Introduction....

Days go by and I try to find things or ways to explain my constant battle in this destruction riddled country....naaaa just kidding all that crazy stuff come later. First I have to make sure you are interested enough to go on.

Anyway I was just introduced to the wide world of blogging by the most wonderful person I've ever met. You may know her as Stephanie, she something else huh. Anyway I tend to describe things better in words about what I'm going through or what I'm feeling. Pretty strange for a guy you think, you cant even imagine the rest of it. So through the days of worrying and the constant fight to go on out here in the desert. This is round two of my career in the military its probably going to be a short career considering I'm only 22 years old and have more gray hair then your grandfather. At the tender age of 19 I was deployed as an infantryman to Iraq in small town/city called Bayji. That deployment was something else.. What average civilians would call stupid I called invigorating everyday mortars would rain down on our little compound south of the city. Rockets, tracers, bombs, And suicidal maniacs trying at all costs to take my small life at that time.........Intrigued yet hardly....


ROUND 2

This time around the deployment is far from interesting...I sit around constantly pondering what the fuck I'm doing in this crazy country, wasting my time with census missions, Humanitarian missions, rebuilding things these people could careless about lets put it this way...If its not green in the form of small papers that are worth these peoples family they don't care. Anyway again I sit here draining my energy walking miles upon miles through desert and jungles trying to find small farms south of Baghdad to issue micro grants for a small amount of money so they can waste it on whiskey and ammunition to sell to the supposed insurgents that we haven't seen yet this time ah well KEEP ON TRUCKING...I live for this shit...it makes a snickers bar and a Pepsi all worth it ten fold at the end of the day....

LEAVE t-Minus 9 and counting



Here in about nine days I'm gonna receive a small token of appreciation from our govt.. By way of 18 days to rekindle what Ive lost over the months with the ones I love.
During these 18 days ill visit friends, family, and Of course the one reason I'm over here doing the dirty work Stephanie. You have no idea what its like to look into a small video box the size of a dollar bill on a nightly basis....not that I'm complaining...its just making the real thing so anticipated..its so close I can taste it...we have so mucch planned from concerts to weddings to An all American baseball game...All while being intoxicated and surrounded by FUNNN....To the two of us its our vacation our time to shine our time to love...Its gonna be Badddddassss....And that's just the beginning.