Monday, May 31, 2004

Home On The Range Part.......IV???

I don't know which home on the range this is. Oh well.

We made it home and the trailer is up on base just waiting for July 4th. Boy, do I have the camping bug now! WOO WOO!

I got off of work over 3 hours early on Fri because they were expecting winds to "delay" getting home so they figured it was better to get everyone out early rather than 2-4 hours late! So, we were able to get on the road early which allowed us to get to camp and set up while it was still sunny out. Good stuff. We did a few hikes and just generally relaxed.

On Sat we deciced to go out and find some geocaches outside the park so we all piled in the truck along with Tahoe (in the back). After some good off roading we found where they were located and set out hiking to find them. Two of the caches were just okay but the hike to the third one was great. We also discovered that Tahoe must have been a mountain goat in a previous life! He was running all over the desert like a wild dog...up and down the steep rocks! When we found the cache he was worn out so he decided to lay down and take in the view. Tahoe plopped down right on the edge of a cliff with his snout hanging over the edge! The drop was at least 50 feet straight down and there is my dog just chilling and taking in the scenery...too funny.

For most of the weekend we just relaxed and visited with Chris, Aimee, Brooklyn and Walker. The weather couldn't have been better and the fires couldn't have smelled better. Yes, folks, the outdoors pretty much rocks balls.

ST out.

Sunday, May 30, 2004

Better now

I am better now. I got some sleep and at least have calmed down. I will explain sometime later why I was pissed, but not right now.

Later

DAMN

Fuck this place, fuck all the people here. I have six fucking months left and I am tired of the bullshit.

By the way... Mungo... it is Mookie... not Moe. not related to to the rest of the topic.
Fuck OSAN and fuck its existance.

Saturday, May 29, 2004

Fast Times as Osan High

I wish there was actually shit to blog. I will think of shit as I go I guess.

I have softball practice in about 2 hours. Sunday morning, 9 am. I picked this time since it is the least likely to have people using the field. I have actually been waiting for it. I like to play.

Went out the past couple nights. Primarily just shooting pool, since there ain't a whole hell lot else to do. I am getting good. Oldfart is still better than me, and will be for a long time, but I am definately better than I was 6 months ago. I get beat by other people mainly because I fuck up, not because they are better.

We have gotten a fan basis while we play now. There are these Phillipino chicks that have begun to enjoy watching us play. Distracting as hell because a couple of them are pretty cute. This is saying a lot since I am not a huge fan of most Phillipino chicks. But these ones do not hurt the eyes to look at.

I talked to Elena last night. That went pretty well. She is doing alright, not great, but alright. I miss the hell out of her. Almost as much as I miss L and my bro's.

I wonder if ST is wearing that gay ass yellow special olympics shirt saying "It's Memorial Day."? He is probably having a blast right now. I wish I were there to enjoy the festivities.

Mungo should be having a good time too right now. He probably hooked up with some chick that he met at Koots and then went "Hey Hillary, this is Jenny, Oh, I'm sorry, is this your best friend?" he he he...

We went to some "Memorial Day Bash" yesterday. It sucked. Oldshit and I worked at a stand for about 30 minutes, then wandered around aimlessly for a few minutes and then bailed. They had live music, but it blew goat nuts. Some chick wearing MC Hammer pants with a couple others mixed in. There was an actual band there that sounded pretty good for the 2 minutes that we heard of them while we were waiting for the free round trip tickets to the US drawing. Neither one of us won.

Time to go drink more coffee and fuck around for a while.

Dueces

Eddie

Thursday, May 27, 2004

Fare thee well...

Okay slobs, I am blogging for the last time until Mon night. Unlike Mungo, who said he wasn't blogging for two weeks, I won't be near a computer. NO BLOGGY HERE!

We have all the camping hook ups. Steaks one night, smores and all the other goodies. I will be trying a new camping treat...pies. Usually, you get a pie iron (like an iron square clam shell with long handles) then you place a piece of bread on one side. Next, you put some pie filling on the bread and top it with the other piece of bread. Close the iron, cut off any edges hanging out and cook over the fire. Well, I am going to use some big ole butter flavored biscuits instead of bread...mmmmm, good.

We are even taking Tahoe with us on this trip. He has been to Zion once before and was well behaved so he gets to go again. He will also go on some 4x4 trails outside the park with us to find some geocaches. I think Mungo would LOVE geocaching!!! I know Eddie will when he gets back. I don't think 007 would ever go. Oldfluff might like it too.

The downside to this trip...the weather forecast is predicted up to 40mph winds tomorrow. You want some seat of the pants fun? Pull a 10,000 pound, 11 feet tall and 30 feet long trailer in winds hitting 40mph! Woo Woo...okay no WOO WOO here. It will suck and it will be reality. I will just go slow and become religious really fast as the wind hits the trailer's side and we just change lanes...or end up on the shoulder. That is the fun part...where and when will we move up to 8 feet sideways? Just hope no one is there or that the shoulder is nice and wide! WOO WOO!

I am rambling now. I am dead tired so it is off to the shower with me then to bed...later.

Until Monday,
ST

6am

I was up at 0600 this morning to wash the trailer, roof and all. It gets really dusty sitting in a dirt lot for months at a time. The inside is next.

I am off of work today so I could go to a commander's call this morning. Nice. Now I am off to get the trailer ready to go! All this damn work just so I can go and have some fun! WOO WOO.

Later guys. I will try and blog more later if I'm not too busy. Tommorow I get up at 0300 go to work and get home around 1415 and jump in the truck and go. I am taking Eddie's car to work so I can hook up the truck tonight.

ST out.

Wednesday, May 26, 2004

Oh boy...

Mungo, we want to hear all about your experiences getting ass raped by a bear out in the woods while camping. OK, so maybe just the fun shit you did.

I read the last blog by ST and it put a smile on my face. The reason it did this is because Beck said it made her miss me more. I miss y'all too and I have just over 6 months left. When will our camping trip be?

I hope to hell Elena likes it. Otherwise I will have to blow off yet another wife to go camping with the bro. he he he... I think she will. It is not really like we are roughing it out there.

Oh, Mungo, I got the Morris' confused. The one that is there is Mo not Mookie. Either way, tell him I said hi and get his bitch ass back to work.

Later

Eddie

Days 1 and 2

We were 10 hours late getting in to Anchorage. But we made it. We rented a car (pimpin a white Kia Rio) and we haven't slept yet. Timo, Double O, and Mungo are zombies today... Bubbles is at work. We're headed out to a camp ground in about an hour. Double Bubble gets off work in 30 minutes... making the run down to Cooper's Landing. I'm at Bermudez's hizous, just BSin' until it's time to peace. Haven't even called Hillary yet and we won't be back in town until Friday night.
Lissy is a beautiful little girl and she said my name today, "Momo." So sweet.

Pimpin the Rio,
Mungo

More Blogginz

Sorry I didn't call you back Eddie! I got side tracked at work. Hope all is well with you.

We went and got the trailer today. Walking into it got me in the mood to go camping bigtime! WOO WOO! I am going to be busy getting it ready to go! Beck, said that being in the trailer mader her miss you more. She also said that Elena had better like camping or there is going to be some ass kicking! Okay, so I added the last part of that sentence but she really did say Elena had better like it!

ST out

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

Gotta get a post for Tuesday...

I just couldn't let tuesday go by without a blog on it. Even though it is Wednesday here.

ST called me this morning... I went to sleep about 2 hours prior so I didn't have much of a clue of what was going on. He said he would call me back. Maybe he will, maybe he won't.

Mungo is in AK now, hopefully living it up. WOO WOO for Mungo.

Eddie

Monday, May 24, 2004

Yeah right...

Bubbles has a computer. Mungo will check in sometime during his trip to the great AK. If not then good on him for having fun! Woo Woo!

ST

Out of Mind Reply

I'll be off the computer for two weeks. No phone calls, no e-mail, and sadly, no Blogginz. Timo and I are out of here. Peace out, My Homies.

Mungo

I can't think of a good fucking title for this blog... Fuck it.

Mungo, Tell Mookie I said hi. He knows nothing of my relationship. Keep it that way for right now. Word moves to quickly and I don't feel like completely publicising it to the unit right now. Not that I am ashamed of it in any way, just don't feel like having extra fingers in the potato chips. Whatever the hell that means. Plus, he really liked her.

Have a good time in AK. I wish I could talk to Hillary right now. I know what I would say... Well, actually, I don't know what I would say, but I am sure I could always think of something if the opportunity arrised.

ST, Bummer about the little hog. At least it is not your big hog. Something needs to tow your fat ass around when it is not firmly planted in the F-250 Superduty V-10. Though I appreciate it when we go on camping trips.

I have talked to the Oldman about going on some camping trips when we get back. I think he is in on it for atleast a couple times. His trips will be like mine coming from Mt Hell. We can meet up though and caravan from there. It would be nice if he fucking blogged more too.

