Future Looks Bright

The selections for Gunnery Sergeant came out today and I have many friends and peers that have been selected. (The message is, FY 2008 APPROVED SELECTIONS TO GUNNERY SERGEANT 110830Z JUN 08, in case someone is looking for it.) I was in the below zone this year(I talk about what that means here.) so most likely I will be in zone next year. This has its pros and cons with it. The obvious pros are that selection to the next rank is possible and moving up the ladder may be quicker than originally expected. The cons are that I need to heal up and do some prerequisites such as the career course and all the normal "green" side training prior to the board next year. If all goes as well as it has this shouldn't be a major factor come next year this time.

The home purchase is moving along nicely and there should be no reason I can't close on the 27th of this month. I think I am more excited to find out what I have in my storage than the actual purchase. All my things have been in storage since June of 2005.

Rant Number 614

I just spent the last three hours on the phone with NMCI (Navy Marine Corps Intranet). The problem that I was trying to get resolved is still not resolved. Basically, I just wasted my time. I have an issue with PDF documents. It appears to the common user to be a software problem, but the technician on the other side said my CD-ROM drive was the culprit. I have nothing in my CD-ROM drive, the document is on my computer, what the fuck does that have anything to do with viewing documents. The technician, if that is what he is called, told me to get a new CD-ROM installed or a new computer. Right, that is going to happen. Let say it does happen they take my computer away, odds are I won't get a "loaner" and the original won't be here for months. At the end of our conversation he said to call back if that doesn't fix the problem. Holy begeezus! So really, he didn't have a clue what was going on.

I Am My Father's Son

I wrote this a few weeks ago to my Mom and Dad. With Father's Day approaching, I thought it may( or may not) pertain to others as well. Even if you can't relate to it, it may give you a better glimpse of where I came from.


I have been thinking about Dad a lot lately. Pa is on his way out the door, so to speak. I have been thinking about how I am now in comparison to him.

Yes, I successfully quit smoking for a year and half but now it seems that I started to buy cigarettes again, so I suppose it was a good run wasn't it? We have that in common.

I drink. I drink copious amounts of alcohol. I say it is for the pain, but it doesn't go away. The pain is still there. We have that in common.

I get hurt and usually wait to go to the doctor. My thinking is why waste everyone's time, I might get better. This is usually not the case, I do end up going in and get "scolded" for not coming in earlier. We have that in common.

I joined the Marine Corps. You could say I did it to get away. I have often heard the stories of how his(Dad) brothers couldn't hack it in the Army and he was/is a Marine. We have that in common.

So you could say I know what my fate is, I see Dad, the way he is now and I see where/how I am going to be. I don't want this life of mine to end up that way. I need to start making changes. I want Dad to start some changes. Dad can be quite stubborn. We have that in common.

Not Wanting to Grow Up

I am a walking talking adult. I have responsibilities. I have duties. I have mutual respect for other walking talking adults. I don't care if you are purple or green. One arm or four.

I do want to be a kid again. Even if it is for two minutes on the tail end of my day. Laughter is truly the best medicine. If I can play and laugh and giggle and make fun and get poked back and get tickled and jump up and down and make silly faces and sing a tune and whistle for jest and splash around and build sand castles and maybe even tell a dirty joke, then I know I lived that day.

I don't need other people, I don't need other adults, I don't need kids. I can be "silly" just with me. Sometimes I do make silly faces at what seems like random times, and others view me as odd. Maybe I still have something I can hold on to. Maybe I am, still, a kid inside.

Jupiter -Holst

Trying to find a decent You Tube video was not easy. I played cornet, like smaller trumpet, for years and still play on occasion. Just for all you by request.

RevGals Friday Five: Kodak Moments

1. How important is the "big picture" to you, do you need a glimpse of the possibilities or are you a details person?Work is all details, personal life is possibilities.

2. If the big picture is important to you how do you hold onto it in the nitty gritty details of life?

I make the best of whatever situation I am in at the moment. I make the best out of a worst case scenario.

3. Name a book, poem, psalm, piece of music that transports to to another dimension ( one....what am I thinking....)

Jupiter - Gustov Holst

4.Thinking of physical views, is there somewhere that inspires you, somewhere that you breathe more easily?
In the eyes of a person who sees me as me.

5. A picture opportunity... post one if you can ( or a link to one!)

Two by Two - Cover Formation

Two names you go by:
1) Wyldth1ng
2) Staff Sergeant

Two things you are wearing right now:
1) Olive Drab Tee
2) Reading Glasses

Two of your favorite things:
1) Pinball
2) Strawberries

Two things you want very badly at the moment:
1) Something to go right for a change
2) Acceptance of me being me.

