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105171849023450872005-01-08T01:08:00.000-08:002005-01-08T00:10:49.023-08:00

Andy Rooney's tips for telemarketersThree Little Words That Work !!(1)The three little words are: "Hold On, Please..."Saying this, while putting down your phone and walking off(instead of hanging-up immediately) would make eachtelemarketing call so much more time-consuming that boilerroom sales would grind to a halt.Then when you eventually hear the phone company's "beep-beep-beep" tone, you know

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105170285935369232005-01-07T23:44:00.000-08:002005-01-09T23:24:31.213-08:00

Well, it's been fun so far at the hotels. We got here on day one and had a shift until, like 7 am the next day, and then the following evening there was no water, and the night after that, no electricity, so we're talking about two platoons without showers for 3 days. WOOHOO! But then we discovered that the water works when the electricity doesn't, so I got to take a shower with my flashlight,

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1105034139725236602005-01-06T09:44:00.000-08:002005-01-06T09:55:39.726-08:00

Well, getting closer to the Iraqi elections. Cool. We are expecting a bit more action from people who want to take over the country instead of giving it up to elected officials, but mostly all we find is kids who want soccer balls, so we drive up to an area with a lot of kids, hand out a few balls, and we play soccer with all the kiddies for a while. Now I'm chillin' up here in a room overlooking

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So last night we finally went on a mission that ended with all the Iraqi National Guard guys and all the guys in my platoon shaking hands and laughing and congratulating each other. Therefore I can't talk about it. I would expect this to make the news eventually, but until then I will not be able to say what we did. But it was good for morale! So, Happy New Year's Day, and I'll see you all soon!

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1104491428122938552004-12-31T03:07:00.000-08:002004-12-31T03:10:28.123-08:00

Apparently I was on the news. Since I'm fat, I was on the news for eating and watching TV. My mom taped it. This is a great source of pride for me, and I look forward to showing my kids the days when I was only a little fat, because I was only eating 3 meals a day. Hooray for the TV!

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1104235061419291382004-12-28T03:09:00.000-08:002004-12-28T03:57:41.420-08:00

Well, today we didn't go on our mission, because our mission was kinda close to a car bomb site frim earlier in the morning. So we got to be the first Americans on the site and take a bunch of pictures and interview a bunch of people, all of whom had had all their windows blown out, fences destroyed, car parts in their yards, glass everywhere. I was walking ahead of everyone. I don't know why. I

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1104143021153844332004-12-27T02:13:00.000-08:002004-12-27T02:23:41.166-08:00

Yo. I decided to look at my profile (because my profile is starting to be much more pear shaped) and I saw that I like Edict, which I had almost forgotten. So I clicked the link to see who else likes Edict and I found my friend, Dr. Raven, and decided to visit his site. So I was cruising around Dr. Raven's blogs and found that he had killed Lindsey Lohan with some Bling Bling, and I decided I

TacoJuicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15721713950947993096noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7562348.post-1104141990572164762004-12-27T02:05:00.000-08:002004-12-27T02:12:53.906-08:00

What stupid celebrity are you destined to kill? by daydreamer8852NameBirthdateYou killedWith aOnDecember 17, 2011Quiz created with MemeGen!

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Well, lucky me. Time to get bronchitis again. Fortunately, I have a medic who is willing to hook me up with a whole bunch of drugs. HOORAY!!!

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So, today was about the most productive I've felt since I got here. We went to a gas station, which is nototriously congested and almost impossible to maneuver around in. It was guarded by Iraqi Police, and the gossip was that they were charging admission and taking bribes to move people to the front of the line, which is usually several city blocks long. There is no order really anywhere around

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The other day we were all sitting in the chow hall, listening to the tv, and what the tv said is that another chow hall had been attacked and it sucked for a lot of people, and they described the chow hall, which sounded a lot like ours. We all believe the tv, so we all laughed nervously. Later that evening, the order was put out that all the body armor we'd ever been issued was to be worn while

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Helen Cox Dickinson 1924-2004 Helen Cox Dickinson passed away early in the morning on Friday, December 17th, after a long battle with Chronic Lymphocytic Lymphoma (CLL) and other recent challenges to her health. Helen taught English Literature, Composition, and Creative Writing at Portland Community, retiring in 1983. She was a charter member of the PCC Faculty Federation until her appointment

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Ok, nothing to do with the best modern art site of my generation (www.explodingdog.com), but rather to do with a dog who was playing with fire. His mother should have taught him better. See, all trash is burned here in the giant catbox we refer to as hell. (By the way, the pond froze this week, so apparently hell has frozen over)These fires attract hungry animals. These hungry animals then chase

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So today on guard duty I saw a Ferret - I say again: A FERRET- in my sector, trying to maneuver its way through the wire. I was later corrected, in that a ferret's natural habitat is indeed not hell, and this is a mongoose, which is larger and dark brown. I suppose it's possible. I also discovered that when it is really cold and one is to urinate in an enclosed area, the steam from said urine

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so this morning it was cold. horribly cold. a little history: we are not allowed to have heaters in our towers when on guard duty. this is perhaps due to fire hazards. apparently, somebody thinks that the wood in our towers is burnable. this is an assumption, and you should never assume anything without evidence. we have tried burning that wood to stay warm, and it just doesn't work at all. it is

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Ha Ha! I get to see the sunrise before you do! Neiner Neiner! Course, I'm usually up for 5 hours watching the sand in the dark before the sun comes up, but when it does, I can see the sand real good!

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Someone shared a story over the radios that has further convinced me of why I don't drink. Two days later I have finally finished laughing (Maybe not) and have regained the energy to type. This sergeant and his buddy were out drinking, because that's what they do. A lot. Then his buddy returns from the bathroom - VERY QUICKLY - grabs him by the arm and pulls him outside to escape the wrath. As

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So, there's a new rule made especially for me. A little background: We have shifts that are several hours long more than once a day, and during these shifts, we are not alowed to read or write or listen to music or eat or move around or anything, but we are alowed to discuss most topics on the radio, anything not a security risk. Except for me. If I talk, and it is not information vital to the

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