Speaking of camping... I have to remember to ask Elena what she thinks of camping. This has not been something that has come up in our conversations yet. Though, the style of camping we do is pretty good, so it shouldn't be too big of a deal. I think it may feel real crowded though in the mornings when we are all waking up and triping over kids. Though we have had quite a few rugrats in there at any given time and it was not bad at all. It just gets bad when there are 10 people inside and you just want to sit back and relax and people just annoy the shit out of you. Though that happens when I am at home and there are more than 5 people that don't live there invading my house for whatever reason. OK, so I just don't like having a shitload of people around.

I am in the middle of my shift. I am on pager right now and have to go back in about 1.5 hours to do changeover. Then I get to come home and go to bed.

Have a fun and safe trip Mungo.

Peace out

Eddie

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Dark Shadows

I agree with you Mike. I don't want to go to AlAskA with any dark shadows. The weather will be bad enough when we get there. I just want to go up and have a good time. Get to chill with Double O for a few days and have a great time hiking and camping. I don't want anything to ruin my trip, especially Hillary. I will be seeing her tomorrow night, though. I just hope we can be good to each other and keep the nasty stuff out.

Kevin Swaidek got to Florida on Saturday. I got to hang out with him, that was cool. Cathy Harcrow is here, Tommy Haycraft is at Hurlbert Field, and Mark Morris is back from Korea. So strange. People coming back like the dead.

E-Peace,
Mungo

Song of the day: Elliot Smith - "Waltz #1"

Sunday, May 23, 2004

No Bloggins On Sunday?

I can't have that! So here it is.

Mungo, I hope you get your brain better soon. Maybe it just needs to go outside to pee or something. Take it for a walk. Hopefully your AK trip will go well and Hillary isn't a dark shadow in your mind the whole trip. Jill will just have to get better with time. It's hard but, unfortunately, it is a crappy part of life. No, that isn't supposed to make you feel better, nothing can right now. Go have fun in AK, she would want that.

So today, no one wanted to blog, huh? Okay, that's cool. I can take up the slack since that is what friends do, right?

Beck and I went and looked at open houses that are for sale around us. Man, the housing market here has gone up about 30% - 40% in just the last year. The national average is about 3% a year. Good news for us. We then tried to find a geocache but didn't have any luck. We will go back there soon and get it. I went for a ride on the quads and now Beck's is having some problems. It just dies while out riding. I think that may be an electrical problem. Off to the shop with them for some tune-ups and any warranty work that needs to be done. Oh well.

I have to get up at 0400 so I am off to bed. Later guys.

ST

Saturday, May 22, 2004

An attachment disorder is a mental and emotional condition which occurs when a child has little or no successful attachment to any one in the first years of life. Without this attachment, children start life with a failure to bond, a natural instinct of humans. This lack of bonding also leads to impairments of the biochemical developments of the brain (Hughes, 1997).

Booze Me Up and Get Me High

I wasn't lying to Hillary the other day when I said I felt less. We spoke for fewer fury. I wasn't trying to form the discussion more simply. I really believe that the distance between us is more real than its been before. I got interested in someone, but keep to in one while if away, when the reality of the relationship came above between us. I selected her in one instant over Melody, when I was forced to make this decision although I'm under no illusions or miss-conceptions in where I stand with her (or where she stands with me). I love her. I miss her. I care about her. I know that this isn't everything I can do or say to make her see me differently. and that's wrong. But I said it because I wanted honesty with Hillary, I'm going see her the in a few days. You now know this much.

I'm fighting as much as I can with bulletin hits.
Jill is still in my head, EACH INDIVIDUAL DAY is fresh. Work keeps worse.

All his circles,
Ned and Mungo and Erik and Ricerick

Song of the Day: Roger Waters - "Good Old Days"

"You wake up in the morning
get somehting for the pot
wonder why the sun makes the rocks feel hot
draw on walls
eat
get laid
back in the good old days
then some damn fool
invents the wheel
listen to the white walls squeel
you spend all day looking for a parking spot
nothing for the heart
nothting pot

forgive me father
for i hv sin
it was either me or him
and a voice said
"benny, you fucked the whole thing up
benny your time is up"

Group therapy

Mungo...

Would you like to discuss with the group why you are so depressed? What led up to your depression? How do you feel about that? Yes...well...How do you think that you can get the upper hand on this depression and overcome it? Good good, keep going...yes..that's good.

Dr. ST

It's Saturday...Can I Get A Woo Woo!

I came back from vacation, worked two days, and now it's the weekend. I work Monday, work Tues and overnight, have all day Wed and Thur off. I will then work on Fri and head out camping Fri afternoon. Why can't all work weeks be like this?

Yep, we are heading out to Zion National Park next Friday and will come home on Monday. I love camping!

Okay, today is Sat. Beck wants to go check out the garage sales around here so I will watch the kid while she goes. Not a bad deal since Beck let's me go ride the quads all the time. I think Ash and I will head out for a walk to Mickey D's for some beffest. I don't know what we are doing with the rest of the day but I am sure that we will figure it out.

ST drooling for some Mc Griddles!

I don't know what you are talking about... I am always passive...

OK so maybe not. Anyway, good on you Mungo for stepping in and being the adult in the situation. Did you ask the chick out again? Take advantage of the situation? he he he...

Yes I think ST and I waould have stepped in relatively quickly. However, there was a time that I was the asshole getting pissed at the waitress. But if she was cute, I just dealt with it and made quick smartass remarks.

On the other hand, this reminds me of a situation at Stoney's Desert Inn (The wanna-be VI of Mt Hell.) Similar thing going on, Lady bitching at a waitress really loudly the waitress tried to calm her down and was being polite. (A rarity at this joint) The lady didn't take the hint. I calmly walked over and asked the lady to calm down and sit or leave. She asked who the fuck I was to be getting into her business and at about that point is when I flashed the badge. She shut-up and sat down being quiet for the rest of the night. Ah, the fun you can have with people when you flash the star. I can't wait to get the fuck out and be a city cop.

Yes ST, I do have a big head. Kinda goes with the territory. Funny thing is, it is totally opposite when it comes to dealing with chicks that are attractive. I usually fuck that up within the first 30 seconds. Ahh well, no biggy. I have a hot one now and that is all that matters on the female front. Unfortunately, she is in another shithole on this planet.

Eddie

Pool and Waffles

Timo and I played a lot of pool tonight. Seriously. A LOT of pool. Then we went to Waffle House where a very angry woman started yelling at the witress. Yelling and yelling. I stood up and approached her and told her maybe she should go home. I said this because the other two employees (senior to the server) said NOTHING. When the angry woman started making threats (I will fucking whip your ass, Cracker! Suck my dick! Suck my daddy's dick! I will kill you bitch!) That's when Timo and I surrounded her and told her to leave until she did. We followed her to the parking lot until her friend took her away. Then we found the nice girl behind the building crying and we talked to her until she calmed down. Her boss came out at one point and Timo and I basically told him he was doing wrong by not stepping in.

I asked this same waitress out last week. I got shot down, but I guess she was greatful to have some friendly faces around her tonight. I think we helped her feel better. But I feel like an ass for not interviening sooner. The woman was insane with anger. I wish Eddie and ST had been there. That would have been interesting. Neither of you two are as passive as I am!

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Friday, May 21, 2004

Big Head

Eddie, you have a big head. I am not saying you don't deserve it, just that you have a big head.

Rock on my brother.

ST

Alrighty then

I will watch my back. But he had better watch his then too. My reputation can carry me a lot further than his.

Thanks for the heads up. I will watch my troops backs too.

To the Hild

Lt Hild is a FUCKING ASSHOLE. That cheesedick mofrappe is a head hunter, he has some kind of twisted distain for jr enlisted troops. He does't give a goddam about people and doesn't care if he randomly shits on them.

Mungo

Blog on my brothers

I read the blog from where I last posted then up. I get confused if I read out of order.

Mungo, women are the devil. Why we still get attatched I don't know, but we do. Bro, you have worked through all of your other relationship difficulties, so I know that you can work through this one too. We are always there to be the sounding board.

On a different note, my team shot a 67 today on the course. We were in second place by one stroke. (I said stroke.) I drove one over 300 yards today. It was actually around 315. I love my new driver. My shots off the tee definately carried us for 75% of the time. Yes I am bragging.

To add to the ego... Lt Hild, (Mungo probably knows him) a new AWO here is talking to another new Lt. (some goofy fucker that looks like the fly from our dorm days.) Anyway, Hild says to the Fly as I am walking by "You can learn a lot from this guy too." I said to him "You haven't even seen me control, have you? But your right" Hild says "No, but other people have told me you are one of the best in the squadron." This is probably a smart move since I can screw him over if I wanted to being his instructor. he he he....

Anyway, golf was good. Hail and Bail after at the squadron was good. Going out tonight. I have had a few beers lately, but am keeping it under control. Oldman has been helping with that. I will probably just have a couple tonight too.

007, good to see you back on here. Sorry about having a bitchy wife. It happens sometimes.

Later peeps,

Eddie

Thursday, May 20, 2004

Notes

Music is playing. Strange weird music. Which is appropriate. I am feeling strange and weird. I'm so depressed that I'm getting really ill. I feel terrible.

