Hey everybody, I had an article I was gonna post here, but I started to type and realized it was really too bogus to post. I will keep it handy and maybe post it another time, but it could probably benefit from some re-writing. The thing about this is, my circumstances here really limit the options I have as far as blogging. I have a narrow window everyday when I can
A couple of articles ago I told you about going home for leave, and I mentioned the arrival at DFW, and told you I'd tell you about it later. Maybe now is a good time. I want to give you some perspective, though. I've been to and from a lot of places, several at the behest of the army, but until OIF never as a part of a major military effort. Last article I
People have written, and while I was home on leave they would ask, what's it like over there? They would lean in, lower their voice, engage me in conspiritorial whispers, as if to say 'you can tell me, I want to understand and help you deal with it.' They seemed to be wanting me to give them something dramatic, some indication of my personal glimpse of hell. I don't k
How many car guys do we have at JU? C'mon, Nobody Special, I know you're out there. You know you're a car guy when your wife/girlfriend doesn't worry when she hears you whistle. She knows you're not checking out another girl, you're checking out the sweet Chevelle in the next lane. Any car girls out there? You know you bought that 5.0 GT Mustang, not for the vanity mi
A few years ago... man , I just counted, and it's been close to 15 years now, I was in a little town called Villa Ballester outside of Buenos Aires, Argentina. I was young and tall and lean and full of idealism and the naive confidence that comes with youth and being an american in a foreign land. On a warm fall morning I boarded a train, sat down next to the window,
Greywar's comment is met with a steely gaze, under whose withering intensity he realizes he is lower than worm sweat, and slinks away to hide under a rock.
Have you ever wanted to be something you're not? Or to at least appear different from how you normally are? The world wide web has provided a haven for people to maintain their anonymity, and plausible deniability, and still say all the things they were thinking in their head and wished they'd had the guts to say. I look around here on JU and see all kinds of names, f
If you're going to travel the Hard Road, you have to be ready for the toll it will take on you. Let me give you a for instance: I enjoy traveling, but when I say "traveling", I mean it like most people mean it when they say it that way; going to new places and seeing new and interesting things. I've been to a lot of places on this planet, but only rarely have I been a
Hey, my first reply! Thank you, Dharma, and I agree. She gets it from her mom.
I've been an avid reader of the blogs at JU for some time, and I've been impressed with the caliber of authors that's congregated from the far corners of the earth to share their stories with each other. The discussion of topics ranging from in-depth political analysis to deeply personal and spiritual matters to dirty limericks has been truly inspiring, and now it is
Dharma, The hat fits perfectly and is absolutely adorable! (That's amazing since NOTHING else fits! She is too big for premie stuf, but just drowns in 0-3 month clothes.) I will try to post some photos soon! Dana
the following limerick is attributed to the late science fiction author and science pioneer, Isaac Asimov: a girl from North Carolina laid harpstrings across her vagina and with proper sized cocks what was sex became Bach's Tocatta Fugue in G minor.
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