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

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

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

Sick as Shit

Well I’m sick, with fever, and the 120 degree heat is making it totally miserable. I’ve been watching MTV India non-stop for the past few days and it finally caught up with me last night. I had the most creepy fever dreams of all time. There was all this sitar and flute music and these people (that I couldn’t see) were shouting, talking, and whispering in Hindi . You know how fever dreams can get, half asleep, half awake, sweating,... Read More

9-11

I’ve been working my ass off all week but by a stroke of luck we got today off. 9/11 bitches. So I took a Stacker 3 and powered through some shit here on the site just to keep this place relevant. Hell or High Water is a blast of pure New Orleans glory, an article about my trip down there for disaster relief. The Ultimate Revolution is a transcript of Aldous Huxley from back in the 60′s – just kinda cool if you got some time to tweak... Read More

Infection

I feel like I have an infection, but its in my brain. “Where the fuck am I? What the fuck is going on?” The questions eat through several layers of meaning as I walk into another appropriated palace in ruins.  Another one of Saddam’s tributes to himself, a glass and marble mirrored erection protruding out of a barren landscape, now used to plan and execute the dismantling of all his tyrannical works.  Sadly the new occupants are just as oppressed... Read More

The Tri-County Trifecta

Ok.. everybody knows that there are some no-shit rules you have to follow when conducting travel to 3rd world shitholes. First, don’t drink the water. Second, don’t eat the local food. Third, don’t get shitfaced drunk. Well it was my fucking birthday so I broke all three in one night. Look, this ain’t my first rodeo but you only turn 30 once right? Well that’s... Read More