Two favorite pets you have or had:
1) I had a gold fish once, he died like fifty times.
2) Sturgis - German Shepard

Two people you hope will fill this out:
1) DCup
2) Mathman

Two things you did last night:
1) Danced (I am white guy, so keep that in mind.)
2) Sang a little karaoke (Piano Man and Jack & Diane)

Two things you ate last night:
1) Does Captain and Coke count?
2) Chicken Fingers

Two people you last talked to:
1) The Boss (Master Sergeant)
2) A random Marine of whom I corrected his attire.

Two things you are doing tomorrow:
1) Washing my truck
2) Taking Pictures of Future Home for the Insurance Company

Two of farthest trips taken in the last 5 years:
1) Yuma, Arizona to Okinawa, Japan (3 round trips)
2) Jacksonville, North Carolina to Al Asad, Iraq (2 round trips)

Two favorite holidays:
1) Marine Corps Birthday (November 10th)
2) I would say my birthday but I don't like the fact the number keeps getting bigger. (October 22nd)

Two favorite beverages:
1) Dr. Pepper
2) Captain and Coke

Green Backs

I don't know if anyone has noticed but the interest rates have gone up across the board. In this area the lowest mortgage rate as of yesterday was 6.3%. I am getting a 6.0% on my home I am purchasing, but had I applied two weeks earlier I probably could have gotten one around 5.3%. So in the big picture what does that mean? It means that I will if I keep the loan for its life I am looking at about sixty-five thousand dollar difference. That is a lot.
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On other news, my TSP (Thrift Savings Plan) which in a way is my retirement savings, took a big hit this last quarter and my gains equated to about 3%. That is pretty crappy. I did some moving around (with my money) and this next quarter I hoping for a minimum of a increase of 6%. Last year all my investments, gained an average of 8%. So overall, I am on track. (My goal is to not have to work after the age of 50.) I wish I would have started investing when I was 20, but we all know how that goes. (Originally, my goal was 45. I was aiming too unrealistically.)



This is actually the second year in a row where our (military) money is worth less. We, in theory, were supposed to have an inflation increase every year above the inflation for six years to "catch up" with the rest of the civilized world and it was extended for four more. This was Congress' fault last year and it was the President's this year. Don't get me wrong, I make decent money now, but it took me ten years to get there. If I was married and had kids, I would be struggling and probably would have to have a second or third income.

Music in my Head, Part II

Too Sick to Pray(Song Title) - Alabama3(Band Name)

I'm in a lonely room
Hank Williams sings the Lovesick Blues
Winter's walking up the avenue
And I ain't seen the sunshine since the 6th of June
But I tell you this

Chorus:
Don't call the doctor, I'm gonna get better
Don't run for the priest, I'm gonna find some faith
Just because I burned my bible baby
It don't mean, I'm too sick to pray

I'm in a crowded place
But I can't recognize a single face
They say the thrill is in the chase
Well I ain't got the legs, ain't got the legs

To run that race

But I tell you this

Chorus:

Don't call the doctor, I'm gonna get better
Don't run for the priest, I'm gonna find some faith
Just because I burned my bible baby
It don't mean, I'm too sick to pray

They say I made my money messing up young minds

I stooped the congregation and left them crying in the rain
Yea left them with their pain
Exit your boy with his ill-got left them crying in the rain
Yea left them with their pain
Exit your boy with his ill-got pain
Exit your boy with his ill-gotten gains

Well the blood runs deep and the blood runs cold

As the knife slits so another sucker is born and thrown into this world alone
The doctor came knocking, wasn't nobody home
Better burn a candle light

Rap

Ease The Pain

Repeat Chorus

The doctor came knocking, wasn't nobody home

Ease the pain
Gotta find some faith

Repeat chorus

Better burn the candle bright

Rap

Ease The Pain

Dreams, Part II

I have been trying something different to sleep. A friend has given me a copy of listening MP3s by Brian L. Weiss, MD. It is the relaxation type stuff. It has been working so far, I am on day 2 of my week test to see how it goes. I still haven't had a dream that I remember as of yet, but I am early in the week. Maybe tonight will be my lucky night.

Childhood Favorites, Part V

When I was a little bigger than a breadbox, this tune would use a whole quarter to play.


(25 cents for two songs on a jukeboxes that played 45s. This was both sides of the 45.)

Having Good Friends

It is a good thing I have some friends. Last night I almost was in a bar fight. I would love to tell you all that I have never been in one,but reality and fantasy are two different things.

