Orange Skies

I work at night. So in turn, I am able to see most of the sunrises here. Today is an exception to the rule.

I am hoping the worst will be over before I leave work and go to my living space. I have forgotten my scarf. I do have my goggles though, so I will be able to see. I also ride a bike so I will probably look pretty goofy. I wish I had my scarf.The good news is I am not wet so I won't look like a sugar cookie when I do get off of work and venture outside.

Yes, you have guessed it, it is a sandstorm.

General Y's for a Friday

Why is it when you turn music up REAL loud, when listening to a favorite song it sounds better?

Why don't I get the questions asked of me, that I know the answer?

Why does it seem that I am always over loaded with work and there are subordinates that seem to have nothing to do?

Why can't I say the things that are really on my mind to anyone?

Why do people think I want to be here?

Why don't people know where their capital of their state is located?

Why don't people know who is on the one dollar bill?

Why don't people vote?

Why is everything someone else's fault?

Why does the Teddy Bear on my desk comfort me so? (Christmas '06 present from Trinity Lutheran which I have never stepped foot in.)

Why do people like me?

Why do people hate me?

Why am I really here?

Why are there different classes of United States of America people, shouldn't we just be Americans?

Why do people care if you are white, black, brown, or purple?

Why are strawberries not on tap?

Why can't you read my thoughts?

Why do "women" think I can read their thoughts?

Why is "ADIDAS" on my mind more as an adult than when I was a teenager?

Why am I not "allowed" to play in the toy section of Walmart(name any large chain store) when other adults are present?

Why am destined to be my father?

Why am I afraid of that?

Why are Twizzlers so good?

Why do I question my past so much?

Why doesn't the media cover anything good?(vice evil)

Why do I play the devil's advocate role so well?

Why did I really drop out of School of Architecture? (Pre-Marine Corps)

Why can't I find that one and only?

Why on Sundays do I like to recieve a small cherry dipped cone from DQ?

Why are there not beef jerky trees next to the money trees?

Sweet Jane

I have been a fan of Lou Reed for quite some time, but the Cowboy Junkies did a cover of Sweet Jane and I think I like that one better.

A very good song for ________________.

You fill in the blank.

Reminiscence

I had this crazy memory about some fun times at the karaoke bar down from sobriety hill at Fuetemna. What prompted this, I heard someone listening to Mony Mony, the Billy Idol version. Sad to say but the reason I could drink so often in Japan, was because I sang karaoke.

For those you do not know, when you sang your tune, however close you were to the version on the machine you scored points. The bar usually had a certain score if you made it above you got a "free" drink. In some of them, if you made the score exactly, you received 2 "free" drinks. I quote the free because it cost an average 200 yen to sing and coupon the bar gave you was usually for 400 yen which only covered draft beer. So it doesn't compare to church in that aspect, where you can sing for nothing.

My "normal" selections were: Summer Nights (duet), Jack and Diane, Piano Man, Mony Mony, and Minority. The last two were the end of the night, voice was lost, type songs.

Fun Times.

When There's Nothing You Can Do

My Mind seems to be peaking today and I need a break. I need to get away from these people. Just a little while away.

I really can't continue this post, I am too ticked off. Sorry.

Citizenship

There is a new test to became an American.

http://www.foxnews.com/projects/pdf/test.pdf

It has one hundred questions. I took it with some others here for fun and my result was 98.

I got 40 and 68 wrong.

My Bi-Weekly Sermon

I am not ordained, a minister of any sort, and I do not preach the word of God.

I hold a meeting with heads of divisions and departments twice a week. It could be like watching Jay Leno, but rarely funny. I start with a lengthy monologue about trends and practices. I talk about solutions to problems, very much like a sermon. After my spiel, I then hand the floor over to a few others for updates and bulletins. When that is said and done, I take the floor over again and talk for another five to ten minutes and close with any questions.

My record meeting was two minutes and hour and a half, respectfully. Sometimes I yell and sometimes others yell, it can be quite entertaining from an outside perspective.

The one thing you have to put into your mind is, there is a group of Marines in a semicircle jotting notes down and moving their heads in an up and down motion a lot.

So, thinking about it, it maybe just like a church sermon. Maybe I am reaching.

Inspiration

The number of unique IP addresses hitting this blog has tripled in the last week, but it seems the topics of which I "blog" about must be too difficult to comment on.

Why, do I say such things?

My last few posts no one has touched.

What I think is funny, is I visit many blogs with huge essays, near novels, and I post my thoughts on the subject matter.

Yes, I know my posts tend to be cryptic, but, hey I am in Iraq. Goes with the territory.

So my question is, Do my posts inspire comments?

My Libra

This is why.....

