Let's go paint the town...

...and we will start with our downstairs bathroom. Beck and I got crazy with the cheese whiz last night and painted the bathroom. It's tiny but we did a total make over.

1930 hrs...

Wash all the walls with TSP (cleaner).

Paint all the walls (medium gray).

Hang little cabinet over toilet (white with mirror in it).

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0000 hrs...

Go to bed.

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Today...

Buy and install new fancy towel rack and matching TP holder (white and chrome).

Buy and hang up new towels (maroon and white)

Buy some spray paint and paint small ledge shelf (white).

Hang small shelf.

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Still need to do...

Buy maroon bath rug to match all the other colors.

Buy chrome hand soap pump thingy.


Side note... when the can of spray paint says to use in temps between 65 and 85 degrees you should do it (unless you live in hell like me where it never gets to 85 in the summer). When it is over 108 degrees outside (in the shade) spray paint can easily dry in the time it takes the paint to leave the can and reach whatever you are painting. This makes for a fun painting experience. The up side to it drying so fast is that there is no over spray problems because the paint is dry before it hits anything (like the quads). Sweet.

That is the latest happenings.

ST off to sniff some of that great spray paint.

Lots goin on...

Sounds like a lot of shit is happenin on the home front.

I am using Oldshit's internet connection right now since mine is temporarily down. I will get it going here sometime soon, until then I will have to use other methods.

Happy Anniversary ST.

Mungo... please tell me that shit was not true with the stupid fuck airmen...


Later

Eddie

I will visit you in jail.

Mungo, I got yo back yo.

I'll send you money for cigs in jail. Maybe that will keep you from being someone's bitch. Good luck.

If I were you I would have been in jail along time ago. I don't envy you...except that you are getting out.

ST laughing on the floor.

3 years and counting

I have been married for 3 years today. It's still good.

Not too much going on at the moment. It's hot. Sunny. Hot.

We are planning our Disneyland vacation for this Oct. Eddie went with us last year. This year we aren't taking the trailer. For $509 we get a 5 day pass to DL and 4 nights stay in the Hampton Inn as well as breakfast each morning. There is no way we could come close to matching that price if we were to drag the trailer with us. The gas alone would be $250. If we take the Focus then the gas is free.

Next week we are probably going to take the Focus and head to Colorado Springs to visit Beck's parents. We will leave on Wed and come home on Sun. This will be a free vacation exept for food. Can't beat that with a stick.

After that we are heading to MN for Labor Day. Leave Fri morning and come home Sun night. Short trip but my parents really wanted to see Ashlee so they even paid for the tickets! Once again, free vacation except for paying Amy to watch the dogs ($80) and and parking at the airport ($40). Okay, not free but hella cheap. Huh...huh...I said "hella".

Then the bros come out to Vegas...well, Mungo, anyway. I will believe 007 when he gets off the plane here in Vegas. Cost of that vacation...unknown...but it can't be too much. Maybe some camping or something like that. Who know's maybe we will go see Niagra Falls since it is only a couple of hours away. Hee hee.

Okay, I'm done with blabbing about our vacations.

ST...gonna need some relaxation time after this shit is over.

325 ACS/DOB: A One Act Play

CAST:
Airman #1
Airman #2
Airman #3
SSgt Kershner
Squadron CC

STAGE:
The flight office.  SSgt Kershner is seated facing his three CDC students.  He is asking questions about command structure and military organization.