Hatred Revisited

So his name is Scott, huh? How did the conversation go and what is the verdict? Sorry to hear that everyone's suspicions were right.

I am sticking to my advice. You need to make yourself happy right now and with you getting out soon you probably shouldn't be getting in any relationships other than friends. You don't want to make things more complicated.

Good luck and keep us informed.

ST

How Do You Read?

How do you guys read the bloggers? I, for instance, open the blog page and immediately scroll down until I find my last post. I then read each post in order going up the page.

How about you?

ST

I Need A Drink...

Someone should have warned me before reading this blog! I would have sat down with a bottle of Captain and some Coke! Eddie, do you feel better now? I understand that you sometimes just have to vent and get it off your chest. I pretty much agree with what you said.

As far as the drifting apart goes, that is a very real possibility. I don't think that it will happen though and the main reason I don't think that it will happen is because of the blog. I am actually addicted to getting on here and seeing what you guys have to say and what is going on with each of you (sort of that voyeuristic thing). More than that, though, is that I really like putting my thoughts into words and saving them for later. You know, like leftovers from a restaurant. I think that you guys are just as addicted and that addiction is what will keep us going. I know that I suck at calling people and rely on the computer for emails and the bloggie. If we stop keeping in touch then it will be a personal decision not to blog anymore or read up on what is happening with the blog. Okay I am starting to ramble.

Mungo, when you threw out the "...I CALL DOUBLE O." comment I was kind of annoyed with you. I got over it pretty fast though (30 seconds or so). You are the best at calling all of us and I respect you enormously for that. It is better than I can do so I see where you are coming from with that comment. The argument to that comment is that the phone works both ways. I can't use that argument though since I don't call either. That is where the blog or even email come in handy. You can blog ANY time of the day when you have a few minutes. No worrying about when the other person is at home, eating dinner, getting freaky...whatever. I guess I am trying to say that I see both sides of the situation but would still like to see 007 on here more sharing so that in 10 years I will be able to look at the book I plan on making and remember. It is going to be like a photo album that you pull out later in life and look at. Read parts here and there or read the whole thing. I hope it comes out like I want it to.

Oldshit, I hope that things are okay with you. From your recent blogs you sound like you aren't in you happy place right now. Discontent would be a good word to describe your bloggies. What is your brain telling you?

Bubble O, I am always glad to see you on here. Yes, we give you a hard time because we love you! That sounds faggish but too bad. We like to hear about what is going on with you. Look at some of our blogs...some of them are just what we ate for dinner and what it looked like on the way out the next day! Just getting on here and throwing your two cents in is always appreciated. How is work going? Wife? Kid? House? Is the summer up there just amazing? Are you looking forward to Mungo coming up so you guys can snuggle? Okay, okay...point made. Oh yeah, don't forget to enable your profile by clicking on your name over on the right side of the page.

Eddie, you know that we will always support you no matter what your decision is. We might give you a hard time but we are supporting you nevertheless.

Okay, is the drama over? Are we happy yet? I am now that I vented. I will make a regular post here in a second.

ST vented

Im Back

Greetings all,

Sorry i have been away for a while, but after reading the blog i have come to a conclusion..... YOU GUYS LOVE ME!!!!

I miss each and every one of yall. I havent been able to get time on the computer since i came back from Barrow. A contractor that works with me at nac doesnt have a car and I have been showing him around because it is summer and all.

Everything is going very well here. Lissy is getting big. she will be 2 on june 9th. i will send a pic to you guys. J is still a pain in the ass, but what can i say. I have been sick for about 4 days now. I believe that it started with my first taste of alergy season. I have never had alergies before, so i dont know what that's all about. and of course about a week ago, i started excercising on a daily basis and cut back on smoking. I think the my body is rebelling.

take it easy and be safe,

Double O

Inspires hatred

I talked to the girl. My newst most hated word is "Scott."

Five Days

In five days I'm flying to AlAskA with my friend, Timo. It is going to be a super vacation. It won't be no Dinny, but I guess the great outdoors of the last frontier will have to suffice.

ST, I'm happy to hear your vacation was a blasto. It would have been nice if I could have made it down there, but alas. The money situation said no. There will be other days. And the other days will come in September. I can't tell you exactly when I'll be able to make it to Vegas. I'll go over it with Doubles when I see him next week. (that's so cool.) and I'll make sure he buys his ticket while I'm up there. No excuses then!!

I played pool myself yesterday. I was supposed to go out with my friend, Kelly. She showed up, but only to tell me she was meeting two other people at a different bar. She asked me to go, but the other bar was too far away and I knew it would be too crowded and noisy. I've been getting ditched a lot lately. I'm getting really sick of it.

Mungo

Song of the Day: Built to Spill - "Else"

Getting frustrated

So here I am, staying up late as hell so I can call back to the fucking east coast so I can try to get some answers on the paperwork hell. Well needless to say, it is beginning to use up a calling card like a mother fucker. OK, so I am exagerating a bit, but I am still frustrated because I keep getting different phone #'s to contact different offices and have to listen to fucking recordings for 10 minutes to get to the office that I think I needed and it really was not what I needed. UGH!!!

Anywho, Mungo, ya know, I appologize that I can not make a phone call to y'all to talk often. That is what the fucking computer is for using yahoo messenger. It is more cost effective for me and I do not use any phone cards. Realize that even when I call y'all that I am still using a phone card even with DSN. It is a 60 min a month phone card that is free, but that can be used up quite quickly. By the way, I am not really sorry.

There is a reason that ST started the blog. This is one of the main ones. We are all in different locations and this is the easiest way to stay in contact with one another. It takes 5 fucking minutes out of your day to jot something down or make a comment about what someone else said or asked. I guess 5 fucking minutes is too much to ask from people every couple days for bro's that mean the world to me and I would do anything possible I could do for them.

Too much to ask? I think fucking not.

Mungo, this was not meant to be a direct attack at you, however, you were the nearest target and the BVR bitchslap had to be made.

OO could take the time to put something down at a minimum of once a week. He is one of my bro's and there is much love for him, but he is a fucking slacker when it comes to this. I still have my thoughts of why he doesn't blog, but fuck, throw that on here or tell you that when he talks to you. She can't be hovering around him 24/7/365 (this year 366.)

I want to know what is going on in y'alls lives or else I wouldn't ask and I wouldn't tell you what is going on in mine. I like to hear about the kids, girlfriends, fuck buddies, whatever, just anything that is going on with you at any given time.

This is when I need y'all the most. I am making a huge decision and am a billion miles away and I need your support. Yes, I have made up my mind and yes I am continuing on with my decision, but I still want you to be part of it.

This is what worries me the most... I have no doubt in my mind that ST and I will continue to talk well past the years from now. I have doubts that I will be talking to Mungo, Oldman, and Bubbles. Here is why:

Bubbles - OO does his own thing (which is cool) but just does not want us to know what the hell is going on most of the time. This I know, because you can all admit we have gotten different pieces of puzzles when we talked to him on the phone. Oh, And J doesn't like me.

Mungo - you have the largest heart of all of us. You follow it blindly though most of the time. This in of itself is not always bad, but your heart goes to people without thinking of yourself first. This will mean making sacrafices for that person so they are the cornerstone. This is not bad either. I think the love of your life should be your cornerstone, but should not completely take you out of your happy place. I really don't know if this will make sense to you since I am wondering if it makes sense to me, but I know where my mind is tracking. Bottom line, Think of yourself first to make you happy, then worry about making others happy. Whatever that decision, so be it.

Oldman - Oldman and I have gotten to be pretty good friends over the past 2 assignments. I consider him a friend that I can trust with almost anything. (sorry about the almost, but life is a bitch) He has helped me through shit when I just needed to get my mind off of the stresses in my life even if it meant pissing his wife off upon occasion because I just needed to get the fuck away from M before I or she made my life a living hell. He is there for me now more than ever, however, you are fixing to retire and where that takes you is not totally certain. More than likely it will be northern TX. TX is good, however, it is a hell of a drive from H-Town when I go to visit there.

ST - ST and I are (in my opinion) closer than brothers. He is closer than anyone in my family and this is by choice. You can't choose your family, and trust me, I would not ask for my family to be any different. They are the most wonderful people in the world (with a few fucknuts mixed in, but I accept them anyway) You do choose your friends. We plan on living in the same area of the country (more than likely the same state.) ST is the one who's approval I value the most of any of us. Including mine at sometimes because I tend to be a bit more rash and he has got the level head most the time. Don't get too much of an ego though, you go nuts at stupid shit sometimes too. His wife actually likes me. Why? I don't know, but she does. This plays an important factor since I know what kind of hell it can be on a marriage when the wife does not like your best friend.

Anyway, I am probably way off where I fucking started from in the first place and I have a tee time in 6.5 hours for a golf tournament.