How it was started: I was having a conversation with one of my friends that bartends at another bar and was talking about how this town has interesting characters in it, she had recently moved here from Maryland. The reason the subject came up was there was a very drunk man hitting on her earlier and she didn't want any of it. This other fellow who was drunk, took what I said and thought it was some sort of insult on his family. He also was not in the conversation. I really don't know where he was at the time of it.

My friend goes off to go dance and this guy comes up from behind me and jabs me in the ribs and threatens me. He told me how he was going to dispose of my body and how I had better watch myself. I as politely as possible, knowing I had a few drinks, did not want to get in a fight. Potentiality that is grounds for dismissal from the Corps while state-side, fights while drinking.

At some point, two of my friends butted in between us and eventually escorted this guy away. One of them says to me later, that he heard me asking the drunk if he was threatening me and knew it was starting to get bad.

RevGals Friday Five: Garage Sales

1) Are you a garage saler?
Sometimes if the mood strikes me right.

2) If so, are you an immediate buyer or a risk taker who comes back later when prices are lower?
I haggle.

3) Seriously, if you're not a garage saler, you are probably not going to want to play this one.
(That wasn't really #3.)
3) This is the real #3: What's the best treasure you've found at a yard or garage sale?
Glass beer stein boot for quarter

4)If you've done one yourself, at church or at home, was it worth the effort?
Not really, but my garbage was someone else's wealth.

5) Can you bring yourself to haggle?
It is a sport.

May 300th Comment

Mel gave me my 300th comment of the month, congratulations!

You are now entitled to my virtual collection of three horned dragon wing bats!

God, Part III

(If you do a search for the second post you will not find it here. So don't bother looking.)

Being the well rounded individual that I am, I wonder at today and yesterday. This wonder is what we have done.

According to Ms. Winfrey, the mere conscious is God. To her there is nothing after here, which to her credit might be true since she makes a lot of money here. Why have a sin of greed, let's just get rid of that, then it won't be sinful to be rich. I will be honest with you all, I don't like her and her preachings; the cult she has made or the money machine she generated with it.

Then you have those who have decided to replace it all with a machine that has a meter on it like a Geiger counter. I have been exposed by enough radiation to know that this crap is for the loonies.

I could easily go on with more examples of lunacy and cult-like activities, but why?

It seems to be the hip thing to do lately, really. Let's replace God with stuff. Okay, so for the next twenty minutes all my advice is going to come from an iPod.

That was fun wasn't it?

I am still searching with my spirit. I don't know what I want to follow. I do know what not to follow.

When someone came up with the seven deadly sins, I think maybe they came up with this list for a reason. I mean look at what they are:

Lust - okay so with out this one the porn industry would be out of business and we know how good business is.

Gluttony - Do these jeans make me look fat? If you asking the question you probably are.

Greed - I think I all ready covered this one.

Sloth - I am sorry but sometimes it is easier to push the buttons on the TV set than finding the remote.

Wrath - You would think I would know a lot about this one, not the case. There are others much better at it than I.

Envy - I don't anyone with out this, I am one of them. I envy goodwill and happiness.

Pride - This is one of my worst and low and behold it is considered the worst. I just can't stop.

So there you have it. I am still searching for something else. These "sins" are called that for a reason and I can find fault in myself with them, but I am working on it.

Oath of Enlistment

I, (NAME), do solemnly swear (or affirm)
that I will support and defend
the Constitution of the United States
against all enemies,
foreign and domestic;
that I will bear true faith
and allegiance to the same;
and that I will obey
the orders of the President of the United States
and the orders of the officers appointed over me,
according to regulations
and the Uniform Code of Military Justice.
So help me God.

Acronyms - Pet Peeve # 316

I may be a dumb man, but I am not stupid. It irritates me immensely when people use acronyms to express their feelings or use it to express themselves in a conversations. While I know that I use a blogstones at times, this is not an acronym. It is a symbol. When communicating with any sort, they use crap like LOL, LMAO or SASMF; I tend to believe that the individual still hasn't passed the eighth grade. Well, I did.

In the military, there are many acronyms for just about any job and it differs tremendously on occupation. Out of habit more now than anything else, I will use the words in everyday conversation unless said acronym is an accepted form by all parties.

Most people(in my experience) that use this type method to converse, instead of typing it all out, also seem to not understand basic sentence structure. "Noun - verb idea." If using an action verb there must be something doing the action. And guess what, a whole sentence cannot be all prepositions. It just cannot. Sorry to disappoint you all on that one. The point I am trying to make here is, if you are trying to impress me don't speak (type) outside of your grade level. Let me know if you flunked out of high school, so that I will use small one syllable words. I have no problem if you were a child left behind, let me know and I will help you fill out that (insert no education required employer here) application.