SSgt Kershner:  "Which combined command's AOR includes Antarctica?"
Airman #1:  "Where is Antarctica anaway?"
Airman #2:  "Gurl, you stooopit."
Airman #1:  "Well I never had to know dat bafore."
Airman #3:  "Do either of you know where it is?"
Airman #2:  "Oh, don't even axe me CDC questions.  I'll kill you on 'em."
Airman #3:  "Where is it?"
Airman #2:  "On top of us."
Airman #3:  "SSgt Kershner, zat right?"
SSgt Kershner:  "Absolutely.  Now, how many countries are in NATO and what are they?"
Airman #1:  "Two countries."
SSgt Kershner:  "Ooookay... what are they?"
Airman #1:  "I dun remember."
Airman #2:  "One a dems be Europe."
Airman #3:  "Ain't the other one Russia?"
SSgt Kershner:  "That's close enough.  When was the treaty that created NATO signed?"
Airman #1:  "1969."
SSgt Kershner:  "Nope."
Airman #2:  "1930."
SSgt Kershner:  "Nope, it was shortly after WWII."
Airman #3:  "1970."
SSgt Kershner:  "Do any of you know when WWII was?  Approximately?"
Airman #3:  "30 years ago, about."
SSgt Kershner:  "So.  WWII was happening when Nixon was president?"
Airman #3:  "I guess.  I don't really know.  Sure."
Airman #2:  "Ha! You stoopit!  Give me 60 dollars because Tupac is better than Emminem."
Airman #3:  "Girl, I will kick yo sorry ass!"
Airman #1:  "Is you serious. Serious? Foreal. Awoman canut speek to me-imean she goin' to kickyoass."
Airman #3:  "Who is, you is?"
Airman #1:  "That's right, the diva."
Airman #3:  "What was you smokin' at lunch?"
Airman #2:  "They though, oh she's little, I can just whop on her. They didn't once I whuuppeded that ass."
Airman #1:  "That's like the wrong mistake you ever make."
SSgt Kershner:  "Moving on.  Which combined command's AOR includes the Phillipians?  Stop laughing."
Airman #1:  "Oh!  I know this one.  It's ah... not AETC... It's... um... is it ACC?"
SSgt Kershner:  "That's a MAJCOM.  No."
Airman #2:  "Is it NORAD?"
SSgt Kershenr:  "No.  Remember the difference between MAJCOM, Combined Commands, and Unified Commands?"
Airman #3:  "Yes, I know.  It's the atlantic ocean so it's NATO."
SSgt Kershner:  "Acutally NATO is a unified command and the Phillipians are nowhere near the Atlanic ocean."
Airman #3:  "Oh, so it's PACAF."
SSgt Kershner:  "USPACCOM, you were close.  Let's switch to data links.  Which data link controls both the F/A-18 and F-14?"

Airmen #1,2,3:  "Umm......."
SSgt Kershner:  "Stand by.  ROOM, ten-HUT."

**Enter Squadron CC**

Sq CC:  "As you were, as you were.  So what are you doin', guys?"
Airman #1:  "Studyin', Sir."
Sq CC:  "SSgt Kershner helping you?"
Airman #3:  "He's confusing us."
Sq CC:  "Really?  How far are you along on your studying?"
Airman #3:  "We're going over all three volumes."
Sq CC:  "What I mean is, how long have you had your CDC's now?"
Airman #3:  "Oh.  Um.  I dunno."
Sq CC:  "What about you two?"
Airman #1:  "Don't really remember."
Airman #2:  "Sometime after FTAC, I guess."
Sq CC:  "What month was that?"
Airmen #1,2,3:  "Um...."
SSgt Kershner:  "They're all pushing 8 months right now.  We're performing mandatory supervised study.  We do this everyday."

Sq CC:  "Do you mind if I sit in, Erik?"
SSgt Kershner:  "Sure, Sir."

** All sit at the same table.

SSgt Kershner:  "Okay, the last question I asked was which data link controls the F/A-18 and the F-14?"
Airman #1:  "The F-16?"
SSgt Kershner:  "No, which DATA LINK?"
Airman #1:  "Oh, data links."
SSg Kershner:  "Right."
Airman #1:  "Ha ha, I got one right!"
SSgt Kershner:  "No, no.  Which one of the data links controls the navy's jets?"
Airman #1:  "Oh the navy?  I thought we were talking about fighters."
SSgt Kershner:  "Anyone else?"
Airman #2:  "Is it TADIL?"
SSgt Kershner:  "Which one?"
Airman #2:  "ATDL 1?"
SSgt Kershner:  "No.  TADIL C is capable of controlling the 18 and 14."
Airman #3:  "Hey... that's what I said!"
SSgt Kershner:  "When?"
Airman #3:  "Before he came in."
SSgt Kershner:  "Very well, perhaps I missed it.  Let's go back to Volume 1."
Airman #2:  "Aww... sergeant Kershner, why you gotta do that?  You know I ain't be studyin' that volume in like three months!"

