If a picture's worth a thousand words, and I've just posted three,
does that mean I can get away with not posting for another week or so?
I think it does.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
I'm getting anxious to be on leave.
Also, I sent Matt a care package today with a few goodies.
In other news it's getting hot out here, and we had our first sand storm of the season. Also, there are issues with my re-enlistment chit and two different branches of my chain of command have it held in limbo while they decide who has he biggest collection of rubber stamps. Personally, I'm voting for the NCs over the LT. Not so much because I think the NCs will win, but because if they do it means less work for me.
Also, I sent Matt a care package today with a few goodies.
In other news it's getting hot out here, and we had our first sand storm of the season. Also, there are issues with my re-enlistment chit and two different branches of my chain of command have it held in limbo while they decide who has he biggest collection of rubber stamps. Personally, I'm voting for the NCs over the LT. Not so much because I think the NCs will win, but because if they do it means less work for me.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
I got an email from my brother today!
He's doing well and is keeping busy, and asked me to send two dozen screws and some snacks. So I bought the screws, some drywall anchors, some pringles, some dominoes, a set of fuzzy dice, and some toilet paper (it's the good kind too). In theory, I'll mail it tomorrow.
Also, I didn't break my foot this morning, at least I didn't think anything was broken. I've broken bones before, and this didn't hurt nearly as much, but Chief told me to get it looked at anyway. Sure enough, the X-rays came back fine, so the HM1 told me to hydrate and keep on running, just not more than ten miles a week.
Something I did break however was my resolve to not spend money needlessly... In other words, I bought some bling. I know it's frivolous, and I've never been much for wearing jewelry, but I wanted something to remember Bahrain by and nothing says "So long sucka!" like 18k gold.
He's doing well and is keeping busy, and asked me to send two dozen screws and some snacks. So I bought the screws, some drywall anchors, some pringles, some dominoes, a set of fuzzy dice, and some toilet paper (it's the good kind too). In theory, I'll mail it tomorrow.
Also, I didn't break my foot this morning, at least I didn't think anything was broken. I've broken bones before, and this didn't hurt nearly as much, but Chief told me to get it looked at anyway. Sure enough, the X-rays came back fine, so the HM1 told me to hydrate and keep on running, just not more than ten miles a week.
Something I did break however was my resolve to not spend money needlessly... In other words, I bought some bling. I know it's frivolous, and I've never been much for wearing jewelry, but I wanted something to remember Bahrain by and nothing says "So long sucka!" like 18k gold.
I got an email from my brother today!
He's doing well and is keeping busy, and asked me to send two dozen screws and some snacks. So I bought the screws, some drywall anchors, some pringles, some dominoes, a set of fuzzy dice, and some toilet paper (it's the good kind too). In theory, I'll mail it tomorrow.
Also, I didn't break my foot this morning, at least I didn't think anything was broken. I've broken bones before, and this didn't hurt nearly as much, but Chief told me to get it looked at anyway. Sure enough, the X-rays came back fine, so the HM1 told me to hydrate and keep on running, just not more than ten miles a week.
Something I did break however was my resolve to not spend money needlessly... In other words, I bought some bling. I know it's frivolous, and I've never been much for wearing jewelry, but I wanted something to remember Bahrain by and nothing says "So long sucka!" like 18k gold.
He's doing well and is keeping busy, and asked me to send two dozen screws and some snacks. So I bought the screws, some drywall anchors, some pringles, some dominoes, a set of fuzzy dice, and some toilet paper (it's the good kind too). In theory, I'll mail it tomorrow.
Also, I didn't break my foot this morning, at least I didn't think anything was broken. I've broken bones before, and this didn't hurt nearly as much, but Chief told me to get it looked at anyway. Sure enough, the X-rays came back fine, so the HM1 told me to hydrate and keep on running, just not more than ten miles a week.
Something I did break however was my resolve to not spend money needlessly... In other words, I bought some bling. I know it's frivolous, and I've never been much for wearing jewelry, but I wanted something to remember Bahrain by and nothing says "So long sucka!" like 18k gold.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
I ran five miles yesterday morning for the first time since A school. I won't lie, it almost beat me down. I have a lot of new blisters, and need to invest in a new pair of shoes, but now that I've done it once it's going to be that much easier to do again, and again, and again.
Also, I decided to make a go at doing 20 in the Navy.
