Insomnia

(10 days to go) Its 3 oclock in the fucking morning and I can’t sleep. Again. God DAMN it. I don’t think its stress, maybe excitement about coming home… I dunno about a million thoughts are all swimming around in my head about work and relationships and money and life and I can’t turn off the sound of my own gears turning. Its crunch time here. Thats what I call it anyway. Whenever I get short over here I really focus on getting... Read More

The White Plank

The seasons change like a punch in the mouth.  One minute you are hunched over, eyes squinting in the light, shamal blowing dust in your eyes, bowed before the sun.  The next minute you are shaken by thunder, wind, and mud that falls from the sky.  Not sure what is really happening, you are half dressed, exhausted fingers desperately groping for your rifle at 4 am when a massive thunderclap explodes overhead, only moments later to stumble outside... Read More

“Luxuriating”

Thought i had the day off today, but you know how that goes. My boss came into my room at around 12:30 and was like “dude!? what the hell are you doing still in bed!?” I was laying in bed reading my Howard Hughes biography with incense burning, the AC pumping out full power, and a fresh cup of coffee sitting next to me. My one word response ” luxuriating ” Apparently there was some last minute shit that got spun up so I had... Read More

Churning Gears

I haven’t been able to get to sleep until like 4 or 5 in the morning the past few days. Gears turning in my head keeps me up. Seems like nobody can sleep. The good news is that its Ramadan right now so there are like 28 good movies on all night long. First couple nights I tried to sleep, wrestled my sheets for hours, gave it my best effort, but when you hear the speakers in the minarets crackle to life for prayer time at 315am you know you’re... Read More

Why We Fight

Rocky — This fight you’re having against the Russian – Do you think maybe it ain’t against him? Apollo Creed — If it’s not him, then who is it against? Rocky — Do you think maybe it’s you against you? Apollo Creed — I think you really are getting brain damaged. That’s what I think, Stallion. Rocky — Yeah, maybe, but… I’m speaking the truth, Apollo. Apollo Creed —... Read More

K-2 Killed

Friend “K-2″ Rod Richardson killed today north of Baghdad by EFP. Driven, intelligent, didn’t take any bullshit, one of the finest soldiers I’ve ever worked with. There are probably a million things I could say about him and his amazing life, my regret and sympathy goes out to his family. AKPC_IDS += "1246,";Popularity: 1% [?] Read More

Madhouse

The helo came in and we got resupplied recently and man did we need it. It seemed like I’ve been living off cans of tunafish and beans for the last week now. Don’t even have an opener and my leatherman got punked so I’ve been forced to use a fucking wrench. Fuck it… I’d use a clothes hanger if I had to – hunger kicking in the way it has. The only thing we had here besides canned food is peanut butter and a shitload... Read More

You Heal Me To Death – by Jen B.

So, to delineate a few of the things I hate about Pfizer, one of the many scum-sucking, bottom-feeding corporations that have stealthily taken over America in the past twenty hundred years. One. Upon hire, you have to sign an employment contract. In so doing, you are forced to agree that anything you create, be it during official working hours, or during your own free time becomes the property of Pfizer, Inc. For example, it you’re a biologist who... Read More

Improvised Explosive Device

I came across this little pamphlet the other day for communicating the location of IEDs with Iraqis w/o speaking a word of Arabic. You come across these strange things in places like this.. the best stuff comes from the psyops or maybe the civil affairs guys, they have the most funny and bizarre schoolbooks and pamphlets and fliers and you fucking name it. I thought I would just put the pix of this thing here so maybe peeps could get a chuckle about... Read More

Pregnant With Celestial Fire

Quick update here, my head is totally swimming this morning. You heal me to death, by Jen is an expression of frustration and disappointment in regards to less that honorable corporate practices of one of America’s largest drug companies. I also put up a gallery of photos from my trip to a dying coal town in west virginia in the freak show section. Hopefully I can get over this sickness and get some more going here before too long. Just as a... Read More