SSgt Kershner:  "Good reason, then, for us to go over it.  Okay, which combined command's AOR includes Iraq?"
Airman #1:  "Um, is it ACC?"
SSgt Kershner:  "No."
Airman #2:  "PACAF?"
SSgt Kershner:  "No."
Airman #3:  "USAFE?"
SSgt Kershner:  "No.  USCENTCOM.  All those you three just mentioned are MAJCOMs."
Sq CC:  "Well, I have to get going."

**All stand

Sq CC:  "SSgt Kershner, you certainly have your work cut out for you.  When will they be testing?"
SSgt Kershner:  "They will all test mid September.  We have ordered their tests."
Sq CC:  "People, you need to take your CDC's very seriously.  Sounds like it's sink or swim time.  Listen to SSgt Kershner and your NCOs, they know what they're talking about.  They've lived these CDCs."

Airman #2:  "I understand that Sir, but it's too hard.  And SSgt Kershner is confusing."
Sq CC:  "The questions he was just asking you were confusing?"
Airman #2:  "Yes."
Sq CC:  "Tough.  Start learning."

**Sq CC exits. 

SSgt Kershner:  "You guys are really fuckin' pissing me off now."
Airman #1:  "Why?"

**Fade to black on SSgt Kershner committing three counts of murder in the first degree.

1223 hrs, Tuesday, 27Jul04

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Subterfuge!
Peace and Love,
Mungo

Smoky Mountain High

The mountain behind us (40 miles) is on fire. So far is has only burned about 50 acres so it is not a large fire by any means. The only reason that I bring it up is that the cloud of smoke has turned the sunlight orange. Cool looking.

Beck and I have actually thought about staying in Vegas after I get out of the AF. This is a distant thought. Vegas kind of grows on you after awhile...you know...like a fungus or something. The job market is going to be the deciding factor.

I have been pondering learning to drive heavy construction equipment. The big graders, front end loaders, cranes, etc. They can make $35 +  an hour and I would be a union man. I think that job sort of sounds fun. Every guy thinks big cranes and shit are cool! I will check in to it and report back with my findings.

Okay, off to surf around the net.

ST

The Show

Everybody, everybody~
  I have a lot I could tell y'all about my weekend, but I'm way too tired to go into it all.  So here's the summary.  I Friday I napped and played pool with Kelly, Enrique, and Caridad.  On Saturday I went jet-skiing with Swiadek, Bug, and Billy.  Then we ate at Applebees.  Saturday night I went to the Java and watched my friend James play in a jazz band, the Jon West Quartet.  Last night I went to an experimental music show.  James played in his band Kid Kaboose and the Lunch Box Krew (KK&LBK) The headliner was Skeleton Key... they were faboo, I want you guys to look them up on line.  They're from New York.  I also spent a lot of time at the Camera Store talking to Amanda, Allison, and Jackie.  I got presents from them!  The show was definitely the highlight of my weekend.  There was an announcment made at the end.  "Thanks for coming out tonight.  Thanks for getting juice on my speakers.  I appriciate it."

  Last night I smashed my toe on my guitar case in the dark.  It split open and bled all over my carpet and my blankets.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day:  KK&LBC - "Pyrus Platipus"

Stoopid

I am feeling stoopid.

Merry Christmas in da house!

ST

WOO WOO!!!!

I can now see the blog the way it is supposed to be read!!!

WOO WOO!!!!(This means WOO WOO!!!! in Webdings)

No more MOPPs on the head...

I appreciate your concerns on me wearing mops on my head. I have stopped that... for now.I may feel like doing it again in the October time frame... but not right now.