Bro's this was not meant to rag on anyone, just pointing out what I foresee in the future. Hopefully this does not happen and I sure as hope it does not happen in the next few years. But we have one that is drifting away from the pack that I am not confident will rejoin the formation without us goat-roping his ass.

Just remember... YOU MY DAWGS!!!!

Eddie

Baby Girls

Double O knows you're getting married, Eddie. I told him. Double O's kid, Lizzy, can say "Mungo." Sort of. She can look at pictures of me in a photo album, point at me, and say "Momo." She also knows me voice...because I CALL DOUBLE O.

Peace and Love,
Momo

Wednesday, May 19, 2004

Sir Eddie Stank

Take Eddie's running water away and the man freaks out.

I must agree that 007 doesn't keep in touch in ANY way and that can be very annoying. Oh well so goes life.

ST signing off

PS. That Taco Bell that Beck brought home for lunch is sure putting up a stink! HA HA! Whew...

Ashlee's First Movie

SHREK 2

We just got back from taking Ashlee to see her very first movie in the theater. I think that she was more excited about getting her own popcorn than she was about the movie. She sat through the whole thing and had a great time.

The movie is freaking hilarious! If you liked the first Shrek then this one is even better.

ST out

No fucking water

I wake up this morning (it is yesterday for y'all) and there is no fucking water. The good news is that it is only my dorm that has no water. OK, this is not good news. It sucks monkey balls.

ST, good to hear that your trip went well and Ashlee was good for you. Terrible 2's are fun. Try going through it with a kid like mine though. You have a new respect for fatherhood. Lorelei was pretty good for the most part though. We both have good kids. Must have gotten that from their fathers. No promises on step-kids though, I didn't help to raise her any yet. Juliana sounds like a pretty good kid though. Just a typical 11 yr old.

I wonder what OO's kid is like. I hope she is not like that blood sucking leach of a wife he has.

Does he even know I am getting married? That mutha fucka needs to get his blog on.

Anyway, Fuck it. His loss, not mine.

Peace out

Eddie

Focus

Ford makes a Focus.

Yes, Oldtimer, you should focus. Eddie is a bad influence and one should NEVER take his advice. Okay, his advice is usually good but he just doesn't follow it very often! Then again, I don't follow my advice either...shit...nevermind. Just follow Mungo's advice! There you go. Anytime you need advice, Oldfart, just ask us and we can figure anything out.

Mungo, yes, I agree with the other two. You should make yourself happy on this one. Hillary is just playing games with you even if she doesn't see it. It sounds like having company is the same as dating. A woman will always tell you who she has over visiting unless it is someone that she likes but doesn't want to tell you about it. Date this new woman and see how that goes. New adventures for you.

Eddie will end up getting married in Vegas. Sweet. Let me know when you want to start checking out the honeymoon suites at the hotels.

Beck just walked in with Taco Bell. Later dudes.

ST

Humidity, Bugs and Alligators....Oh My!

HOME! We got home at about 2230 last night. I will give the quickie version of events and will go on side rants when needed. Get in and hang on because this here is the wildest ride in the bloggerness.

Well, I had a ton of crap written out and looked at it....it is only stuff that I would want to read. So, instead, I will just give a summary.

The trip was a friggin blast! WOO WOO all the way baby. Ashlee was great...for a two year old that throws fits when she doesn't get what she wants. No, really, she was very good and she had a wonderful time.

The Shades of Green Resort was just amazingly pretty and still smelled brand new! The View from the room was wonderful as well.

We all had a wonderful time and I think it was one of the best vacations that I have even been on!

It is really nice to be home and back in the swing of things (or at least trying to get back into the swing). For Memorial Day we are going camping at Zion National park with a bunch of folks...should be a good time as well. No Disney, but it will be fun.

There isn't really anything super crazy that I need to blog about. We went to all four parks, Disneyworld, MGM Studios, Wild Animal Kingdom and Epcot Center. We drove to Tampa one day and to Daytona Beach another day. Ashlee has now walked in the Pacific, Atlantic and the Gulf of Mexico...the has the oceans all covered and she is barely two!

Okay, I have to go eat some beffast. Will blog more in a little while.

Oh yeah, Mungo, you have every right to be mad at my ass. I put your number where I wouldn't forget it. When in Fl I tought that I had lost it and searched our luggage for it. On the way home I find it tucked away in my wallet. Sorry dude. I was hoping that you would call but you must have had a busy weekend. Sorry man. Let's firm up when you are going to get over to Vegas! When in Sept?

ST out.

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

Getting Away From Pretty Much Being Away From It All

Mungo's advice related to Kevin's problem: FOCUS, it can be done.

I lost my will to drink so now I'm pissed

How is it possible to lose your will to drink beer? I want to get buzzed (not drunk); just buzzed enough to fill good and forget about the stress in my life. I know that's the wrong reason to drink, so maybe that's why I'm torn. It's a struggle that so far I'm winning, but I don't know how long I can hold out! It makes it even more difficult whEn a certain frienD Doesn't lIkE being bored and drags me downtown and forces me to take in all the eye candy (scantily clad and oh so hot russian chicks). I won't mention any names though :P

Other than that things are blah with shades of gray. I'm outta here...gotta think about drinkin a beer...

I need to sleep

After not sleeping more than 4 hours since Thursday, I fell asleep after work on Monday. I slept from 1530 to 0605. Much needed. I don't have a single other thing to say.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Monday, May 17, 2004

Welcome back Ned

Good to see Ned again. It has been a while.

Hippy chicks are cool. I can remember this one hippy chick that I went to HS with. Her name is Grace. Grace was a straight up hottie. Thinking back on it, I should have dated her. Never did. Timing was bad. I knew she liked me though, but I was hung up on another chick that ended up being my fiance' about a year later.

It is too fucking early here. I have not woken up this early to go to work in about 2 months. Time to drink coffee.

Eddie out

Carry a compass to move you along

While you were finding right, I was finding left. A friend was with me, she found up and down. There was a hippie chick in front of us, she found some diagonals.

Skate hard, retard,
Ned

Sunday, May 16, 2004

Got Bugs in my Brains

Hillary and I are in the air. Please wish me luck in my future. I am on the verge of reenlistment once again. I can't seem to clear my head. No matter what I do. None of my thoughts have been plain, black and white, straight forward, or real. With a brain acting like mine is now, it's very hard to make decsions.

...well, carrying on with my sleepless tradition, I have not slept tonight. Wait, I take that back, I think I dozed off for 10 minutes around 12:15 a.m. Then a strange song came on and scared the shit out of me in my sleep. I haven't slept since. Wide awake, but in that state where the shaking starts and the bugs come out of my skin.

I saw "Troy" last night.

Song of the day: Atombombpocketknife - "Disconnect (No Respectable Sea)"
<---the strange song!

Wiskey for my Men, Beer for my Horses

9 Hours, eh? Lots of laundry or really slow machines?

Kev and I went out last night. I had a couple Corona's and an OB. The OB tasted like shit, but the Corona's were good. That pretty much did me in for the night.

ST is probably having a blast right now in Dinney World. He should have some interesting blogs when he gets back.

My life is boring right now. I have no real reason to blog other than the page needs more shit on it so we can have a big book.

Here is something though... I have convinced Elena to get married in the US. Unfortunately,this was a topic of debate. I told her I wanted to get married in the states and she was hesitant. She thought it would be easier to get the visa if we were already married. This however is not the truth. It is actually easier to get a fiance visa than it is an alien relative (not like the ones ST works with.) We also talked about Juliana coming over. We both want her to go with, but Juliana was hesitant since she is young and going to a totally different place. This is, however, a better option than staying Russia. I think she is mainly scared because she doesn't really know who the hell I am or what the hell to expect. This is understandable.

So anyway, we will probably get married in Utah or Vegas. I have to see what she will want to do. Vegas is very attractive to people that have not been there before. However, I have been there so fucking much it has no draw to me at this point other than my dawg being there. (Beck and Ashlee too, didn't mean to not include them.)

This will also give us some more time together before we get married. We have up to 90 days to get married when she gets to the US. More time one-on-one is always a good thing. Lets us figure out quirks and see if she can actually put up with my dumb ass.

Lates my peeps

Saturday, May 15, 2004

1970's Crime Drama

It took me 9 hours to do all my laundry today. A Papa John's Pizza, a 2-liter of coke, a slice of carmel cheese cake, three movies, half a Padres/Cubs game, and a several rerun episodes of some 1970's crime drama later... my laundry was finished. It's now 1:13 a.m. and I have nothing left to do with my day.

15th and broke already, eh, Oldman? Was one of them Mark Morris by any chance?