"They" tell me that since I was born on the two hundred ninety fifth day of the year, that is the reason why I turned out this way. The cusp is interesting way to grow up. Had a few hours gone by it would all be different.

The artist, poet, teacher, or musician that I have been. With the feelings that are so intense that even when love is at the highest (most idealistic kind)it has turned into one of the many extreme passionate romances, "star-crossed lovers". The disturbing balance of this life and love is what drives me into this endless pit, hole, world.

I hate in which I love and vice versa. The damning of this cycle of eternal battle is my life. Soon another year will have past, and we can start that cycle over again.

Sun and the Moon

A question was struck to me yesterday and I never really thought about it, why do we see the sun and the moon at the same time every day?

Every morning and evening, looking from left to right, we see the sun or the moon. I remember when I was younger, walking to school seeing the moon when the sun was up. I don't necessarily remember it when I have been an adult.

The question has some off chutes, as well. Was it always like this and I was too busy to notice? Am I on one of the "four corners" of earth and that is why?

Remembering My 22nd

My Golden Birthday, as far as adult birthdays are concerned, was a good memory.

My friend Eric and I went on leave together. We took 25 days of leave each. I was stationed at Cherry Point, North Carolina and he was stationed at New River, North Carolina at the time. We had a late start because I could not go until my rifle was cleaned and it was filthy. Some elbow grease, some smooth talking and a promise of beer later and we were on the the road.

We took my truck, 96 Ford Ranger (not an extended cab), because his 88 Ford Bronco got crappy gas mileage and sometimes stalled while travelling fast for no apparent reason. So we threw our stuff under my tonneau covered bed and kept a body pillow in front so one could sleep while the other drove. The first stop was to be Lead-Deadwood, South Dakota his home.

Our first stop was in Ohio, Jackson County. I can't remember the sheriff's name but he looked familiar. That was the first speeding ticket. Eric was doing about 85 in 55. Not a good ticket. you might say muy mal. So since we slowed down a bit we stopped at a Perkins, this is important later in the story. Our second to last stop, was somewhere between Rapid City and Sturgis. I seem to not be able to remember the state patrolman's name either. I was going about 107 in a 75, which in turn got written as a warning. Don't ask, I don't know how either.

We finally made it to Lead about 36 hours later from Havelock, North Carolina. Which you have to say that is impressive, granted later in life I see my error in my ways and feel fortunate.

Three days later was my birthday, we had a good lunch with his folks and then started going to the casinos in Deadwood. I had forty bucks starting out. I played blackjack at each casino and saved (one) one dollar coin from each. Since, it being my golden birthday and all I was given a "special" beer or drink at each one. Some had micro brews and that was the drink some had a special drink, needless to say, when I finished at BB Cody's I don't remember leaving. Some how I still managed to leave with twenty bucks and a souvenir from each casino, something I will keep for life.

Epliogue to this was we went to Wisconsin shortly there after with a snowstorm on our heels. Had some fun in the snow for about a week. We then went back to North Carolina and stopped in Ohio at Perkins. Somewhere along the way "we" had lost my extra key. I gave him a key so that we could lock the truck during periods of rest and not need the other present. When we arrived to eat, there was this lost and found sign and happedned to ask about my keys on the AC/DC key chain. Low and behold, my keys were there! We also took about a day and a half to reach Cherry Point from Wisconsin. Lesson learned, with fun.

The Interview - Or the Lack of One

There is this chain post that goes around with something like this at its closer:
Now, here's the rest of the deal:
1. If you are interested in being interviewed, leave me a comment saying “Interview me."
2. I will respond by posting five questions for you. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with a post containing your answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

Now, being me, I have asked several "bloggers" to "interview me" I have come up with the conclusion it is not going to happen. I think it could be fun having a neutral third party asking me a few questions. Obviously, I will keep OpSec in mind the whole time. (I believe I do a pretty good job and do not tell the general public anything.)

Call me Crazy, but I would like to share.

Jesse's Girl

Ever notice in the song, you never find out what was so special about this girl. Jesse's Girl. Why can't I find a woman like that?


(I think the moon has put me in strange mood. Or maybe my biorhythm is out of whack. I may have more random musings today, this is just a disclaimer for it.)

The Friday Five - For Fun

The following can be seen on RevGals blog. No. I am not turning into a bible thumper. This stuff has some interesting reads and these little one way conversations is all I have. So shut it!

On Endings and Goodbyes:

1. Best ending of a movie/book/TV show
It has to be L.A. Story a movie with Steve Martin. I should not have to explain.

2. Worst ending of a movie/book/TV show
Midnight by Dean Koontz, thoroughly disappointed. It was if the author had to finish up the book for a deadline and made an abrupt ending. Still enjoy the author, but this book could have been better.

