Crackhead vs Power Windows

I was driving today on my way back from lunch and some crazy shit went down.  I was stopped at the traffic light on 25th and Market heading away from downtown and this crazy black bum came up to my passenger window and started screaming strange shit at me.  I turned down the radio and cracked the window three inches to hear what the crazy fucker was saying. Cracked out bum, “The word! The word! The word!” Me, “What’s the word?” Cracked... Read More

Death Bums

“Sometimes you just have to piss in the sink.” AKPC_IDS += "4611,";Popularity: 1% [?] Read More

Anti-Fashion ’08

Well its the new fucking year. 2008, fuck, it even sounds like we’re living in the future. Even though everything still pretty much sucks (and probably always will) there are some changes that should be made this year. So without any other blathering I present to you: THE TOP TEN LIST OF FASHIONS THAT NEED TO DIE IN 2008!!!!! - First and foremost - CROCs & UGG BOOTS!!! Uggs, FUCK OFF AND DIE!!!!! These things are the fucking worst, they... Read More

War Wacky

Time was drawing close for me to get out of Iraq (hopefully for the last time).  Every time I’m about to get the fuck out of this place my tolerance for bullshit goes way down.  This is lousy because I don’t have patience for anything, but at the same time all madness of the place seems to resonate more vibrantly in my mind giving me pause to reflect on truly how fucked up this situation really is.  It all started about 2 weeks out.  Two short... Read More

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

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