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Only in Korea

So...Eddie and I walk into the Golden Gate club. We grab a seat and order our drinks. Two russian hotties walk in and sit down at the table next to us (the damn devil is tempting us again it think to myself). One was a tall blonde probably 6 foot, wearing black leather everything...she was damnnnnnn fine in every way. The other a brunette maybe 5'6, equally proportioned and equally heart-stopping. Damn. That's all I can say. Anyways...we're drinkin, takin in the eye candy and I hear this conversation taking place next to our table. These two dudes are standing in a small crowd next to our table, they're plastered and one says to the other...hey buy me a drink i got no more money. The other says...sorry man i'm busted too. Now, this in itself is not all that funny, but just being in Korea and being downtown on a regular basis can make one understand. The money can go quick! Too many damn fine chicks and not enough money to go around! I heard this conversation and couldn't hold back the laughter. Keep in mind this conversation took place on 15 May...yes 1 maybe 2 days after these guys got payed!
Only in Korea! This is what it's all about. Livin it up in a foreign land...and damn are we havin fun!


Oh, a few minutes after that this hot ass Korean sweety plops down beside me, turns on the smile and introduces herself. I was game since I had enough drinks in me. Turns out her name was Bora (not to be confused with boring) she was anything but. However, when I was approached about 10 minutes later and asked to buy her a juice (I declined). I had no intention of buying her a drink, I just wanted to talk :) Did I mention she was really fine? Argggggg!!!

Korea, if you're not conflicted...you will be...it's only a matter of time!

What would make Mungo happy?

Eddie, Double O said the same thing. He said, "Sometimes I wish you'd play the asshole. You'd be good at it dude, because you're not one. I think you need to play an asshole this time and just do what makes you happy."

So. That's 2 of 3 opinions from the people that matter most to me... hellswitit. When I wake up in the morning/afternoon, I'm driving over to Mel's house and I'm going to drag her out somewhere. THAT would make me happy.

Time for Mungo to live it up.
Time for Mungo to face them.

Peace and Love,
The One Who Is About To Live It Up

Song of the day: Mungocult - "Time To Face Them (Thrice)"

Friday, May 14, 2004

Carry on my wayward son...

Mungo... do what you need to do. I got your back. But here are my words for what it's worth. You two are not dating. But you agreed to not see anyone until you saw eachother again to determine if you should be together or apart? This goes back to the "Why?" question. There is no commitment made, but you still won't see anybody else. And from what you said, she is just going out all the time and does not make the commitment to talk to you at the time that you had both set? FUCK THAT!

But, you have always been a better person than I have. I am just an ass for the majority of the time. I do think you need to be selfish sometime. You are always concerned with other people (not a bad thing) but never take the time to make yourself happy.

Anyway, I always got your back.

Peace out

Thursday, May 13, 2004

"Everybody, Everybody, asks me to stay, but no, not today, please go on your way..."

Hillary and Mungo broke up. Mungo went on leave to Iowa and made plans for the future. Mungo also decided that he has spent too much time brooding over failed relationships and he wasn't going over board this time. So Mungo got interested in Melody White and got jobs in Iowa lined up for October. Then Hillary decided that she wanted to get back with Mungo, and Mungo made a deal with Hillary. The deal: not to make any decisions about each other either way until they could discuss it face to face. This meant no dating others, and no commiting to one another. Static flow. On the day the deal was made, it was 20 days before they would see each other. 8 days later Melody and Mungo went out with some friends and flirting happened. Then dancing and drinks happened. Then drunkeness happened. Then Melody invited Mungo to her house. Mungo remembered Hillary and said "No." Mungo got home and called Hillary. BUT! Hillary can't fucking talk to Mungo about all this because she had "company" waiting for her out on the couch. Mungo's heart was exploded by Hillary. Hillary called Mungo the next morning, but Mungo was on his way to work. Mungo said, "I'll call you at 10 p.m. my time, 7 p.m. your time." This was agreed. At work the next night, Mungo and Melody talked and smoothed things out from the night before. But before anything else is discussed, Melody found out that her father had been diagnosed with Spinal Menengitis and that her only uncle was going to die of psirisics in 3 months, so not much talking was done after she recieved her news. Which was understandable. Mungo called Hillary at the appointed time but she was in a dressing room at GAP talking to her friend Phoebe and some guy making bra cracks from the other side of the door. Hillary talked more to the other two than she talked to Mungo. Mungo got pissed and said, "Hillary, I'll just talk to you later." She said, "Okay. Well. I won't be home tonight. I'm going out." She made no attempt to supply another time. Mungo said, "Fine." She said, "Bye." Mungo hung up. Mungo got on the Blog and we're all caught up now.

I'm mad. Really mad.

WHAT???? YEAH!!!! OKAY!!!!

Good on ya, Mungo... But why? I thouht that you and Hillary were taking a break. This means you have no commitment towards her and she has none to you. So... why?

Or is the dating thing back on with her and I missed either subtle or flat out obvious clues? You said you were going to hang with her in AK but not bang with her. (I can rhyme too, kinda)

It is way too mutha fuckin early here. I got home at 2300, fell asleep at 0330 and am back up at 0700. Gym time is at 0800. I did not get enough sleep.

Eddie dazed and cornfused.

NO

My brothers and others.
I said NO tonight. I said NO to Melody White.
(I'm all about the rhymes)
So I got home and called Hillary, for it was HER I said "no" for. I said, "No," because of Hillary and she said, "Well, I can't talk about this right now because I have company."

WHO FEELS LIKE A BIGGER MOTHER FUCKING CHUMP THAN ME!
fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mungo

Wednesday, May 12, 2004

The Good Times Are Killing Me!

I spoke to Double O tonight... er... last night... what ever. I'm trying to plan my vacation. Sucks that I have to plan my vacation as if it were a TDY, but hey, I want to maximize this time for my friend Timo. We have two weeks and I want to squeeze in as much adventure as possible. I want to get him absolutely hooked on the Last Frontier. I am, and it's only fair that everyone should be so cruelly afflicted. Double O has some time off and right now it looks like he'd be able to come along on the charter if we can do it on either the 27th or 28th of May OR the 1st of June. Looking at the 2 week map that I've made, it would probably be best if we could do it on the 27th of May. That way, Double O and Hillary can come along. Anydangway, that would make five of us, Double O, Hillary, Timo, Mencken, and H-Bach. 27th is my first choice, 28th is a very close 2nd and then the 1st of June is my 3rd choice, but then Hillary probably couldn't come (her father is a fisherman, she knows what it's all about already). Other days that are open are: 29, 30 May, 5, 6 June... but then neither Double O nor Hillary would be able to attend. Which is fine, this is Timo's and Mungo's vacation. I'm really excited about this trip! Gettin' jittery. But I'll leave it at that. I'll script out a good intinerary for y'all before I leave. To make you jealous.

Anyway, I've decided not to go into work until 1500 today either, and now it's 12:40 so that gives me almost two and half hours before I need to be anywhere. I think I'm going to go out into town and check on things down that way. You know, just to make sure they're still around. By "they" I mean "all the things in town."

I've been working late shifts with Melody all week this week and last week. We cut up at work and then she flakes after work... she just never shows up. I guess Shawndra and her work out just fine as roomies.

HOKAY!
Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day: The Paradox - "BubbRubb On Dat Booty"

Not being slutty

Unfortunately, I will not be a slut for the near future. I may be able to be a Blogger slut though.

It is raining here. It sucks ass. It will probably rain tomorrow here too.

I am listening to Adam Sandler. I now remember why I like listening to it. Why, you ask? Because it is funny as shit.

Talked to Elena for a few tonight. She was tired so we only talked for about 5 minutes. Her daughters music recital is tomorrow. She said she would send me pictures. I have no idea of what relevance this really has to y'all, but I have nothing else to really talk about so I am just babbling.

I figure that if no one else has blogged in a few hours, that it must be my turn to blog. This is neither logical nor relevant as well.

I learned how to play "Happy Birthday" on the Bass. It is easy as hell and is a good thing to know... I think. Well, at least I can have that in the repatois' (sp? spell check doesn't know either)

By the way, It is 1 am here and I am just sitting around doing jack shit. I don't go to work until 1500 so I figured I would just stay up for a while. I will probably revert to playing the PS2 or the bass.

This was weird... Someone just called me. It was a Ruskie chick and I have no clue who the fuck it was. It was not Elena, I know that anyway. She hung up relatively quickly though. Wrong # I guess. Kinda odd that it just happened to be a Russian chick though.

Anywho, I guess it is time for me to go smoke and then polish the bishop

Here are some other funny ones for you...
-spank the monkey
-arc the ape
-punch the munchkin
-lop the lizard
-grab the gopher
-dangle the dolphin
-wallop the whale
-beat the meat
-yank the yak
-ravage the raven
There are many more in my mind, however, I will leave you with my all time favorite. It is my favorite because it reminds me of a very interesting mid-shift in AK. It was just one of those nights. Here it is...
Torque the Trout

Dueces... Eddie out

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Good Night

Good Night Everyone.

BLOG on my sluts and ho's.
Make me proud over the next 7-8 days while I am gone!

Mungo, I will call you while in the land of humidity.

ST signing off with the WOO WOO!

Just When You Thought...

...that there couldn't be anymore WOO WOO!

Strongbad goes WOO WOO!

How about some Zoom Zip Woo?

Get up on that Booty Bass WOO!

Okay okay...enough WOO WOO!........................for now.

ST WOO WOO!

Even More WOO WOO!