There's a bit of paperwork to do, but my re-enlistment should happen on June 2nd.
O! A friend of mine got baptized last night. She's a Catholic, and her baptism happened at their Easter vigil, so the whole ceremony was a bit odd to me. I sat next to a mutual friend, who goes to the Baptist service with me so at least we would be lost at the same points in the Mass.
Also, my kid brother is now over here and a bit further north than I am. The water's bad up there, the bugs are bad up there, and the camel spiders would eat your kitty cat for breakfast. If you want to send any supplies his way I'm sure his whole division would appreciate it. Email me if you want his mailing address.
Things I know he'll need:
Toilet Paper
Bug Spray (Guy's who have been there tell me Skin So Soft works the best)
Anti-bacterial hand disinfectant.
Dish Soap.
There's more to the list, I'll update it shortly.
Also, I decided to make a go at doing 20 in the Navy.
There's a bit of paperwork to do, but my re-enlistment should happen on June 2nd.
O! A friend of mine got baptized last night. She's a Catholic, and her baptism happened at their Easter vigil, so the whole ceremony was a bit odd to me. I sat next to a mutual friend, who goes to the Baptist service with me so at least we would be lost at the same points in the Mass.
Also, my kid brother is now over here and a bit further north than I am. The water's bad up there, the bugs are bad up there, and the camel spiders would eat your kitty cat for breakfast. If you want to send any supplies his way I'm sure his whole division would appreciate it. Email me if you want his mailing address.
Things I know he'll need:
Toilet Paper
Bug Spray (Guy's who have been there tell me Skin So Soft works the best)
Anti-bacterial hand disinfectant.
Dish Soap.
There's more to the list, I'll update it shortly.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
One of the assignments for the victimology class I'm in right now involved coming to terms with societies fascination with murder via all the different words the english lanugage has which allude to it.
Some people went with infanticide, or genocide, while others strayed to 187, liquidate and slay. I was kinda miffed that someone already had genocide, because I wanted to tie it into the situation with Rwanda, but what can I say those are the breaks. At any rate, I chose to define assassination.
Assassination
One theory states that this word has it's origins in a fringe Shia order, the Nizari Ismailis, more commonly known as the Hashshashin. According to research, this group used to ingest Hashish before combat missions in order to be fearless.
Dictionary.com defines Assasination as:
1) To murder (a prominent person) by surprise attack, as for political reasons.
2) To destroy or injure treacherously: assassinate a rival's character.
I'm not entirely satisfied with the limitations of the first definition as it leaves a bit of gray area open for debate. For instance, what if you murdered someone by surprise attack for personal reasons, what if the person you murdered for political reasons wasn't prominent, would these instances still be considered assassination?
Talk about an easy homework assignment! I think I'll go to bed early tonight.
Some people went with infanticide, or genocide, while others strayed to 187, liquidate and slay. I was kinda miffed that someone already had genocide, because I wanted to tie it into the situation with Rwanda, but what can I say those are the breaks. At any rate, I chose to define assassination.
Assassination
One theory states that this word has it's origins in a fringe Shia order, the Nizari Ismailis, more commonly known as the Hashshashin. According to research, this group used to ingest Hashish before combat missions in order to be fearless.
Dictionary.com defines Assasination as:
1) To murder (a prominent person) by surprise attack, as for political reasons.
2) To destroy or injure treacherously: assassinate a rival's character.
I'm not entirely satisfied with the limitations of the first definition as it leaves a bit of gray area open for debate. For instance, what if you murdered someone by surprise attack for personal reasons, what if the person you murdered for political reasons wasn't prominent, would these instances still be considered assassination?
Talk about an easy homework assignment! I think I'll go to bed early tonight.
Saturday, April 08, 2006
So I was working on T-shirt logos for my detachment.
They're too large to put on this blog, but here are links to two versions
Black and White
In Color
Other than that not much is new.
Yes Rob, before you say it I totally bit off the image of that Knight from Oblivion. But it's not being reproduced for a profit, so that makes it ok right?
They're too large to put on this blog, but here are links to two versions
Black and White
In Color
Other than that not much is new.
Yes Rob, before you say it I totally bit off the image of that Knight from Oblivion. But it's not being reproduced for a profit, so that makes it ok right?
Friday, April 07, 2006
Should I stay or should I go?