Childhood Favorites, Part IV

I just could not get this tune out of my head this weekend.

Childhood Favorites, Part Friday

The intro (in my mind) is one the best ever. So in lieu of not doing a Friday Five, enjoy.

Popular Posts by General Public

This is another installment of the non-topic posts. Probably, the last one for awhile. The following are the most viewed and or linked to posts on my site since the beginning of the year.

Updating Pictures
February 12

Middle Name Meme
March 26

Rainy Day
April 5

Pet Peeve #23
May 8

The Poll to the Right
May 15

Coming Home - Surprises
February 3

Coming Home - The Transition
February 4

Fun with Navy Medicine, Part Seven A
February 4

Fun with Navy Medicine, Part Seven, Subsection A
February 5

Vacation Winter ' 08
February 5

Fun with Navy Medicine, Part XIII

Today was a pinnacle point in my situation(re-evaluation). I received an injection to my joint in my wrist which the needle was two and half inches long and my wrist is about an inch and half thick. We learned I do not have a joint problem and it is ligament and/or tendon damage. This is separate from my thumb which we have known all along it was tendon damage. My thumb is now my (and the Navy's) secondary concern, but still a concern none the less. I have a new (temporary) splint for the long weekend that supports my wrist more and gives me more freedom with my thumb. After Decoration Day, I will be going back to Occupational Therapy to concentrate on my wrist and drop the pain levels. I am making progress and the doctor is confident that returning back to full duty will be a reality.

Childhood Favorite, Part II

NOTE: This is from Leader of the Banned and may not be suitable for young minds.

Post 600

Going with the current theme of non-topic posts, this is a display of the most common ISP(Internet Service Providers) that come visit me.

1) Road Runner Holdco Llc
2) Earthlink Inc
3) Charter Communications
4) Comcast Cable Communications Inc
5) Verizon Internet Services Inc
6) New York Life Insurance Company
7) Covad Communications Co
7) Qwest Communications Corporation
8) Marshfield Medical Research & Education Foundation
8) Pppox Pool Rback37.snfcca
9) Xo Communications
9) Grande Communications Networks Inc
9) Insight Communications Company L.p
10) Stentor National Integrated Communications Network
10) Hughes Network Systems

11) Embarq Corporation
11) Elca
11) Oregon Health & Science University
11) Simple Pc.net
12) Comcast Cable Communications Holdings Inc
12) Wideopenwest Michigan
12) Connecting Point Computers
12) Bellsouth.net Inc
12) Prairiewave Static Host Assignment
13) Level 3 Communications Inc
13) Google Inc
13) Thunder Bay Telephone
13) Service Provider Corporation
13) Nctc
13) Pppox Pool - Rback5 Emhril
13) Hale County Cscd
13) Central Scott Telephone
13) Taylor & Francis Inc
13) Pcs Broadband Llc
13) University Of Arkansas For Medical Sciences
13) Special Design Products

Childhood Favorite

Blog Roll Amnesty Redux, Part II

It seems as of late there has been a few blogmeisters that have republished their blog roll and have given me link love. Being the jolly fellow that I am I wish to reciprocate with everything but the kitchen sink.

The following are the Masters of the Blogworld each in their own mind(and blogverse):

Zaius Nation
You've Really Got to Love Your People*
Yearning For God*
Work in Progress*
When Will I Use This?
We Do It Too*
Ton-Fifty-ONE
The Warped Mind of Ron
The Village Carpenter
The Glamorous Life of a Hausfrau
Suzi Riot
Sharing a Journey*
Seeking Authentic Voice*
Rogue Gunner
RevGalBlogPals*
Random thoughts and Acts of Stupidty
Random Laundry
Presbyterian Gal*
Presbyfruit
Post Secret
Possible Water*
PoliTits
No Smoking in the Skull Cave
My Saturday Evening Post
Mock, Paper, Scissors
MilBlogs
Meaning and Authenticity*
Magdalene's Musings*
Lost in Lima Ohio, A True Crime Blog
LadyBurg*
Jonestown
Jeans, Flops, and Jesus*
Inner Dorothy*
Identity Mixed
I, Splotchy
Hot Cup Lutheran*
Growing Where I'm Planted*
Freida Bee
FranIAm
Faith in Community*
distributorcap NY
Crummy Church Signs**
Cheesehead in Paradise*
Blonde Sagacity
Bits and Odd Pieces of Mindy's Kingdom
Beyond Assumptions
Aunt Dahlia
all the way from oy to vey

Happy Thoughts, Part II

I saw a sparkle yesterday. They have seemed so rare as of late. Sparkles always make me happy. Part of being "the classic dumb male" has always given way to shiny objects.