Looks like I am not the only one that finds the WOO WOO! absolutely hilarious!

Click here for a big dose of WOO WOO!

ST gots da WOO WOO!

Confused Turtle...

That was me that said that, not Mungo...

Apparently the new style has made it difficult for ST to comprehend who is writing what.

Flights with 2 year olds are fun and exciting... If all else fails, drug them. Trust me, this can be a good thing.

I agree

I agree with you Mungo that I don't like the way you have to look at another page if you are responding to questions. I do like the over all new look of the blogger site though. Our blog page looked the same as before the switch but I wanted to change up the look since blogger changed theirs. Sign of the times.

Eddie, you have always been able to change the date and time of the blog that you are creating. It was just harder to find in the old blog version. I don't like it because if you create a blog about something that happened a week ago and you date it for a week ago then people might not see it because it won't be at the top.

Not too much going on here. I got home from work this morning and my internet took a dump on me while I was catching up on the blogorama. We are finishing up getting ready to go tomorrow. I am pretty excited for the trip except that I have to be on two flights with a two year old. All will be good...please, Lord, let it all be good!

Beck's Mom is going in to surgery this afternoon. She is going to get some of her insides all tuned up and ready to go again. She will be in the hospital for 3 days then will be at our house for about two weeks to get better. Beck's sister is coming down from Utah to help out while we are in FL.

I will blog more tonight before bed. I may even jump on Yahoo! if I have the time.

ST

Old Habbits Die Hard...

Mungo, my friend, thank you for brining up a failed relationship in context with one that is not very old but going pretty good. I appreciate that.

But to answer your question, Elena (note: spelling) calls me Eddie. And yes, she does know my real name is David. The "Old Man" (our new blogger) told her that.

It is kind of funny how she pronounces it though... there is much emPHASis on the "ie" part of my name. Kinda cute.

The fact that 99% of my friends (exception is one that was my friend in HS) call me Eddie. The ones that don't are usually bosses or idiots because they keep calling me Dave or David after I have told them to call me Eddie. Most of them fall into the boss catagory though.

Did you know that you can change the "Blog Post Time" on the new system? I just found that out under the "More Post Options" tab. No worries, I don't plan on fucking with the blog times.

Anyway, yes, she calls me Eddie.

Eddie out

Monday, May 10, 2004

Dear Eddie,

Any new developments with you and Elana? Also, does she call you David and insist that everyone else calls you that too? I remember someone else who hated it when people called you Eddie...

Peace and Love,
Mungo

47:15

I just finished a 4 mile run/walk. I completed it in 47 minutes and 15 seconds. Pretty crappy, but i'm going to try to do it at least once a week (I'd prefer twice) until I leave Florida. I don't have any goals other than to see the time drop a bit every time. Now I gotta go-a-shrower up and get back to work.

As for the new Blog design, I think it's grood. I mean Good. And Great. Great and good.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day: Metallica - "Through the Never"

OOHHH PURTY

This is definately a different style. Though, I have to bring up another page to refference previous blogs now for answering questions.

But I like it anyway.

Peace out Homies

"Girls Line Up On My Left For Make-Outs,

Dudes line up on my right for high-fives."
Hillary and I chatted for two hours tonight. In fact, I got back from our payphone a few moments ago. (It's at the Smile Line on the corner of Ivy Road and Tyndall Parkway.) Not sure where things are heading with us, but it's obvious we both miss each other. We have agreed to see each other when I go on my leave to AlAskA in two weeks, but other than that, there have been no promises and there have been no assumptions. I'll tell y'all this much, I'm kinda nervous about the whole deal, deep inside I want nobody but her. I don't seem to get tired of her. As far as the thing with Mel goes... it felt good to have a face to face heart to heart with someone. And the fact that she's drop dead gorgeous didn't hurt things, neither did the heavy flirting... but the most important part was that somebody was listening to me. Sure, there may have been a slight pretense, but that is one hell of an exciting feeling: And you all know what I mean. It's that new car smell wrapped up in a girl. It's the unknown, the new waters. And when you're at that stage, that awkward stage where there are no existing problems, where you can invent a persona, there doesn't seem to be any limits. It's all bullshit, true, but for those few hours it's really nice. It's comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time, where the dichotomy of emotions don't wear you out, they energize you and excite you. But it's all bullshit. When I talk to Hillary there is warmth. There is trust. There is, yes, love. And that is more important than any fleeting feeling. I miss Hillary and I love her. We're not together right now, but a side of me (one of eight) is ever hopeful that things will return to the way they were, only stronger. But if I expect that to ever happen, I have to move to AlAskA as soon as possible. Absence may make the heart grow fonder, but distance allows the heart to wander. (I made that one up, you can quote me.)

I have a JSS job offer at Elemndorf that starts at $45K. Should I submit a resume, or is a civilian contracting jobola too close to the Military I'm trying to separate myself from?

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day: Ultravox - "Viena"

Sunday, May 09, 2004

Next To Last

I am overnight tomorrow so I will blog on Tue night before we leave on our trippy. I am going to take my 7 days of vacation and not touch a computer. I should have plenty to write when I get home though.

ST

Crazy New Blogger Look

When I jumped on the bloggie I instantly liked the new look of the main pages. There are many new templates to choose from so I thought that I would update our page as well. What do you think of the look? I dig it but if there is mass revolt then I can change it...it will take a total revolt though!

I am off to look for more new features. I think that I can put a little picture of to the left as well so we will have to come up with a picture.

ST out.

One Mother Of A Day

Ashlee let us sleep in until 0715 this morning...woo hoo! We jumped up took the dog for a walk around the block then decided we wanted some Starbucks. Threw the dog in the back of the truck and headed out to SB. Me: coffee, Beck: hot chocolate and Ashlee: chocolate milk. We dropped the dog off at the vet for a bath and nail trim (he is still there). When we got home I sprayed bug poison all around the outside of the house to kill the black widows and roaches that will be wanting to come in from the heat soon. I took a shower then vacuumed the whole house after which I proceeded to dust the whole house. I ate a piece of lemon cake for lunch and I am now blogging at 1330. Speaking of which...it is about time to go get the dog from the vet.

Oh yeah and since it is mother's day I did give Beck her presents when we woke up. Three candle holders and a heart shaped necklace. It has been a busy day.

Yesterday, we went to a going away BBQ for one of the guys from my shop. It was an okay time. Beck and I just hung out and watched Ashlee play on all the kids equipment. The person that was throwing the BBQ has a home day care so it was like a park for little kids in the backyard.

Okay, I am actually going to go and get the dog now. Later guys.

WELCOME KEVIN! Blog on brother.

ST out.

New Additions to Two Families

Welcome, Kevin! Whaddup. Welcome to the Von Blog Family.
I'm not doing a damn thing today. I'm about to watch FARGO with my friend, Timo. He went canoeing yesterday, we both have sun burns. So we're staying inside, drinking beer, vegging infront of the tube.

Peace and Love,
Mungo.

Wazzzuuuupp!

Thanks for inviting me to the Blog.

I will do my best to post often to relay all of the exciting stuff that happens in my life. On second thought, there's no need to get kicked off the Blog so soon :P

Well, I have a lot of catching up to do and hope you guys aren't as crazy as you used to be...we'll see...

Talkin' with ST

Kevin has now been invited to our blog. Lets hope he does not turn out to be another OO.

Talking with ST was good. He pointed out the things that I had been thinking of. I thought more of them. It was just good to actually hear him say it.

I think that he will like Elena. She is definately a blast to be around. Camping trips will be fun. ST, Beck, Ashlee, Me, Elena, Lorelei and Juliana. I am seeing a very packed trailer. Elena and I get the couch. Juliana can sleep on the top bunk and the other 2 can have the bottom bunk or the table. ST and Beck, of course, get the master suite... he he he. But the couch is mine and nobody will take it away from me or they will get shot.

Dudes... this is gonna be a fun ride....

Eddie

Saturday, May 08, 2004

With Love From Russia

Well, I am sitting here talking with Eddie about getting married. Of course he has lost his mind but that is besides the point right now.

Okay, I am behind him all the way. I understand that he has to make his own decision about this. He knows my concerns and undstands where I am coming from. If this is going to make him happy then it is the right thing to do.

I AM HAPPY FOR YOU! WOO WOO!

ST out

WWSD???

I don't think that hurrying is a huge option. Lots of paperwork involved.

I shot pool last night too. My game was extremely off though. Could not sink shit.

Kevin asked if he could join our blog. This I think needs a 3/4ths vote in order to pass. (OO doesn't get much say, seeming how his bitch ass ain't ever on here.) If no is the answer, then so be it. No biggy to me.

I am still waiting to see what ST is going to say. He has sent me an e-mail and an IM but has not posted anything on the blog or made comments through other means about it. This worries me.

In other words, I am basically waiting for the BVR bitch-slap from him.

OYBTW!

