While in line at the candy shop....

Hey guys, I only have a few more days left until I head back to California, then back to IRaq. I am bittersweet about the whole thing. My family member is improving, and may have to go back into surgery one more time. Anyhow, While in line at the candy shop yesterday, i overheard two people talking, and the conversation was rather weird!! Ok, I heard this guy telling his buddy that he slept with his girlfriend at her house(she lives with her mom and sister) after they all got drunk, and they all passed out. Well he and his girlfriend make it to the bed or whereever and they have sex and then they go to bed...sounds normal right!! Well then he said about 2 hours later he gets up to go to the bathroom, and comes back to what he thought was his bed, and in his words he was gonna "do it again" and they did!! Well after some great sex, he reached over for his cigarettes, and didnt feel them! He says thats when he realized that he was in the wrong room and that he had sex with his girlfriends sister...man i was trying so hard not to look like i was listening but this was some funny stuff here...So then he starts telling the guy that he was with that he hurried back into the right room, and had laid there because he couldnt go to sleep, and he felt bad because he thought that his girlfriends mom was hotter than both of them and he wished that he would have went into her moms room...wat a jack ass..anyhow he tells the other guy that the sister knows what happened and she cant belive it, and she is pregnant and his girlfriend is pregnant as well! I was thinking damn his sperm count is high! What in the hell is this guy gonna do with Cousin/Brother?sisters running around the damn house?

Well i thoguht i would share that... gotta run

Watching 'Over There'

Hey guys how are you.. i must say that my birthday went awesome. No gun fire, sand storms, camel spiders, 120 degree heat, no IEDS..ahhh the list goes on! I do have a problem though. While at home just laid back surfing the television i run across the move Over there, and it starts in like 10 mins..So i decide to see what it is about. Well from the start of the damn Fairy Tale i knew that i would get pissed off! Well i am watching the start of over there, and this truck(mash stuck old days vietnam truck with no armor is full of about 12 army guys and gals and it gets hit by an IED). Well for starters everyone would be dead. That didnt happen, then there is a injury on the battlefield. So what do the damn TV star US Military personel do....they leave the injured person behind, and go on to the fight! Wait...it gets better...then when the combat medic(which is part of my job) decides to take a look at the wounded female(first priority) he requests that a medivac chopper come in and rescue the wounded(part of my job). Well guess what the bullshit TV drama Officer does..He says no! At that point im like WTF? Who is making up this shit! You have a female soldier who was driving a umarmored vehicle that was just blown up by an IED, and her CO(commanding officer) says no to her behind medivacd out? He goes against the wishes of the medic on duty? HMMM I wonder what FX(Foxnews=Al Jazeera in America) is telling the insurgent fucks that where watching that show as we were. Then it moves on to the battle in which a lone soldier preparing to secure a town, walks up to a movable object and "tampers" with it, and get blown to shreds! Ok..um..no.. Not a damn soldier in his/her right mind would even fall out of the "Loop"(for a lack fo better words and a understanding that i wont comprimise my buddies in iraq) to go out and touch some shit while he is trying to secure a town...sigh I am really upset... Then the fire fight breaks out, and you have a guy laying down suppressive fire(their words, not mines) and he is picking off insurgents like he is picking berries in a wild field! Then all of a sudden a kid runs out into the firefight and throws something at the US Soldiers, and they return fire and kill him and his mother when he was being pulled back by his mother. While that has happend in iraq, what doesnt happen in iraq is pussy damn US Military personel. They soldiers then retreat after all insurgents are dead, without checking on the civilains, or the insurgents, nor did they gather intel. I mean FoxNews=FX=Fox has to be just stupid for this! They really just killed some US military personel by showing the world that this is how America acts within a firefight and we dont! Oh and the whole bit where you have the whole squad standing next to the Blown Up Vehicle not taking cover is total bullshit FX! I wont even go into the whole spill about the embedded reporter thing that they had going! WOW Hollywood can make some money, by indirectly killing military personel!

Everyone that lives breathes and just socializes with the outside world can contribute to the life or death of a soldier. The Insurgents may not be the best fighters, but they arent stupid! They watch TV, and scan the Internet just like the everyday person does! So all that i would like to say is that the REAL USA doesnt act like that, and if any of you who watch the show, want a real idea of iraq, dont use that show as a basis...and if you havent seen the show watch it... im sure you can see the faults in it... Well im off to party and let off some steam for my birthday...ill check back later

Birthday gifts from bloggers

Hey guys, thanks for sending me the gifts that you sent me for my birthday! I was estactic! You dont know how much this means to me, and i will foward all of the goodies to the guys back in iraq when i leave in a few days. WOW! I guess you can never underestimate the power of a stranger! Well I also have some good news as well! My family member has been in surgery now for about 3 hours, and i think they outcome will be good! Well thanks for everything, and i will post later!