ST, I could not go to the link that you posted. It said it was forbidden from this server. Fuck it.

I got a care package in the mail yesterday. It was a "Support our Troops" deal from a town that I lived in for 4-5 years 18 years ago. I am still trying to figure out how my name ended up on their list. Not that I don't appreciate the effort, just wondering about how my info got there. Definately a very odd package to recieve.

I went to the post office yesterday and saw that wonderful little yellow card. I thought it was from my mom or possibly from the old battle axe, but nope, it was from Winnebago, IL. Dissapointing but at the same time not.

This is an odd thought... I was more ready to leave AK by this time (meaning only 4 months and some change left) than I am to leave Korea. Not that I don't want to leave, because trust me I do, but I was really ready to get the hell out of AK by this point. Maybe it is because I only have a 1 year here and it was 4 over there, but either way, this assignment has not been bad overall. This is just a lonely assignment. Meaning I don't have my kid or my best friend anywhere close to me. I am glad that Oldfucker is here, otherwise I think I would have gone nuts at this point. I wish he would fucking blog.

Mungo has a good point of him becoming like Bubbles.

JUST FUCKING BLOG MOTHER FUCKERS!!!!

Eddie

Giddy up!

This is just too funny. It doesn't matter who you will vote for...this is just some funny shit.

Check this out!

ST

Exercise Hurts

I actually did some exercise for two days in a row. Raquetball. Ouch. I am sore.

It will be mega, super fun when you guys get to Vegas. I won't believe Slubbles is making it until I hear that his ticket is paid for.

So, how can I get rich by doing absolutely nothing? Does that sound crazy? Well, I can dream, right? Buzz off.

Mops on your head? What kind of freaky deaky crap are you getting in to over there, Eddie? Hey, I support most of the things that you do (even the stupid stuff) but this might be pushing it just a little bit. Tone it down with the mops and I think that you will be happier.

ST

0000BOG 0504 33326 $3.29

"Hello all you pies and pie people!  Such a lovely gathering of...pies... I'd like to give a very special shout out to Lemon Poo-Tang over there."

The Blog Title is off the price tag on my Pepto Bismal.  I ate 70% of a whole apple pie last night...in one sitting...and then I went directly to bed.  Too much!  I wrote two songs last night; this was pre-pie.  The first is called, "Silk Wallet Wardrobe."  It's about song writing and the ridiculousness of every little thing on Earth.  The other song, with a working title of "I Never Want to See a Train Again," is about bashfulness around women and what happens in the most extreme cases.  I will be cutting my 2nd CD on Monday (the aniversery of my 1st album entitled "Solid Mud: First Words from the Sea") and I will call it "Raw in its Juice.

On Sunday I'm going to a birthday party for me and another girl with my birthday.  I can't remember her name, it might be Allison.  Anyway, she's only 17, but her boss, Amanda, is the photolab girl who I have a crush on and she invited me out.  We're going to an experimental music show.  The band is called Kid Konstant and the Lunch Box Crew.  Should be a good time on Sunday.  I'm seeing Amanda tonight too, after work.  I like this girl.

Okay all you freaky pie people, I'm going back to an EPR.  Eddie, have fun wearing a mop on your head or whatever it is you do during an excercise.  Oldshit, are you chillin' with Double O?  Haven't seen anything from you in while.  ST, I'm definately excited about Vegas.  I'll be there the day before Double O flies in, how's that sound?

Peace and Love,

Mungo

4.5 Months

Yup, that is all I have left. No more. (hopefully)

We are in the middle of an exercise that will hopefully end tommorow night. Doubt it, but it is possible. I will be happy if we just end the MOPP shit.

Ah well, such is life.