I've been out at St. Andrew's Bay all day, hey, what can I say? I manned an Aid Booth for the triathalon. That was a blast, got lots of sun (I'm all red and brown). I'm probably going to the beach tomorrow for some sun again... but now, I'm going to bed. Tim and I stayed out until 3:30 a.m. drinking 10 pitchers of beer and shooting 20 games of pool. I won, 11-9, but I'm still behind in the long run, 57-53.

Pretty tired now, I've been up since 6:20 a.m.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

WYMM?

I've asked two girls to marry me, two of them said yes, then two of them said no. I've "fallen in love" way too many times to count. I'm not going to sit here and say, "Well, I only thought I was in love," because that is just a cop-out. When you love someone you know it. But that's all you know. You don't know the future, and though you trust the person you love, you don't KNOW their heart. All you can do is trust that the person you're with is being honest first with themselves, and then with you... and that comes from guarding each other's hearts (do you know what I mean by that?). There are no guarantees in life, but that's what makes life interesting, scary, fun, and fulfilling. Honestly, the reason I can keep on going with women is because I have learned that someone, out of nowhere, and at any time, can touch your life deeply, it just may not always happen with the best of circumstances (DISTANCE!).

Eddie, you're 100% right. We will always be at your back no matter what. But when a woman is involved, we'll leave the KY at home... that's her job then. We can't help but to be a little jealous, but hey, thems the breaks.

MUNGO'S ONE LINE OF ADVICE: Don't be in a huge hurry to merge your futures. Think. Pray. Decide.

Good luck, Eddie. I'm glad you let us in on that.
Keep on Tranglin'
Mungo

Song of the Day: The Mull Historical Society - "Instead"

Friday, May 07, 2004

Disturbed

Mungo, you are just a bit disturbed. I am sure that you already know that but I just want to re-confirm it. I hope you don't plan on entertaining anyone or having a girlie friend over for dinner. HA.

All is well with me. I went shopping for Mother's day today. We took the women out to a buffet (their choice so back off!) for dinner. It is hot here but by next week it should cool down a bit with a cold front coming in off the west coast.

Orlando weather is looking pretty good for our trip. I am looking forward to that soooo much. Not looking forward to the flights though...yuck.

ST out

Cleaning House...

OK, dude... I can understand most of the shit you got rid of. But why on the dishes and silverware. Someone walks in your place and you have only 1 plate and 1 fork, you are going to look like a fucking hermit. Don't you ever have people over to eat or anything?

I myself can tell you pretty much what I have just by looking around me in my one room pad.

TV
2 computers (Laptop & Desktop)
2 camera's (The Elph and the Digital)
a PS2
a phone w/ ans machine
Bose entertainment system
Bass Guitar w/ amp
Sonicare Tooffer brush
Braun self-cleaning razor
Golf Clubs

That pretty much sums up anything of value in my room.

The only other things I own, Miranda has right now

2 Tables
Entertainment Center
Dresser
Inflatable mattress (it has 3 tiers)

This is obviously with the exception of my arsenal at ST's house along with my car.

I am going to be getting a place and not having shit in it when I get to Utah. But my guns will be there.

OK, I am hesitant telling this to y'all because I already know the reaction that I will get...

Dudes... Elena asked me to marry her. Yes, Yes, I know what you are thinking now. And yes I have thought about those things as well. This includes the getting to the US to get out of Russia, the Damn mutha fucka you just got a divorce, and the I thought you were not ready for commitment, the logistics, and probably everything else. Lots of shit has gone through my mind. And all the answers are not there yet. Most of them, however, are.

Here is the deallyo. ST caught on that I liked her more than I eluded to. Mungo probably had the feeling, but had his own woman issues to deal with. Bubbles was probably oblivious for 2 reasons, he doesn's check the fucking Blog and he just stays in his own happy land most the time anyway.

Dudes, I love this chick. It was going DAMN well when it got abruptly stopped. I talk to her often on the phone still.

I am debating whether to post and publish right now, just because I don't know if I want to know the reaction. I know that my Bro's are always willing to support my decisions no matter how off the wall they may be. I know this because you 3 are closer than my own family is to me. However, don't be gentile. Tell me what you think.

By the way... I said yes.

Redux

After a suety serious reduction of the amount of crap I have in my apartment, I proudly present the following data:

208 Books - Down from 350
483 Albums - Down from 594
103 Movies - Up from 102
1 dinner plate - Down from 6
1 bowl - Down from 5
1 fork - Down from 12
1 spoon - Down from 16
1 butter knife - Down from 9
7 glasses - Down from 32
1 orange handled knife - Even
1 iron - Down from 2
0 Diskmans - Down from 3
4 speakers - Down from 6
1 telephone - Down from 4


The majority of the redux has gone to Goodwill, Nikki Kerfien, FYE's used music, the trash, or the SEBL (Shitty Electronics Baseball League). More to come on the SEBL... (BTW, Mike, if I sent you some video clippings of me and a few of my buddies playing a crude form of baseball, would you be able to compile that with a few good songs and make us a DVD collectors set of the SEBL World Series 2004? That would be great!)

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Thursday, May 06, 2004

122.1 Degrees F

I really hope my thermometer is reading the temperature wrong... cause if not, we's a pretty close to roast.
I did trail stuff and the 1.5 run in the hot hot heat today. And the humidity is starting to flair pretty wicked.
MUNGO

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

The One-Lane Bridge (in italics!)

Eddie: I can play "Come As You Are" on my acoustic guitar... but it sounds stupid because I'm trying to play the base line.
Mike: A belated HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Ashlee. AOBTW, the video is mega jerky when I view it. The screen updates only once every 15 seconds, the WOO WOO audio is clear as a bell though!

To address the question: "So Mungo, What did you post before on the POS apple?"
I answer something like this --
I went back out to the one lane bridge in the country that night, it was 12midnight. (Directions: depart Osage on Hwy 9, take exit for the first town, drive through to the other end of that town to the only stop sign, turn right on T-64, drive 15 or 20 minutes until you see the carpet sign in the cow field and turn left on B-33, cross the Little Cedar River and turn right on the next gravel road, pull off onto the grass before the bridge, and read on to find out what happened there) I walked out to the bridge (crossing the Little Cedar River again) and took some deep breaths. Memories flooded in through each breath I inhaled. It was a remembrance vacuum night. The moon and his little dotty friends were the only things up in the sky. They had things to remember of their own. I smoked. Then I went to my car, got my camera, attached it to my new tripod, loaded a 400 ISO roll of Kodak color film inside, and took 24 timed-exposured pictures of the bridge. When that excitement was overdonewiththrough, I put my camera and tripod in the back seat, turned everything off, and walked back to the center of the bridge. I climbed up on one of the rails, climbed down below the bridge and sat over the river on an i-beam. I peed. I smoked. I remembered so many things about Jill. Until that night I had forgotten about THE ROPE. (the rope: Jill's brother Ryan Alexander Westergard [raw] had afixed a 5 lb hook to the end of a yellow nylon tow rope. We would fasten the hook to the edge of the bridge, throw the rope over, and climb down the frozen river below and do things down there. We camped in the snow once, we even drove stakes into the ice! When we were done on the river, we would climb the rope and walk back to her house). Then I climbed the dusty beams to the lane of the bridge, and decided to go higher. I climbed to the top of the arch over head. I laid down on my back and starred unblinkingly at the stars, and the waning moon said to me, "It is another evening in God's world." I remembered Jill Alexandria Westergard [jaw] and what she meant to me. I smoked. I talked to her. I said, "Revolutions do not happen on buffet tables, they happen in the reverse undertow, they happen on one-lane bridges." Then I sat up. Then, as that wild hair started to tickle me, I stood to my feet. Standing there on top of the bridge arcs, looking up and down from the Little Cedar River 60 feet down and up to Great Luna 230,600 miles above me, I began crying. Like a baby. It was the first time I cried for her. I could really feel her there, and she seemed to say, "Erik, you dumbass, before you loose your balance staring at the moon with watery eyes, maybe you should sit down... that water isn't deep enough to break your fall." So I sat down... for a very long time. I smoked several more cigarettes and wrote A POEM. (a poem: You walk in slow motion And burned by the fire When your path of devotion Is a path of desire. Slow motion resonation mumble Slow motion destination trouble.) After all that, I carefully climbed off the bridge, returned to my car, and drove to Charles City, Iowa (8 miles away). I rolled into the dead dead town and found the only place open... a filling station. I told elaborate lies to the lady behind the counter and drove back to Osage taking the long way. I jumped on the computer at 4:30 a.m., tried to Blog about the night, and lost it all. Now you know.

And lastly, Mel isn't going to come over tonight. This is a long story. It's not all as nice as it seems. This is a problem, and his name is Jason. Jason is not an ass and there is nothing wrong with him... except that he's in love with Mel, and they work together at the same desk. They have some things to discuss. Mel and I are throwing a wine/lasagna/cheese/cracker party at her house on Friday. Only Shawndra, my friends Jenn and Tim, Mel and I will be there. It will be a good time.