RevGals Friday Five: Grand Tour

Name five places that fall into the following categories:

1) Favorite Destination -- someplace you've visited once or often and would gladly go again
Valletta, Malta

2) Unfavorite Destination -- someplace you wish you had never been (and why)
Jackson County, Ohio -Hwy 35
For some darn reason, I get pulled over for speeding every time.

3) Fantasy Destination -- someplace to visit if cost and/or time did not matter
Disney World, TomorrowLand, Opening day.

4) Fictional Destination -- someplace from a book or movie or other art or media form you would love to visit, although it exists only in imagination
Battle School (Ender's Game)

5) Funny Destination -- the funniest place name you've ever visited or want to visit
Spread Eagle, Wisconsin

The Poll to the Right

The poll on my sidebar, which I added yesterday, is quite simple really.

I operate a website http://www.wyldth1ng.com/ and it costs me money, unlike this site. I have been operating it since 1997 and it does have some nostalgic pizazz to it, but I am willing to file it in the circular cabinet.

We could say it was a fun run and that be it, even though this site of mine average about a thousand hits a day. However, depending on your(the reader) reaction, will determine its fate.

The poll closes at the end of the month.

Another Splotchy Virus

I have been tagged due to my own demise by FranIAm. Below the story begins:

I had been shuffling around the house for a few hours and already felt tired. The doorbell rang. I opened the front door and saw a figure striding away from the house, quickly and purposefully. I looked down and saw a bulky envelope. I picked it up. The handwriting was smudged and cramped, and I could only make out a few words."(Splotchy)

Despite the throbbing pain in my knees and the dull ache in my lower back, I bent down slowly and picked up the envelope...
Oh no. It did not say this, did it?
Oh yes, it did. It did.
The handwriting was familiar in a way that inspired a cold sweat and a bout of nausea. It was the penmanship of my former husband. You know - the one that was presumed dead.
He disappeared in a suspicious blogging related accident a number of years ago and was never heard from again. I was devastated. I had hated the blog, loathed the thing. What began as a hobby that took but a few minutes a day had morphed into an addiction, the proportions of which could not be measured. It was pure evil.
The blog turned into a cruel and demanding mistress and her siren song was more than I could compete with. One day he left for an evening event, never to return again.
All fingers pointed to one blogger, but I could never get the charges to stick. That one is slick- slick, slick, slick. He can talk a good game and write like nobody's business. But there is something about him, it just is not right.
So my husband was gone, that other one kept blogging and I had to rebuild my life, which I did.
So I finally had the bastard declared dead.
And now this. (FranIam)

Suddenly the phone rang, and I felt like I was ten inches tall and eerie music was playing in the background. I went to pick up the phone and the music stopped.
"Hello?"
Dial tone, no one was there. I glanced back to the door, and there he was. He rushed me and rose his hand and...

Suddenly the phone rang and I just had that "black cat, Friday the 13th" kind of feeling. I looked out into the world. No one, no one was about. I closed and locked the door and went to answer the phone.
"Hello?"
Dial tone, no one was there. I glanced back at the door and it was locked.

I directed my attention to the envelope, abruptly, I heard a knock at the door.(Wyldth1ng)

~
As much as I would love to tag everyone, I tag the following:
PoliTits
Yearning For God*
Random Laundry
Presbyterian Gal*
The Glamorous Life of a Hausfrau

Sticker Rant

I was cut off today in traffic by Sport Utility Vehicle, that had car seats in the back seat, soccer ball magnet on the back and a BLUE sticker on the windshield. I probably would have filed this one away had the "missus" not been talking on her cellular phone while looking the opposite way that she was turning and driving.

Just because the sticker is blue, does not give that vehicle the right of way.

End of Story.

~~~
UPDATE- Officers have blue DoD stickers, Enlisted have red DoD stickers.
~~~
UPDATE- I wasn't on base.

Happy Thoughts

My last "treatment" is tomorrow at Occupational Therapy.

I haven't taken a pain killer for three days. (Or alcohol for two.)

My Mom and I talked on Sunday.

There are still flaming sword carrying banshees guarding the streets of my imaginary plane.

My real estate agent and I talked and progress ever so little seems to be happening to my favor.