Y'all have a good day

Eddie

The Transamericanian Jet-Setter Bum

Okay okay okay!  So after talking to my mother last night, I decided once and for all that, YES! I will be moving to AlAskA for shizzle.  I had been feeling pretty guilty about getting out of the Air Force and treating my family like just another point on the map for me to hit up on a road trip.  After expressing this thought to my momma, she said, "Erik.  You'll be 25.  You're young yet and you have a whole life ready to be lived.  If you move back to Iowa, you... won't live the life you need.  You had better move to AlAskA, you had better get back into those mountains, and you had better start school."  I love my mommy.

I'm feeling very ill today.  I do not want to be here no way no how nuh uh.

Have I told you guys about the new story I'm working on?  Paradise Plain is it's name, my transamerican story is its game.  I'm very excited about writing this thing, it's really very excellent... says I.  It starts off with a despicable view of Florida's panhandle; specifically juxoposition of the cold and dry proclivity of the locals despite the tropical storms and inherent humidity.  From there I move on to tell stories of how I have plenty of good TIMES, but no good DAYS.  I have friends and lightning here in the panhandle, but there is nothing (not at all) strong enough to hold me here.  Leaving Florida will be like a diet for my life.  But with all diets, when you trim the fat, you're bound to lose a little muscle. 

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the day:  Mungocult - "The Transamerianian Jet-Setter Bum"

Phonzilla vs Stormzilla

Hot and muggy day here. Not many clouds around here either. 1600 hrs rolls around and all of a sudden the winds start whipping around. The lightning and thunder start roaring. Within 15 min the streets were flooding. Then all hell broke loose.
 
It rained like mad on our side of the valley and the lightning was insane as well. Beck and I were outside trying to get Crazy Daisy to pee and lightning struck just a few blocks away...Beck and I both about jumped out of our skin! My ears were ringing for awhile after that one. I had to venture out to get Tahoe from the vet (teeth cleaning) and I had the windshield wipers on full blast and I was only going 30-35mph. Water was up over the curbs and the streets were pretty much under an inch to a foot of water everywhere. Lightning was striking close by at leat 6-7 a minute. The power in the vets office even went out for a second when lighting struck nearby.
 
The whole stormzilla only lasted about an hour before it passed us. Afterward we could here sirens everywhere and as we were leaving our neighborhood there was a fire truck in front of a house just down the street. We stopped and the neighbors said that they thought it was hit by lightning! Damn dude!
 
On the way back from dinner (about 2 hours after the storm) you would have never thought all hell was just breaking loose. Everything was dried up.
 
Game over,
ST

YO YO

It is Oldshit's B-Day today (over here) We are going to go out to lunch with some other friends and have a good time.
 
I am still having issues with the blogger. I still can not open the regular one that you just read. I have to sign in and read them that way. That does not work all the time either. This will probably work itself out around the time that I get a connection back in the states.
 
Mungo, What the fuck was with that last post? I am guessing it read all the font stuff and could not do it because of the blogg not allowing it or something.
 
Anyway......
 
Dueces
 
Eddie

Phonezilla vs. Lightning and Thunder

I ended up talking to Bubblicious last night too.  He said he will have enough money on his next pay check.  We spoke briefly about me not moving to AlAskA right away.  Then I talked to my brother (he's a garbage man now) and he seems to be doing better.  He has steady work, he has plans to start school at NIACC (North Iowa Area Community College) and he's been playing guitar a bunch.  It's good to hear my brother sound like a regular happy 20 year old young man!  I talked to my pops, he's curious to know why I think moving to AlAskA with no money or moving to Iowa with no money would be easier on me one way or the other.  It's a good point.  I let him know the same thing I told Double O, I'll call/e-mail/blog everyone involved on Wednesday (after my finance brief)... I'll keep y'all up to date on the Haps.

 

Last night, while I was on the phone with madaddy, insane cold winds started blowing in from the west (the land side), huge amounts of rain started to fall and then the flashes of lightning illuminated the ground like mid-day.  Thunder shook the apartment.  Larry Kershner remarked, "I reminds me of Elkhart as a kid."

 

Peace and Love,

Mungonator

 

Song of the day:  Ani DiFranco - "Fuel"

Trippin Flippin and Rippin

Things here are swell. What I mean to say is that things here are dandy.