This song, or rather it's chorus, has been running through my mind the last few days. (and nights come to think of it)
"Should I stay or should I go now?
If I go there will be trouble
And if I stay it will be double..."
You see it's like this. I've reached that magical point in my career where it's time to re-enlist or face the consequences. On the one hand, if I get out I can get my masters. On the other hand if I stay in I can get my masters, but it'll take the better part of the next five years. If I get out I can buy a house and get a dog. If I stay in I can still buy a house, but will then have to rent it when I'm overseas... Oh, yea and with this job forget the pooch.
I've only been in for three years but have already made extremely good headway in gaining rank and if I did 20 there's no doubt I'd retire as a senior chief or master chief. On the other hand, if I get out I stand a pretty good chance of working somewhere in government law enforcement and would probably do pretty well there too.
What it really boils down to is, do I want to move every two to four years for the next 17 years, or do I want to try for something a bit more stable.
At any rate, now you know what keeps me up at night.
"So come on and let me know....
Should I stay or should I go?"
This song, or rather it's chorus, has been running through my mind the last few days. (and nights come to think of it)
"Should I stay or should I go now?
If I go there will be trouble
And if I stay it will be double..."
You see it's like this. I've reached that magical point in my career where it's time to re-enlist or face the consequences. On the one hand, if I get out I can get my masters. On the other hand if I stay in I can get my masters, but it'll take the better part of the next five years. If I get out I can buy a house and get a dog. If I stay in I can still buy a house, but will then have to rent it when I'm overseas... Oh, yea and with this job forget the pooch.
I've only been in for three years but have already made extremely good headway in gaining rank and if I did 20 there's no doubt I'd retire as a senior chief or master chief. On the other hand, if I get out I stand a pretty good chance of working somewhere in government law enforcement and would probably do pretty well there too.
What it really boils down to is, do I want to move every two to four years for the next 17 years, or do I want to try for something a bit more stable.
At any rate, now you know what keeps me up at night.
"So come on and let me know....
Should I stay or should I go?"
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
I was walking to my apartment last night and saw the oddest thing.
Out here that workers are a dime a dozen, and I think the last guy who whispered the word OSHA can probably be found beneath one of the pillars they are hammering away at.
Here's something I did while avoiding homework the other day.
Out here that workers are a dime a dozen, and I think the last guy who whispered the word OSHA can probably be found beneath one of the pillars they are hammering away at.
Here's something I did while avoiding homework the other day.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
My new office is nice.... It has a window.
I share it with a chief, but he's gone a lot. It's in an out of the way place so I'm not bothered nearly as much as I used to be. The only downside is that there are two other offices up there right next to mine which include two chiefs and a warrant officer, so I end up getting tasked with stupid stuff like "go and make me some copies", and "MA2, could you hook up my printer again." Still, it's better than where I was before and I'll gladly take the bad with the good.
At any rate, that's my story and I'm sticken to it.
O, I'm still going to Getmo and will be returning stateside for a whole month of leave, somewhere around the 20th of June.
I share it with a chief, but he's gone a lot. It's in an out of the way place so I'm not bothered nearly as much as I used to be. The only downside is that there are two other offices up there right next to mine which include two chiefs and a warrant officer, so I end up getting tasked with stupid stuff like "go and make me some copies", and "MA2, could you hook up my printer again." Still, it's better than where I was before and I'll gladly take the bad with the good.
At any rate, that's my story and I'm sticken to it.
O, I'm still going to Getmo and will be returning stateside for a whole month of leave, somewhere around the 20th of June.
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Chief: Schaefer, what a huge office you have... You in here all by yourself?
Me: No Chief, GM2 Simmons sits right over there. Out of curiosity, why do you ask?
Chief: The Warrant was over scoping out my office this morning, he's moving in and I need to find a new space for myself and two YN's. You're office is really nice...
Me: It's really not that nice Chief, there's no way to lock the door, none of the filing cabinets lock either, you'd have no way to keep all your sensitive stuff secured.
Chief: (Laughing) I think I'm gonna like this office, it's really nice... and there's so much room.
This is the fourth office I've had since January. Every time I get into a new space and set everything up the way I like it, somebodies gotta come along and snatch the productivity right out from under me.