Old Me vs. New Me

I have to tell you all, I really don't like the new me. I didn't like the old me either, but I didn't know any better and it was due to many years of time. The new me has added a letter, like before I was an XL and now I am an XLT, but has less options than before. I may be better for the long haul but the ride just seems to be a bit bouncy and there is no adjustable head rest. This new color scheme seems to get dirty more often and the fill-ups seem to be closer together. For some darn reason, I didn't get the warranty, that was a mistake, all sorts of little things have been happening and the repair cost is pretty evil. With the old me you could guarantee at least one down workday and two weekends a month, the new me seems much more sporadic. It make it hard for planning. The old one had a garage and the new has one, kind of, but I haven't seen it yet.

The Slip Under the Door Meme

Katie Schwartz tagged me in the most sneaky way imaginable, she told me.



Ten Years Ago what was I doing?

The year of Nineteen Hundred and Ninety-Eight, I was in the Marine Corps. Holy Shit! And I was here at MCAS New River, but was going to school. I was changing jobs from a jet electrician to a helo electrician. Yeah, I was pulling the wool over Uncle Sam's eyes that year.


Five Things on Today's "To Do" List

Go to Occupational therapy. Check

Go to post office. Check

Go to commissary. Check

Go to work. Check

Go to sleep and dream. Half check.

If I were a Billionaire

I believe I did a post about what I would do if I was a millionaire, so let's assume that what ever I was going to do for that piddly amount of money, I satisfied it.

I think the only rational thing to do after that, would be to attach lasers on dolphins and let them rule the world for a while.

Three Bad Habits

If in a bar and there is a lot of smoke, I will subconsciously ask to a smoke a cigarette, thinking I am still a smoker( then later I will get sick from the smoke smell).

I basically can not remember any one's name longer than about thirty seconds, if I see you again and call you by your first name, odds are I imagined you naked in some sort sex-themed love park.

I drink copious amounts of alcohol to rid myself of the pain.

Five Places I've Lived

Milwaukee, Wisconsin

USS Nassau, USS Saipan, USS Guam, USS Wasp

Futenma, Okinawa, Japan

Millington, Tennessee

Yuma, Arizona

Five Jobs I've Had

This is by far is the hardest one. I have been in the Marines for more than a decade now, that alone should count as five jobs.

1-Waiter/Maître d'
2-Bartender
3-Auto-Barrel Operator (Plating factory)
4-Post Hole Drilling & Fences (ha ha, not funny.)
5-Librarian - Aide Technician (I don't have a degree, so I think they added the technician part to make me feel special.)

Working On the Weekend

While there are times when being the military it seems when state-side we have lots of time off. We are also salary workers. Which is why I am at work today. The actual item that brought me in, it seems from my point of view, shouldn't have responded me to come in. (That probably doesn't make sense.) Because of my job and title, some people feel the need to talk to me. It usually doesn't solve anything and the resulting call that I have to make could have been done by the guy who called me. Well, it didn't turn out that way so here I am, at work.

As soon as it looks like this issue gets resolved I am definitely going for a beer.

RevGals Friday Five: Gifts of the Spirit

Have you or anyone you know

1. ...ever experienced a prophesy (vision or dream) that came true?

Sadly, when I do dream I usually dream of things to come.

2. ...dreamed of a stranger, then actually met them later?

Repeat of number one.

3. ...seen a wonder in heaven? (including UFO's)

I have seen(and with others) items that are hard to explain scientifically in the night skies.

4. ...seen a "sign" on the earth?

I am not sure how to answer this question.

5. ...experienced knowledge of another language without ever having studied it?

No, not that I am aware.

Wacky Searches on My Blog, Part II

When people decide to do a web search and they wind up here, it always intrigues me. Here is a list of the most popular ways to find me:

1) wyldth1ng (Seems like a no-brainer)

2) cerveza bitte

3) nautical / salty language (Again, seems like a no-brainer)

4) al asad, al asad 2008

5) mserve@ samsclub.com (This is from a post I did about crappy customer service.)

6) usmc collateral duty inspector, mals-29, cdi stamp, marine corps, homecoming

7) flag etiquette on rainy days (combo search lands mulitple posts)

8) fy 2007 approved selections to staff sergeant (this was a happy day)

9) stop smoking day 5, quitting smoking day five (Apparently, I am not the only one who had a hard day five)

10) sergeants course, sgt's course ( one of the many schools I did to get promoted)

11) stripclubs in jacksonville north carolina (I mentioned it once and people stop by daily to read it)

12) one day, the villagers came with torches to the house (from one of those silly quizzes)

13) meaning of asterisk (it is a good thing I wrote about this, I have a monopoly on it)

14) valders journal (I still haven't figured out why they don't have a website)

15) side effects of wyld, side effects of wyld men (this is a learning process)

16) bad driving japan (it wasn't me, I swear)

17) wyld papa smurf

18) love for a marine quotes

19) norman rockwell homecoming, homecoming marine rockwell

20) alpha males

Pet Peeve #23

It just irks to me to no end when someone inappropriately uses an "s" at the end of their word or words when speaking. Are there any adults that fucking graduate high school anymore?