P.S. To the lady who wants to send me the damn human like blow up doll... NO YOU CANT HAVE MY ADDRESS hahah

Grandparents Tells me about my marital status

Hey guys... I am here and its morning(i cant get used to the time and humidity change) figured that i would write to you guys and tell you about my story with the grandparents. Well yesterday as i was leaving the hospital(and my family member is improving slowly) my grandparents wanted to talk to me about the war in iraq and about my love life. Oh no, thats a lethal combination. So i listened to my granddad tell me about the war he was in and how he thought it had changed and how they didnt have IEDs and all that. I listened and told him that im sure that he has told me some life saving secret and i thanked him. Then it was on to grandma,granny, grams, whatever we wanna call her. So she starts saying.."baby, i heard that the girl with those big knockers cheated on you. She was pretty, but her baggage upstairs was way too much! Ok, first of all, what kinda convo is this to have with my grandmother...although she meant no harm and it was comical. So i explain to her that yes i know that she cheated, and that i didnt think her baggage(breasts) was too much, and that i wouldnt be giving her the time of day ever again. Then my grandma replies...honey with all those breasts she could share some with the less fortunate and still smother you at night. You need to leave her alone. (she says this without cracking a smile) I am like ok grandma i understand. So then she is like, your birthday is this weekend, and you should be with your girlfriend, but you dont have one, and you should be thinking about settling down. Then she goes into the whole spill about when she met my grandfather he thought he was hot shit and all this crap..lol. So then my grandma tries to tell me what kinda woman i need..lol. She says baby you need a women with average baggage(here we go again), a good head on her shoulders, honest, loving, and someone who is willing to deal with you fighting saddam hussein. She then says this girl also needs to know how to cook, and she needs to feel the warmth and love that you have for people and for the humankind. I was like thanks grandma. I am trying but i dont have much time here and i am just being with family and im happy to be home. Then she says..you only live once hunny...go out there and look for a friend and see what happens after thaat. I told her that i would if i had time, and she said that it was imperative that i do this, because she wanted grandkids to spoil! Ok as a future parent, i think spoiling the kids would suck! I told her that i would work on it, and she said that it wasnt good enough! LOL she just doesnt quit. So then she says I look at your blog thinga muh jig everyday and not ONCE have you put anything up about a woman! I was like grandma it was a blog about iraq, not love and trying to hook up with someone..she was like well you need to mention that you are single and pass the word around to people who visit your blog! At this point i am trying my hardest not to laugh, and i just tell her ok. So i decide then to tell her i was gonna go to bed, went to te room that i am staying in and laughed my ass off! I love my family, and i know they want the best for me, but sometimes they wont give up..lol

So Grandma I posted it on my blog that im single..lol

see ya laters guys

Sleep

Well guys i am writing you because i have slept more than anything(besides drinking beer) LOL. Ihave truly been blessed to come home, althoughmy family member isnt doing so well. I have been by there bedside since i left iraq. It's kinda like a double edged sword. I leave iraq to tend to a family, but im leaving a family for a family. I guess im making little sense but thats how i feel. I worry about my guys over there. I pray for them every day. I would like to say thanks to the people that have left there phone numbers for me. Ive called you, and i have made some new friends. I wish more people would do that. Its nice to talk to new people. New people are people that you can just start fresh with. No Drama, no war, no bullshit. I like that. I mean at least i can talk to you over here, and when i make it back from iraq i will have a life long friend. Wow! I didnt realize that one blog would create this many people, from all differnt walks of life that would care about a guy that they dont even know. I mean i must profess.. i am no differnt than any other sailor,airman,solider or marine out here fighting to stay alive. I respect all of em, and i respect you guys for respecting me. It's actually a humble feeling to have you guys in my corner. I mean faith and holli respond to my blog on a regualar basis. I mean what more can i ask for. Well i guess i could ask for a good gf who wont cheat lie or steal..lol well if anyone knows a good single girl with or without kids let me know.. I gotta hit the sack... i will blog again in about 8 hours...peace without guns