I guess it's not so bad, maybe my next office will have a door that locks. God help them if it does! I'd lock that sucker, put on the headphones and not come out till the day was over, the network was down, or I had to track down some unfortunate overling and apply the ikkyo grip of my virtuous will.
But I digress...
Me: No Chief, GM2 Simmons sits right over there. Out of curiosity, why do you ask?
Chief: The Warrant was over scoping out my office this morning, he's moving in and I need to find a new space for myself and two YN's. You're office is really nice...
Me: It's really not that nice Chief, there's no way to lock the door, none of the filing cabinets lock either, you'd have no way to keep all your sensitive stuff secured.
Chief: (Laughing) I think I'm gonna like this office, it's really nice... and there's so much room.
This is the fourth office I've had since January. Every time I get into a new space and set everything up the way I like it, somebodies gotta come along and snatch the productivity right out from under me.
I guess it's not so bad, maybe my next office will have a door that locks. God help them if it does! I'd lock that sucker, put on the headphones and not come out till the day was over, the network was down, or I had to track down some unfortunate overling and apply the ikkyo grip of my virtuous will.
But I digress...
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
So things are kind of in the gray area again with whether or not I'll be going to another duty station or staying here. Ever since I got my orders and found that they had me at my next duty station two months longer than I would be on active duty, I've been trying to get someone to tell me how the two months were going to be adjusted for. Normally the sailor would have to route a request to extend for those two months or lose the orders.
I wouldn't have a problem with extending, except that I get out in early December, which means I get to be home for Christmas. If I do extend for those two months and get out in Feb. there is no way they'll let me go home for Christmas right before I leave the Navy for good.
To make a short story long, somebody finally emailed me back and wants to start looking into the situation, so it looks like I might know for sure in the next few days where it is that I'll actually spend my last 18 months in the Navy.
I wouldn't have a problem with extending, except that I get out in early December, which means I get to be home for Christmas. If I do extend for those two months and get out in Feb. there is no way they'll let me go home for Christmas right before I leave the Navy for good.
To make a short story long, somebody finally emailed me back and wants to start looking into the situation, so it looks like I might know for sure in the next few days where it is that I'll actually spend my last 18 months in the Navy.
Friday, March 10, 2006
Saturday, March 04, 2006
Friday, February 24, 2006
This week has been a good week.
I still have a bit of those videos to watch, I'm almost done with my Criminal Justice final, and after that it's goodbye to homework for a whole week!!!
So what will I do with all this new-found free time you ask.
To be honest I'm kinda curious about that one.
Believe it or not I think I might write a poem or two.
Oh, Yeah.
Asa! Asa! Asa! came from Alexi and Abbe's little girl, Mable, when she first began to talk. I used to hang out with Alexi when Abbe was at work. Before Mable could talk, I would repeat my name to her in the hopes that when she did start talking she would know my name. The way Alexi tells it, a couple of days after she started talking he was driving over to see me and when he rounded the block and my townhouse was in view Mable recognized it and started saying Asa! Asa! Asa! because she thought it was one long word instead of a short word repeated again and again and again.
So anyway, that's my story and I'm stickin to it.
I still have a bit of those videos to watch, I'm almost done with my Criminal Justice final, and after that it's goodbye to homework for a whole week!!!
So what will I do with all this new-found free time you ask.
To be honest I'm kinda curious about that one.
Believe it or not I think I might write a poem or two.
Oh, Yeah.
Asa! Asa! Asa! came from Alexi and Abbe's little girl, Mable, when she first began to talk. I used to hang out with Alexi when Abbe was at work. Before Mable could talk, I would repeat my name to her in the hopes that when she did start talking she would know my name. The way Alexi tells it, a couple of days after she started talking he was driving over to see me and when he rounded the block and my townhouse was in view Mable recognized it and started saying Asa! Asa! Asa! because she thought it was one long word instead of a short word repeated again and again and again.
So anyway, that's my story and I'm stickin to it.
Monday, February 20, 2006
So I just got this package from home with some family videos of last Christmas!!!
EURIKA!!!!
There were also some cookies,
some old DVD's (including a Sherlock Holmes one that I've never ever even heard of!)
and a cool puzzle from My brother who's blog is never-ever updated.
The Christmas videos were the best though. and long tooo. I' haven't even cracked the surface. There are litterally hours of stuff!!!
anyway, gotta go and have Christmas, catch you fools later.