Daisy is cute as can be and I will have pictures on my site by the end of this coming weekend. She still doesn't get the whole taking a shit outside but at least she doesn't scream all night. Although, we do get up about every 2-3 hours at night and take her out to pee. I am hoping she will figure out the concept of where to do her thing.

Ashlee is still two and you can tell. Can't complain too much since I have seen worse.

Life is pretty good here in Las Vegas. They are saying that it may rain today. That would be cool since we only get 4.5 inches of falling water a year.

Talk to you fags later.

ST

Van der Waals can pigolo this->

Forces of Van of the Waals, were baptized forces of London; scatter forces of London.  The German physicist Fritz London is out of his mind.  Kindsa like this site:  http://www.nationmaster.com/encyclopedia/London-forces I like this idea, but I think it sounds better high on tea. Shouting and shouting and shouting! They could make the conditions for something more quiet.  London Forces is a surplus of lies. Limes and wacky oranges. Somewhat freshly squeezed, something you can open with your lips. Which never turns sour. I don't know, where the quiet streets are.  Are they simple to find? What is the studio called? Is it called Shutter Nose?  I mentioned the silent presses to Badoo, but I don't think he heard me.  I was so quiet... I whipered it from my tent. I like sparklers. I take a grasp of them, I ignite them and then throw them and let flow directly upward and rain downward upon the heads of others.  There is a girl of the photographic machine. Her name is Amanda.  She's lovely. You'd look at her parts. She's probably the only girl who knows me most pleasantly in Florida. As soon as I know it completely, we will imply a future in steady plans of disembarkation of Florida together.  If you think her a dismountingly responsible person, for she's a dangerous person, your prospective as my friends would make you right.  She has a thing for all creation's music and has it arranged in a one-night format, easy to conqure on headphones. We've made it into clear programs for evening.  We hope you like it.

Skate hard, retard,
Nedosis

Cold Legged Mother Load

"Well That Is That, And These Is These"

Mungo on the way out

Mungo, I feel your pain brother. I have "senioritis" already. I hate my job, I am not looking forward to going to hill, but I am looking forward to leaving Korea.

Don't get me wrong. I love controlling. There is nothing in the AF that I would want to do, but the office shit drives me insane and seeing where this AF is going, I don't want to be a part of it.

I am ready to be a cop. If that does not work out for some reason, I have no problems with driving a postal vehicle. If that don't work out, I would work for my uncle with his business.

The SRB still does not make me want to stay in. In fact, the only reason I would re-enlist is if I could max out the bonus. But that is still not incentive enough.

My supervisors want me to stay in. Most of them want me to go to AWIDS. That is nice to know that they have confidence in me, but I don't care at this point. I have done more than my fair share of time and am ready to get the fuck out.

ST... How is the new pup working out?

Later Bro's

Transferring A Call

In four easy steps!

1) After answering a call, press the "transfer" button
        With the exception of my month of wavering, from the moment I joined the Air Force I have planned on separation.  I hit the transfer button right away

2) Dial "3" then the extension you wish to transfer the call to
        Double O is the man for letting me stay at his house in Anchorage.  I can't wait to get back to AlAskA.  Leaving Panama City is good enough, leaving Florida is even better, but leaving the south and gaining AlAskA is the most I could ask for and best it could have turned out.  There really is no end to my excitement.

3) Wait for the receiving party to answer.  When they have opened the line, simply hit the "transfer" button again
        His friend, Billy, is going to be moving into an apartment around the same time I will be getting up there, and I will probably end up moving in with Billy.  Billy looks like a mountain man... or a biker, depending on how much sleep he's got.