A Night Without Gunfire Or RPG Rounds

Hey people that i have learned to take a keen intrest in... I have finally had a nites rest, without a damn bulllet being fired, me getting shot at, or a IED going off! I did have to sleep with my .45 next to me though. I guess it's just habit. I kinda felt naked it without it! I have been here for quite some time, and the people at the airport gave me the warmest welcome! I havent felt that way in a long long time. I went to Mcdonalds today and i ate 3 value meals, and the chic at the counter said oh my, and she told her friends and before you knew it, i had everyone in mcdonalds looking at me like i was some 400lb guy trying to catch a snack. So i finally looked up and said hey! IF you have been in iraq with bullets wizzin by ya head, eating MREs, and avoiding IEDs, you would eat all of this food too..so back off! I guess it was mean, but well deserved. I finally got to look at fox news(instead of al jazeera) and in my personal opinoon, they both produce SMUT! No, not porn, but SMUT. Since i have been here, i have yet to here Hannity and Colmes, Bill O'Reilly or any of these other ones including Geraldo(who has been imbedded) speak the truth about the war in iraq. Not everyone over there hates. Some of the iraqis were tired of being treated like shit. It was like modern day slavery. I guess the only difference between iraq and the USA when it comes to slavery, is that the New Goverment has apologized to the country for that, and the US only apologized"(if u wanna call it that) to the african americans, but what about the indians? Well i didnt mean to go there, but once you go over there and face death and see it literally, i guess you look at shit differnt. Ya know the worst thing in the world is hate. I mean you have the differnt iraqis hating each other because of something minute and they all bleed red. Its the same thing over here. Slavery and all that shit was bad, but all the hatred in the world needs to find a new home somewhere else. This country and this world may not ever change if we dont quit all the hatred. I have seen little kids the size of baby faith(and sorry for using your daughter holli) that have explosvies strapped to them for the sake of allah and her body is used to kill the opressor. What the fuck? I mean instead of you going blow your own dumbass up, you take a innocent baby and strap a few pounds of explosives and blow the baby to smitherines? Yea Hatred needs to stop. Ya know i have also seen kids toting around ak-47s for the sake of allah! Well if the allah that some of theem serve make them shoot at me in a HMMv, or shoot at my while im in my helo and i amd forced to return fire(like i have) and kill a innocent kid well FUCK YOU ALLAH! Jesus i know i am venting, but i guess i really had time to reflect it now that i have been home and i can think with a sound mind, other than thinking about survival and how im gonna make it from one second to the next. I think that if people dont come together and just realize that we are all the same with minor differences, then we may be fighting forever in a day. I am fighting for my future kids and those little cute babies like Faith. Since i have seen her picture, i look at her on a daily basis and i see the happiness in her eyes. She looks so cute playing in the water without a care in the world. She and nathan dont see hatred or anything wacko like that. Her biggest thing is the bot bot and nathans biggest thing is that he loves the baby and probably doesnt understand faith's momma because she is not a kid anymore. Well i wanna make sure all the faith and nathan's of the world stay safe by any means necessary. Well i gotta head t othe hospital i will be back later

P.s. If you wanna know who Faith and Holli and NAthan are check out there blog! She is on my comments section. I dont know her, but her life and the life she writes about makes me fight on each and every day.

See ya

P.s. Oh only a few more days til my bday!!

Im In Germany

Hey guys, i am writing you to let you know that i am in germany. No i did nt get injured thank god, but i have a family member who is very ill, and my commander rushed the paperwork and got me out of iraq fairly quickly and i should be home(USA) very soon. Thank you guys for thinking about my birthday, although i wont be in iraq. IF you still wanna send me stuff let me know. Also i would like to say thank you to the person who gave me their phone number so that i could call them. Sometimes it is really nice to hear someone elses voice other than family. I also hope that your son got all of the information that was needed about the military. I hope that I can help! I never realized that so many people(that i dont know) cared about lil ole me. :D It kinda makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Well You guys email me if you wanna send me something, and i will give you an address as to where i am. I also Appreciate all emails and phone calls that i can make to you guys to show my appreciation. You guys make me ok with being in this hell hole. IT is people like you that make this thing worth fighting for, and me and my buds appreciate it.

Gotta go will write in about 9 hours..

See ya


Also, if you do put any info up about yourself such as phone or email info, email it to me..there are alot of wackos out there and some may read my blog... so if u out ur info down, email me my addy is af879@yahoo.com

see ya and thanks in advance if i get any gifts... and please dont send me a blow up doll..
LOL

ok before i go i must tell you this story really quick..
Some lady offered to mail me a lifelike blow up doll to iraq with so called human-like motions..lol i thought it was funny as hell and so did my buddies to..she even offered a pic of the thing..lmao

There may be little sex going on over here, but im not that hard up..:D

See ya ina few

Oh how RPG make me such an angry person

Hello guys...

