Brothers

Brothers
E Plurubus Unum, Rex Montis

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Easy night on the town

So, a few nights ago I went out for a quiet evening with grey at Keg. Hardly a soul around, there were only like two doods in the bar. So we hit our 7th or so game of pool (I was having a craaaazy lucky streak) and this hefty blond walks in and plants her 230 lbs or so on a stool right next to the pool table. Needless to say conversation died. She stared at us for a game or so and then started talking, I wasn't really listening, her mouth was moving and noise was coming out. I had another beer. Grey, being the friendly sort, decided to talk to her. I, telling myself that I'm friendly too, decided to go talk to the only other patron in the place. I struck up a thrilling conversation with the guy whos name was Borgis. The conversation lasted for a few seconds until he started talking about ice fishing, and I decided it was time to go see how grey was doing with the blimp.
On the other side of the bar, grey had a very short conversation with the fashion queen, it went something like this. Girl makes a little small talk with Grey, he comments on how she is out alone. She says she has some friends at the pub accross the way, then says, "We should go back there!" At this point Grey busts out a little class on proper english. He explained that it was impossible for him to go "back" with her, because he had never "been" there with her to start with. He then told her it would also be difficult because there was no "we" only "her." This promptly ended the conversation.
No real point to this post other than to point out how witty grey is and that all in all it was a fun night, just hanging out with a buddy shooting pool.
THE END

Monday, August 22, 2005

Here we go

So, we had our little pow-wow at the armory this evening. Time to decide if I am going to sign my waiver and go to Iraq. I came home to mull the idea over for a while. As soon as I got home, I talked with my better half, told her what was going down, and asked what she thought. She said, "You decide what to do, and I'll back you up 100%" Now that's a wife with true love folks. I love her all the more for it. I said, "I'm going."
I'm glad the decision is made. All things are a go, and the preperation begins in earnest. October 1st.........Iraq here we come!!!

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Defending or pretending?

So everyone knows about the Mom that is camped out on Bush's "lawn" right? Her son was KIA over in Iraq. I'm thinking, ok, a little extreme, but her son died and she's grieving.....right? Wrong.
Just how much of a loss was it for her? Was it really a loss? Or is she a "user" using her own son to further her propaganda? I just found out that she was astranged from her son. Took off at early childhood and left her husband to raise him. She had nothing to do with his upbringing. His dad and step mom did. She had almost nothing to do with him his whole life. Now he dies and suddenly it's all about him? I don't buy what she is selling, but I honestly can't believe she would use a memory of her son that she can't even claim to further her agenda!

Points to ponder in this political world we live in.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Paintball

Well, I went out and played some paintball for the first time this summer. Got to go head to head with grey and our phantoms. Good times good times. It feels like I haven't played in forever. It was fun, I just didn't feel like playing a whole lot today. I ended it on a high note. The third and last game played, I managed to hold the right tape in the snake and popped out 5 of the opposing team with my trusty phantom pump. Fun, hot, sweaty evening.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

The look


The look that says, "You're kidding right?" That is the reaction I have to the most recent news. We are now supposed to get ready to saddle up and leave home shortly...(those that need to know the date know, or will know shortly, the rest of you will know soon enough, I'm sure the local news will know the exact date before we do........again) Higher says they are 99% sure that we will leave that day. Anyone know what happens with that little 1% percentage in any equation? They give it to the military. So, I'm preparing to go, but not be shocked if they change the date.......AGAIN! Very odd, they haven't done a family care plan or anything this time around.............new command I guess.....here goes nothing. Posted by Picasa