4) Listen to ensure that the transfer worked, then hang up
        I guess all I have to do now is wait it out.  I have 44 days left in the Air Force.  That's just amazing.  I've been trying my very hardest not to let "senioritis" hit me.  But I think it has.  I know this part of my life is about over.  Sometimes it's a depressing thought, but mostly I remember that I have had some really great times that I never would have experienced had I not joined the Air Force.  I wouldn't have met any of you.  But this part of my life is over, and it's time for me to get on with what I really want to do with my life:  SPACE TRAVEL

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Here's the Distribution

I went to Fort Walton Beach and swam in a hotel pool that looked like Mikey Mouse's head.  I swam and drank beer with Kevin, Tommy, Elaine, and their friend Jamie for 4 or 5 hours.  It was a good time.  Then I went to Target and bought a tee-shirt that says, "DUDE."  It's rippin' awsome.  For diner we went to Olive Garden where we all got full on bread sticks and house salad and didn't have much of an appitite for our main courses...which none of us ate very much of.  Also had a beer and a wine there.  Then we went back to the hotel and drank and listened to music.  Then we went to Morris' house and drank more, watched "Airheads," almost passed out.  Then Kevin drove us back to his house and we played guitar, drank beers, and finally passed out...hard.  Then we woke up at 0700 and went canoeing.  We drank a whole bunch of Gatorade.  It has been over 100 degress in Florida too.  S.T., I feel your pain-o, yo.  Paino, piano... pa-tato, pa-toto.  Last night I played GHOST RECON: JUNGLE THUNDER until almost 2300 when I HAD to got to bed.

Got to go find missing airmen.
Mungo

Trippin Daisy's

Daisy is in the house.

Weenie dog and Yorkie Terrier mix. Cute as hell. 3 months old.

ST

This Crap Is For The Dogs

Today (as well as yesterday) we are going to go look at dogs. Yes, Beck wants to find a friend for Tahoe. Noble idea...just a pain in the ass! Okay, so it is my job to be grumpy about this. I am sure that I will love the dog and it will be better for Tahoe to have a playmate.

STILL A PAIN IN MY ASS!

Oh yeah, and we are going to check out some stuff for Eddie's new place...well, his new place to be...in a few months...next year...sometime.

ST

Fort Walton Beach

Here I am in Ft Walton. Mark Morris has a laptop. I don't have much to say. But I have had a lot to drink. Ya ya! West side.

You all all my heros. I can't wait until September.

Nake pictures of Bee Arthur.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

OOPS!!

So there I am, I am checking the blog every day and trying to think of shit to write about. Well, Not much is going through my mind.

I will have this to say though...

A few days ago, It got ugly. All of our missions cancelled and they turned the beer light on at the squadron. Not a bad thing in most cases. I had a couple beers then my sup busted out the shots and said "Ahh, come on Skid, just take one" so I did. But he did not stop at one. and I don't remember most of the night. I puked for the first time since I have been here. I think this is because if I had taken a breathalizer test I would have blown well over a .20. Not a good thing. I could not walk home. I was basically drug home by 2 people. I then fell and hit my head on the toilet while going to puke. I have a small gash on the middle of my forehead. I was told it bled quite a bit. I also fucked up my knee which is now getting better except when I put latteral pressure on it.

I am not particullarly proud of this moment, but I figured that y'all would want to know how much of an idiot I can be. I am also not proud of this because I think I was about a shot away from alcohol poisoning.

I NEED to leave this place. 4.5 months left and hopefully no more occasions like that again.

Sorry ST for not bloggin' more.

Eddie

I am all about the blogginz

I have no problems being the only one to blog. I think that in a year or so it will be a blast to see what was going through my mind.

Well, it is Friday and life is good. We had Beck's nephew, Michael, and a friend of his drive down from UT to take care of some stuff so they are using our house to crash at. He called on the day they were coming to ask if it was okay...geez, a little more notice would have been nice. Oh well, no biggie.

Beck and I are going to get up and go riding tomorrow at 0500 to try and beat the heat. Riding in 110 degrees is NOT fun.

I think that we are also going to go to the pound and look at dogs. It would be nice for Tahoe to have a friend since I think he gets bored during the day. I don't know if we can get as lucky as we did with Tahoe. We will probably come home empty handed but it will be nice to look.