Asa! Asa! Asa!
EURIKA!!!!
There were also some cookies,
some old DVD's (including a Sherlock Holmes one that I've never ever even heard of!)
and a cool puzzle from My brother who's blog is never-ever updated.
The Christmas videos were the best though. and long tooo. I' haven't even cracked the surface. There are litterally hours of stuff!!!
anyway, gotta go and have Christmas, catch you fools later.
Asa! Asa! Asa!
Friday, February 17, 2006
I bald-facedly ripped off Holly's blog for this.
Four jobs you have had:
1. Fiber Optic Cable Splicer/Prepper
2. Computer Support Technician
3. Landscaper (glorified ditch digger/sod layer)
4. Navy Cop
Four movies you could watch over and over:
1. The princess bride
2. Second Hand Lions
3. Groundhog's Day
4. Dirty Rotten Scoundrels
Four places you've lived:
1. Bemidji MinnysOta
2. Yokosuka Japan
3. Brainerd Minnesota
4. Manama Bahrain
Four TV shows you love to watch:
1. Serenity (again and again and again)
2. Scrubs
3. Mythbusters (did you see the one where they welded rockets to the top of the '67 Impala!?!)
4. Frasier
Four places you've been on vacation:
1. Bemidji
2. Seattle
3. Some city in Canada (I was kind of young)
4. Tehachapi California
Four of your favorite foods:
1. Bananas
2. Shrimps (you can't have just one)
3. General Tzo's Chicken
4. Steamed Broccoli
Four places you'd rather be right now:
1. The U.S.
2. England
3. Germany
4. Spain
Four sites I visit daily: (only 4?!?)
1. My Brother's Blog http://www.mattinthesand.blogspot.com/
2. Google
3. My brother from another mother's blog http://www.madchatthew.blogspot.com/
4. My other brother from another mother's blog http://www.canopenner.blogspot.com/
Four Bloggers you are tagging:
1. Christy (the hubristic minx)
2. Holly (the icebound bobby-soxer at heart)
3. Holly (the loquacious canary)
4. Robert (the pleonastic puck)
Four jobs you have had:
1. Fiber Optic Cable Splicer/Prepper
2. Computer Support Technician
3. Landscaper (glorified ditch digger/sod layer)
4. Navy Cop
Four movies you could watch over and over:
1. The princess bride
2. Second Hand Lions
3. Groundhog's Day
4. Dirty Rotten Scoundrels
Four places you've lived:
1. Bemidji MinnysOta
2. Yokosuka Japan
3. Brainerd Minnesota
4. Manama Bahrain
Four TV shows you love to watch:
1. Serenity (again and again and again)
2. Scrubs
3. Mythbusters (did you see the one where they welded rockets to the top of the '67 Impala!?!)
4. Frasier
Four places you've been on vacation:
1. Bemidji
2. Seattle
3. Some city in Canada (I was kind of young)
4. Tehachapi California
Four of your favorite foods:
1. Bananas
2. Shrimps (you can't have just one)
3. General Tzo's Chicken
4. Steamed Broccoli
Four places you'd rather be right now:
1. The U.S.
2. England
3. Germany
4. Spain
Four sites I visit daily: (only 4?!?)
1. My Brother's Blog http://www.mattinthesand.blogspot.com/
2. Google
3. My brother from another mother's blog http://www.madchatthew.blogspot.com/
4. My other brother from another mother's blog http://www.canopenner.blogspot.com/
Four Bloggers you are tagging:
1. Christy (the hubristic minx)
2. Holly (the icebound bobby-soxer at heart)
3. Holly (the loquacious canary)
4. Robert (the pleonastic puck)
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
"The analysts write about war as if it's a ballet . . . like it's choreographed ahead of time, and when the orchestra strikes up and starts playing, everyone goes out there and plays a set piece.
"What I always say to those folks is, 'Yes, it's choreographed, and what happens is the orchestra starts playing and some !@#$%! climbs out of the orchestra pit with a bayonet and starts chasing you around the stage.' And the choreography goes right out the window."
-Norman Schwarzkopf
"What I always say to those folks is, 'Yes, it's choreographed, and what happens is the orchestra starts playing and some !@#$%! climbs out of the orchestra pit with a bayonet and starts chasing you around the stage.' And the choreography goes right out the window."
-Norman Schwarzkopf
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