There are several words in the English language that are already plural with the addition of certain words preceding it.

Every

Some

Any

There is no need to add a fucking "s" at the end of the word that is already plural.

So quit fucking doing it!

If you happen to be talking to me and I slap the back of your head for being a dumb ass, know now you have been forewarned.

All the Above

Not really, but that makes for a good title.

Here is the funny part of the day, I was told that I come off as a chipper young lad.

Let that soak in for a moment.

Okay, that person doesn't really know crap. And who the fuck uses the word "chipper"?

Wacky.

(I guess I should be happy, they did say "young.")

Alpha Males Running Rampant

Wouldn't you know it, the first thing I did when I got to the head doctors office is get into a "who's dick is bigger" contest.

I was immediately pissed off at this point in time. Then the HM1 a the front desk said this schmuck would be part of my evaluation. I then promptly said fuck you, and my afternoon went way better after that.

Needless to say, they did some switching around and I did my evaluation with some other people. I have to call back tomorrow with my decision to do:

a) nothing.

b) see a counselor off the books. (Requires extra driving on my part.)

c) see a licensed clinical practitioner either:

i) on base, on the record. (Able to give Meds.)

ii) off base, on the record. (Able to give Meds.)

iii)off base, off the record. ( Kind of a big shoulder, but closer to home.)

Who knew I would have all these decisions to make?

Head Doctor

Four out of five people I talked to today when I mentioned I was going to see a head doctor automatically assumed it was a neurologist.

Nine out of ten people on the internet or via email thought I was going to see a psychologist.

People, Places and Things

My interaction with people as of late, has been marginal at best. I am starting to get back into my bad habits; not necessarily because I want to, but because it is easy.
The house that I am in a contract for has at least two more weeks of repairs, which in turn means I have at least two weeks more with the rental situation.
The doctors have given me a prescription of Celebrex, does nothing for the pain, stops me from taking aspirin, and have AmbienCR which helps me sleep in four hour blocks.

The goods news is


I am seeing a head doctor tomorrow?

Lazy Sunday

Not much going on today. Don't feel like doing anything.

See you all tomorrow.

RevGals Friday Five: Wait and Pray

Prayer is a joy to some of us, and a chore to others, waiting likewise can be filled with anticipation or anxiety....

So how do you wait and pray?

1. How do you pray best, alone or with others?
I rely on the prayer of others.

2. Do you enjoy the discipline of waiting, is it a time of anticipation or anxiety?
I hope it will come to me when I need it most.

3. Is there a time when you have waited upon God for a specific promise?
Yes

4. Do you prefer stillness or action?
You could think of me like an action hero. But not plastic.

5. If ( and this is slightly tongue in cheek) you were promised one gift spiritual or otherwise what would you choose to recieve?
Hindsight

Adolescence

While it seems from time to time that I rant about things that seem like childish behavior, it is no different from the many rants about whatever floats people boat for that day. It could be:

Politics

Religion

Work

Sex

Almost every discussion on the internet revolves around those magic four topics. There are few exceptions.

In my previous post, I did not call anyone names. I did not throw sticks and I did not throw a single rock. But the outrage of naming a few websites warranted 14 lengthy comments and the post before that, which was really the important one to me, got 9.

I would like to believe that I am a pretty good human when it comes to my adolescence.

I have my flaws. I have my personal guilt. I am not better than you.

I am me.

My Opinions Don't Matter, Part II

It just pisses me off when I try to comment on these blogs and my comments don't show up.

Here is link love to websites that tick me the fuck off, regularly:

American Street

Jonestown

Mock, Paper, Scissors

At first I thought it was because they are wordpress blogs, there are others that I can write up comments and it posts. So I am thinking that as much as a masochist I seem to be by going to these places anyway, I may have to stop going there.

I will let you all decide for me, give me a:

Yea! = keep visiting

Nay! = drop the dead weight

Which ever tally is higher by next week this time, I will go with it.

It is the democratic way.

Dreams

I haven't had a dream in a long long time. My favorite dreams include large bountiful breasts that are silky soft against my head and body. Has not been the case as of late. I have been sleeping in a very irregular pattern. I sleep for at most three hours at time and it usually from exhaustion. I was supposed to get AmbienCR, which is a sleep aid, but the paperwork shuffle is delaying that. I once had a dream where I swear I could feel the heart of another as it put me in a deeper sleep. Crazy as it may sound but up until I was hurt, my best sleep and dreams were the ten months before it while in Al Asad. The medications(drugs) that I took initially for this ailment gave me very vivid dreams with bright colors, but the side effect was hallucinations while awake that sometimes made life a little confusing. Now, the drugs I take do not help me sleep and the pain won't help me out either. There have been a few days that I cannot tell when I am awake. I am not trying to scare you. I am not looking for pity or grief. I am telling you how it is. I long for a dream, any dream.