On Saturday I will be at St. Andrew's Bay to man an aid station for the Florida Triatholon. Then, that night, I'll be going to our squadron's Combat Dining In. I'm guaranteed to be one tired mofrappe that night, but I think I'm going to ask Mel to go to a movie with me anyway.

Sunday I will sleep all fwigging day.

Peace and Love,
Tarzgo (http://www.homestarrunner.com/fhqwhgads.html)

Song of the day: 90 Day Men - "Methodist"

Mr. Clean

Eddie, your car is now full and washed. 210 miles on it...give or take 5 miles. It isn't running just right though...I thought for sure I could beat that Mustang Cobra off the line! There must be something wrong with you car dude...even my Mom thought we should have won that one. Oh well....where is that Ford Pinto at...I smoked that bastard! WOO WOO!

Car is running fine.

Tarzan + Mungo = Tarzgo
Mungo + Tarzan = Mungzan

ST out

New Girlie's

Sweet. Mungo's got a new girl. Always good to spice things up a bit. Just don't get her pregnant, but you can practice and that is still cool.

Playing Tarzan, eh? I am thinking of a certain listerine comercial. he he he.

ST, is the advice going towards me to with rolling with it? Just curious.

DJ'ed last night. Rather boring night for Cinco-de-Mayo. But, I in Korea, not TX.

Girlie? What?

Oh, Melody. Right.
I'm home now, on lunch, at 6:03 p.m. I'm headed back to work tonight, workin' this swing shiftola. Mel is working late tonight as well. She's coming over after work tonight. I do like her. Yes. This is true. She may like me on some level too, and it's kind of exciting. But you're right, I am going to say, We're Just Friends. Because that's what we are. I don't want to get involved with someone this close to me leaving. I... probably.... will though.

I worked in the woods for 4 hours today! I'm cut and scratched to hell. I haven't looked like this since after the Bird Ridge Memorial Day bike ride! I was pulling 100 foot thorny vines out of trees. Talk about hard work. I got to play Tarzan for a while though, I actually swung from one tree to another. That was cool as hell.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day: The Promise Ring - "Red and Blue Jeans"

Mungo's New Girlie

You now have a new girlfriend. Forget about Hillary for awhile and enjoy the adventure of a new relationship. Yes yes, I know you are going to say that you are just friends but I can easily tell that you liike her and she likes you so just roll with it and see what happens.

The End.

ST WOO WOO!

3:52 A.M.

Home now. We talked for hours. We curled up on the couch and just talked and talked and talked our little hearts out. We poured so much of our hearts out...man, it has been a long time since I've been so open with somebody, it was fantastic. We're both working late again tomorrow and after work, around 11 or so, she's coming over to my place for some more talkage. That will be good. So refreshing. She made me happier tonight than I have been in a while. Seriously, our four hour talk did more good for me than my 9 days off of work last weekish. Pretty amazing.

I'll shut up now.
Mungo

Tuesday, May 04, 2004

Y'all

Yins.Sirs.Gents.
Check it, mahomies. In a few minutes I'll be heading over to Melody White's house. She is easily the nicest girl in our squadron, the most fun, the first to laugh. And she's gorgeous. She has invited me over and it's almost 11p.m. I'm not so certain where this is leading, but it's a bit confusing with all these thoughts of Hillary runnin' through my head. I, of course, will be going over there anyway. Perhaps I'll post an update in a few hours. Perhaps tomorrow morning. We shall see.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day: Pretty Girls Make Graves - "Liquid Courage"

Not the brown cow.

Your car is not the brown cow. Dusty but not brown. Nope, no gas yet. Taking her to work on Thur for my ovn so I will gasser up on Fri just to put some fresh petrol in her.

I still laugh out loud about the woo woo!. Beck thinks I am nuts. I just think that it is the funniest thing I have seen in one hell of a long time. I like it when he goes speeding off and almost hits a parked car right before he blows through the stop sign. Well, WOO WOO mutha fucka! WOO WOO!

ST

Summer not here yet

It is hovering in the mid 60's here right now creeping on the 70's. Spiders are starting to come out and everything is getting very green.

I am DJing tonight at "Your Club." Should be fun.

ST, I don't want to come back to a suprise WOO WOO on my car. That would not be cool. Funny as hell, until I got sick of the WOO WOO and then I would just rip my muffler off. I had a dream about mufflers last night... go figure. Suggestive dreaming.

Speaking of my car, did you put gas in her yet? Is she still a pretty silver or is she now brown?

So Mungo, What did you post before on the POS apple?

More WOO WOO!

WOO WOO!

Okay...summer is here.

My truck was just reading 106 degrees. Yep...summertime, WOO WOO!

ST sweating my balls off.

1:03 a.m.

It's late. It's early.
What am I doing up so late? What am I doing up so early? I have to be at work in 5 hours.
WOO WOO, I'll write more later.

Here's something to occupy your time: www.asciibabes.com

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day: Yo La Tengo - "You Tore Me Down"

Monday, May 03, 2004

It's All About The WOO WOO!

I said WOO WOO mutha fucka! WOO WOO!

Summer's day is almost upon us...

Mr. Sunny is starting to wake up and show his face here in the land of idiots. What happens here stays here...what a slogan for tourists! Geez.

I digress. My whole point is that the heat is on. Today should be about 97 degrees. Time to cook it up.

Speaking of cooking. Yesterday we had Ashlee's birthday party. We had our neighbors over and some other people. What a good time! Grilled up some burgers, hot dogs and some brats...yummy stuff, man. Ashlee had a great time playing with the kids all day in her new play house. That damn playhouse is nicer then my first apartment!

I think I am going to go riding now....bye.

ST

Welcome Back Cotter

Mungo, good to see that you made it back safely. Hope everything wen well.

You can't trust any computer that is twice as old as my kid. Tell them it is time to update their infrastructure.

Eddie

Sunday, May 02, 2004

I am in Panama, City

I will not say, "I'm home." Florida is but long-term parking. Eddie, I blogged from Iowa a few times, but I was on a 6-year old Apple. Nothing posted. I'm way too tired to repeat what I have already typed. Perhaps tomorrow...I'll have some time, I don't go into work until 1430.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day: Modest Mouse - "Convenient Parking"

Fingering the Fatties

Still working on playing the bass. It is going pretty well, but my fingers are still sore and I try to play at least 2 hours a day. I am just doing basic things and trying to do easy bass lines from different songs. I am having a blast with it, but it is very frustrating when I fuck up. So I am frustrated a lot, needless to say.

Tell Mom I said hi. I hope she is having fun with Ashlee. I know the only time my mom came to visit me was after I had a kid. Gotta love the draw that the first grandkid has.

Dinney Land is almost here for y'all and I am still stuck in the Big K wanting to go. Ah well, such is life.

Where the fuck did OO go? Man, that mutha fucka need to be bloggin, yo.

I am still talking to Elena on the phone (um, obviously on the phone, kinda hard to talk otherwise... thank you Capt Obvious.) Damn, I still miss that chick. I got to hear her kid play the piano. It was probably Tchaikovsky or Scriabin or something like that. It sounded pretty good, or as good as it could through a phone.

Am I more fucked up than I think I am or am I just glutten to put myself in those situations?

Dueces....

Well, well.

Blog on!

I have been slow on the blog action lately. We have family in town so my computer gets turned off at night so they aren't sleeping in a vortex. When morning rolls around I am just too lazy to turn it back on. So here I am on Sunday morning.

Yes, Eddie, you are pretty messed up. But that is not new to us and we still have love for the messed up brother.

Mungo is probably getting his head together from his trippy to land befor time.

007...well, he really is just screwed up and never gets on here.

My Mom got into town yesterday so she is having a blast with Ashlee. "Hi, Mom! Here is the kid. Beck and I are going riding on the quads...be back in a few days!" Okay, not really. It is nice to see Mom again though.

We had a yard sale yesterday and made about $75. Nevermind that the stuff we sold was worth over $200. Oh well, the crap was just sitting around the house collecting dust anyway so at least it is gone. We gave a crap load of clothes to the Goodwill afterwards.

I found a picture of Mungo and I from AK. It is cool stuff and I want to mess with it on the computer before I send out some copies.

I am taking Mon (tomorrow) off for my b-day comp day. I work on Tue then I am taking leave on Wed. I overnight on Thurs then have most of Fri off. I overnight on Mon then have Tue to pack our bags. Wed morning we are off to FL! Woo hoo! Mungo is meeting us at the happiest place on earth so I get to see a bro!

Okay...I am off to do family stuff. We are having a BBQ/party for Ashlee's b-day (actually on 4May). Going to grill up some brats, dogs and burgers...yummy stuff, dudes.

ST out

Saturday, May 01, 2004

Long ass blog for what?

OK... So I blog my ass off and nobody responds back. What the hell bro's? Are we contemplating how fucked up Eddie really is?

Anyway, I splurged yesterday. I bought a bass guitar. I am slowly learning and my left hand and fingers hurt a tad bit. But, it is a lot of fun. I am having a good time with it and can play most of "Come as You Are" by Nirvana. Though it is very easy too.

Later

Eddie