Mosaic Red
Welcome to my little corner of TCFL. I plan on rambling incessantly about my day to day strife, and the turmoil that I call life. It won't all be interesting, it won't all be flashy, but it will be me. And that's what counts. So come inside if you want to check things out, and peer into the twisted black hole that is my mind.
Update.. I am no longer in Afghanistan, I am back in Idaho living the dream as always. This is my journal, my blog, my story.
-Skeeter
Define "Good"
Thursday, 11 December 2008 04:00
I kind of went off on someone this morning. We had a really rough day yesterday (more details to come), and someone was offering some words of encouragement this morning. He simply said "you guys did real good yesterday". Unfortunately for him, I had been hearing that crap all morning and was kind of in a testy mood. My heated response was asking him to "define good! we lost 7 people" and I stormed off. Some background...
Waskily Wabbits!
Friday, 05 December 2008 07:07
So.. it's been a crazy couple days out here. So I though I would share a little bit of what has been going on lately. The title of this entry actually fits pretty well, as you will read ahead. The feeling of being Elmer Fudd... out looking for wabbits, while the whole time you are simply being messed with... anyways read on..
"Aggressive acquisitions"
Tuesday, 02 December 2008 07:18
For those that are not in the military, and have never been deployed, you can't possibly understand what it takes to get needed equipment and supplies around here. The largest network of underground trading exists at every deployed base in the world. It's just a fact of life. And sometimes... it can be kinda fun. You would be amazed what can be "found" or "aggressively acquired" with the proper motivation.
What's wrong with the shower...
Monday, 01 December 2008 10:35
Something has been truly bothering me the last couple weeks since I arrived out here in the middle of nowhere. Why is it, that culturally, some people are just against showers? I won't mention the specific regional group of people that are involved in this fiasco (no need to have people yelling at me over it). But I just can't understand. Every morning I get up and go workout. More often than not I am a sweaty mess by the time that I am done. My first step of action is a bee-line for the showers. Get in, get clean, get out. Nothing special there. It's after the shower, when I'm trying to brush my teeth or shave, when the annoyance really starts to hit. There is almost always someone standing right next to me at an adjacent sink, bathing. That's right...bathing in the sink.
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