3. Tell about a memorable goodbye you've experienced.
I was eighteen, she was eighteen, her name was Mellisa, and had I not been a dumb ass, life would have been different. (That's all I have to say about that.)

4. Is it true that "all good things must come to an end"?
I am a believer in romance, so no in my beliefs, but yes in my reality.

5. "Everything I ever let go of has claw marks on it." --Anne Lamott
Discuss.
I will answer this with, "If you love something set it free; if it returns its yours forever, if not it was never meant to be." - Proverb


Bonus: "It isn't over until the fat lady sings." I've never loved this expression. So propose an alternative:
"It isn't over until you set foot an American soil, you are handed a beer, and you get a kiss." (Some options can be reinserted with the likes of apple pie, strawberries, and fine wines.)

The Life and Dreams of a Poster

Seems life would be flat.

Ha.

Now with all seriousness, what do say when someone else has said everything. When you want to give encouragement but it seems that you look "hokey" when you do those things. Then there are those times when you got up on the wrong side of bed and hit the wall, then roll over back out the right side and you still hurt because you hit your head and it throbs so you post mean and disturbing comments but your head still hurts. When you want to comment but can never seem to get the "word verification" right. (I do not have such things here, I have other tricks up my sleeve.) I mean what kind of word is gffklp or rllltts? I can not find them in Websters at all, so I thinking it should be called something like "symbol verification" so then at least it would be putting the round peg in the round hole. (I saw the pun here.) I understand I rarely comment back here as others do in blogs, but I do and will answer all questions even the funny ones, eventually.

I added some more "eye stoppers" on the side bar. Hopefully, my dreams will be met with this sharing. I am still accepting Mae West offers.

Mail Call

We finally had a mail call after, many canceled mail calls in a row. I recieved this nifty card from one of my aunts(pronounced aw-nt), the youngest. It gave my the biggest laugh in awhile.

It has a picture of a hand on it, with a title at the top that says, ' Move this card back and forth real fast.' So I proceeded to do so for a few seconds and my colleagues then proceeded to laugh at me with the waving card. Inside the card it says, 'That's me waving hello.'

The little things that make us happy.

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I also received a letter from Mom and Lynn B. I received a box from Jeff Bader and Mr. and Mrs. West. I dispersed most of the goods to my counter parts, except for my favorites.

I know I have been reading a lot, but I think I have enough books for now. I received nine books today, thank you so much for them. This has been my entertainment here in Iraq.

Reach Out and Touch Someone

I know a thing or two about computers. I think I may have frightened someone who had posted a comment on my site.

Those people that I have not met I tend to write back via email, to introduce myself. The last two people have not written back or visited since I wrote them. This it clearly not my intention, I just was trying to be neighborly.

I think it was my Mom who may have told me to be kind to your neighbors. (I may have learned it in Sunday School, which ever it stuck.)

Just because, I am far, far away physically and I am in the capacity of serving my country does not put me in that "category". The one, that you put "other" people in.

Harry and Ginny

I finished reading the seventh book today. I do not remember when I started reading but would say it was about four days. Under normal circumstances it would have taken me about a week to a week and half to read a book that large, but I was hooked. I had to know.

I am happy with the outcome. I wish I could have read the previous books again prior to reading this one to refresh my memory and I may just do that when I return home. I have to admit there was a place in the book where I thought it was all over but still had about a quarter inch of reading to go.

Funny, but there could easliy be another book some day in the future and I would read it.

Autumn

I believe we may actually be having our fall during fall season. Yesterday the high was 99.5 in the shade. That is a good sign that summer is ending. As I write this (pre-dawn), is 76 outside.

I would say the leaves are turning and animals are hibernating, but I am not in Wisconsin. There is a bush or a palm about but nothing with leaves per se. I do believe there will be more animals scurrying about. The bats are always fun. I don't remember if I have seen any rats this week. The local birds look very similar to crows. I don't see them flying south yet.

We don't break out our dark colors for fall. we will be dressed very similar to the picture down a few posts. I do have a scarf but it not for heat. It is for sand storms.

It will be interesting to see if fall will be a few days or weeks. I really doubt it will be a month.

Self Described

What I am or who I am or something like that.


Religious - this can be an argued point, but for most part I am a God fearing individual


Opinionated - I have no problem letting you know I hate you (or whatever other feeling I may have)


Fact Gatherer - this could be split in several ways, an example would be the enormous amount of useless junk stored up in the cranial


Poetic - its a license, I can't give away


Discombobulation - I am not sure if I give it or receive it

Stubborn - this last one holds it all together