We got the truck washed yesterday and the idots at the car wash put Armor All on the steps! I have almost busted my ass several times getting in the damn truck...some people.

Done.

ST

Jet ski polution?

Mungo stated somewhere that he was really concerned about having fun on a jet ski because of the pollution it causes. Mungo...sorry dude, I have to school you on this one. Your concern is a typical "Liberal" environmentalist response and must be dealt with in the harshest manner! ;)

How many miles do you think you have driven your car just because you were bored? Jones runs, etc? I bet that adds up to quite a few gallons of gas.

Having fun on jet skis or quads every now and then isn't going to kill all the cute little animals. Everything in moderation.

Have fun and try not too worry too much.

ST

Is it winter time yet?

The official high here was 108. In the real world driving around it was at least 110+.

This is the time of year that I hate Vegas. Just too damn hot to do anything. We won't see high's below 100 for probably 2 months or longer.

Not too much going on. I want to go ride my quads but the heat is just too much. Maybe I will get up around 0500 this weekend and go. Then again...maybe not.

ST out

Ahhh... the life in the Big K

Well, yesterday was yet another 12 hour work day. This shit is getting old. Actually I am just trying to keep on ridin' that wave to get the fuck outta here.

nothing exciting going on over here. The weekend was un-eventful for the most part. Just did the typical thing people do over here. Drink, screw around.

Wish there were something more for me to add, but there ain't.

The Ocean Blinks

FRIDAY:  played 20 holes of golf/played Rainbow Six 3 on PS2
SATURDAY:  drove to Crestview to see Aaron Wood (of airport fame)/played poker and croquet
SUNDAY:  swam/floated in the Gulf of Mexico/played Rainbow Six 3/watched The Day After Tomorrow
MONDAY:  started writing a new story ("Paradise Plain") about my trip from Florida to AlAsKA

That's right, I've begun the story before the events have taken place.  What of it?  Did everyone have a great time on their breaks?  I hope so!  (could someone send a blog update to me via e-mail?  That would be sweet.)

I had a good weekend.  A little burnt, but it was good.  Tonight I'm going out with the girl at the camera store.  She doesn't know it yet, but, by goodness, it's going to happen.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the Day:  Pele - "Wounded Dog Walks Heathy"

Home On The Range Part...57 or something like that.

Home from camping. Boy was it beautiful up in the mountains! We just found a spot off of a dirt road and camped. There was a creek with a little waterfall right by us. Our nearest neighbor was about 1/4 mile away and it was amazing!

There are so many ATV trails to ride that you could be there for weeks and not see them all.

The downside. My kid was the total "terrible two". Beck and I just about lost our minds because Ashlee would throw a fit about ANYTHING. Sunday she wasn't too bad though and we got some good riding in.

On Sat night we went into the small town (population about 1500 or so) and watched a really cool fireworks show. Great time. You may be wondering why they had the fireworks on Sat and not Sun. In Mormon country Sun is family time and you don't really go out and do stuff.

Overall the trip was amazing.

Where are all the basards at? No one blogging any more?

ST

Ready to get the hell out.

I am so ready to get the hell out of Vegas for the weekend. Will blog when we get home. Have a good 4th.

ST out.

Long ass day

Yesterday I went into work at around 0700. I had to go in early to control a tanker mission. No big deal because I was supposed to be done at 1600. Well, then I instructed a person and hooked him on it. The flight started off with an emergency that the student did really well with. Better than most qualified controllers do that I have seen. Then the mission came. I don't really know how to describe it other than... It was all fucked up. Not many calls were correct. So I hooked him. This now meant that I had to go to the debrief with him. the debrief started at 1930. I was not done until 2100.

It was a long fucking day.

That is pretty much the eventful stuff for that day. I got done with work and went out, met Oldfart, and drank a few beers and wound down.

I have to go into work today (a day off for the base) for a DOT meeting. How I got roped into this I don't know. I am not even attatched to DOT. But, my flight CC wanted me there. That is coming up in about 2 hours or so.

Have fun camping ST.

Eddie