Have you ever wondered?

Have you ever wondered why the flag of the United States of America is folded 13 times when it is lowered or when it is folded and handed to the widow at the burial of a veteran? Here is the meaning of each of those folds and what it means:

The first fold of our flag is a symbol of life.

The second fold is a symbol of our belief in eternal life.

The third fold is made in honor and remembrance of the veterans departing our ranks who gave a portion of their lives for the defense of our country to attain peace throughout the world.

The fourth fold represents our weaker nature, for as American citizens trusting in God, it is to Him we turn in times of peace as well as in time of war for His divine guidance.

The fifth fold is a tribute to our country, for in the words of Stephen Decatur, "Our Country, in dealing with other countries may she always be right; but it is still our country, right or wrong."

The sixth fold is for where our hearts lie. It is with our heart that we pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States Of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with Liberty and Justice for all.

The seventh fold is a tribute to our Armed Forces, for it is through the Armed Forces that we protect our country and our flag against all her enemies, whether they be found within or without the boundaries of our republic.

The eighth fold is a tribute to the one who entered into the valley of the shadow of death, that we might see the light of day, and to honor mother, for whom it flies on Mother's Day.

The ninth fold is a tribute to womanhood; for it has been through their faith, their love, loyalty and devotion that the character of the men and women who have made this country great has been molded.

The tenth fold is a tribute to the father, for he, too, has given his sons and daughters for the defense of our country since they were first born.

The eleventh fold, in the eyes of a Hebrew citizen represents the lower portion of the seal of King David and King Solomon, and glorifies in their eyes, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.

The twelfth fold, in the eyes of a Christian citizen, represents an emblem of eternity and glorifies, in their eyes, God the Father, the Son, and Holy Spirit.

When the flag is completely folded, the stars are uppermost reminding us of our nation's motto, "In God We Trust".

After the flag is completely folded and tucked in, it takes on the appearance of a cocked hat, ever reminding us of the soldiers who served under General George Washington, and the sailors and Marines who served under Captain John Paul Jones, who were followed by their comrades and shipmates in the Armed Forces of the United States, preserving for us the rights, privileges, and freedoms we enjoy today.

The next time you see a flag ceremony honoring someone that has served our country, either in the Armed Forces or in our civilian services such as the Police Force or Fire Department, keep in mind all the important reasons behind each and every movement.

They have paid the ultimate sacrifice for all of us by honoring our flag and our Country.

~~Author Unknown~~

Last Week's : Where Did they Come From

Where Did they Come From?

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www.blogger.com/profile/09376092948526809123

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www.google.com/search?hl=en&q=wyldth1ng

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villagecarpenter.blogspot.com/

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godincidences.blogspot.com/

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yearningforgod.blogspot.com/

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warpedmindofron.com/

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cheeseheadsotherblog.blogspot.com/

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auntdahlia.blogspot.com/

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daswede.blogspot.com/

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www.bloglines.com/myblogs_display?sub=64313307&site=14118996

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jeansflopsandjesus.blogspot.com/

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seekingauthenticvoice.blogspot.com/2007/12/gratitude-reflection-day-20.html

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ladyburg.typepad.com/ladyburg/

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www.google.com/reader/view/?tab=my

Thank all of you that send readers my way.

Rainy Day, Part II

I really could write a part four hundred and twenty two on the rain season here. How does that phrase go, something like April showers bring May flowers. Well, it should be April showers bring fucking humidity.

I am so glad I put RainX on my windshield this weekend. The difference that makes is like buying a box of Freedom and get it. Always with wings lets you fly. Or maybe I have no fucking clue what I am talking about since I am cooped inside from the fucking rain.

A few years(okay it was a decade) ago I was stationed at Cherry Point and you could literally set your watch to the rain. Here you can't do that but you could easily put your money on the PASS line.

Okay, I am done.

Visiting

This weekend I visited RevAnne and her husband. They are located about an hour and half away from me and Saturday was a good day to take a drive. Again, I have no pictures to share. I had a good time and will have to look into going back again some other time.

Also, today I met with friend that I haven't seen in eight years. Now, that is just wacky. I thought it was longer but was immediately corrected. Her kids happen to be my God-kids. Which is grand in itself.