I thought that I wouldn't get a chance to post today, but I did and here I am at 615am blogging before I go on yet another mission. The title of this post really really really pisses me off, and im gonna tell you why. For people that don't know a RPG is a rocket propelled grenade.. It is usually launched from the shoulder of someone at has pretty good range on it. It is capable of taking down or incapacitating an aircraft almost instantly. I think that the cowards who use this type of weapon deserve a serious ass kicking USA style.

So here's how the story goes...

I finally get to take a shower(its icebox cold but hey its not sewer water) and IM freezing but relieved... I decide to be a hog and stay in there a little longer than I should have and it made quite a few people really mad, but oh well. As IM getting out of the shower and asking for more sun to warm up, a guy we call smooth runs past me and says saddle up! A car bomb has just went off and the civilian casualties are high and we have some in service casualties... So this is where the adrealine rushes... I grab a MRE from a unknown army guy, tell him IM catch him later and run to the pavehawk I have named myrtle. Don't ask why I call her myrtle, you just gotta see her. I will check with spec ops to see if that's ok..Anyhow I hop in with the crew chief and 2 pararescue troopers(pjs) and the blades start turning... We fly up and head for Baghdad. Otw the way there I say a prayer and get behind my .50 and sit and wait diligently. Well we rode without incident until we made it to the scene. Looking from above there was carnage and wreckage everywhere. Civilians were laid out all over, and some survivors were prolly wishing that they were dead and we had Iraqis and marines trying to help all that they could. So we circled the scene and radioed down to the Humvee on the ground and asked if there were any US personnel injured and they responded that there weren't so we decided to provide protection for our guys on the ground and we circled somemore. Well as we were making our rounds, we see 4 guys get out of a white truck and circle the truck? Well to some, this may not seem odd, but it is. Of course there are a lot of old white trucks in Iraq, but people don't circle the vehicles like that unless they are in trouble. Well I told the pilot to be vigil and watch out for these ass holes and I got ready to let them feel the power of the .50. Well loe and behold, these asshole pull out two RPG with us idling in the air and prepare to launch them as if we don't see them! I scream RPG! RPG! Our pilot goes into 50th gear then and the pavehawk comes alive. I scream RPG, 6 o'clock! I turn the .50 cal and unload on these bad guys! At this time, the pilot wants out of the area, and I continue to unload. Well to our avail, there was a a-10 in the area as well... The pilot made the call to her and she was there in no time...She flys faster than us, but she is awesome. She does a fly by and lets off a few rounds and radios back and says looks like you guys eliminated the threat. We circle back around and the truck is demolished and four guys are laying down with no sign of life. We call down to the Humm's and they make there way to the loc to secure the situation and confirm that some were lifeless and one was in critical condition and didn't expectto make it. Well we fly back into the inner part of bdad and continue to give support until the situation was under control and we could leave. That lasted about 19 mins and we finally departed for the hell hole we call home and I was still fuming. I fucking hate RPGs, and I guess I showed that during that run that I hated RPG. This war is crazy, but RPG make me crazy..

In general I love what I do, and I love having my hand in the cookie jar in an effort t keep us safe! Well I gotta go to a briefing and fly out after matience checks so until next time be good!

Oh and to all of you people that read my blog, my birthday is on the 27th of this month hint hint..lol jus kiddin

Well this will bea bday I wont forget....stuck in iraq


See ya

I know some men can be dogs, but im not one of them

Hello everyone... This post will be Iraq related, but more um personal. Ok if you read my last post, you know that I stated that my ex gf had some really interesting news to tell me! Well its not that she's pregnant, its not that she wants to marry me, its not that she is sending me some cool gifts and snacks, or anything mushy like that. She has written me a email, to let me know that not only did she cheat once, but 3 damn times, and she just couldn't live with herself so she had to tell me, and she also is pregnant by one of the guys and she feels that it is her civic duty to be with the father(who is married) and raise their baby together. Hmm well for starters I don't think that this married guy is gonna leave his wife, and for two I often hear women say that they cant ever find a good man. Well I am a good man! I don't hit, cheat, steal, lie...Did I mention cheat? I am romantic, and I do all sorts of nice things for a women that im with, and most important of all, I am NOT a male whore! Now I think that's impressive. BY no means am I conceited, but I must say that im not ugly and I have all of my teeth and if I weren't in Iraq iwould tell you that I bathe daily, but that doesn't happen, but it is not in my control. Ok back to the cheating ex gf... so I tell her that she is a sack of shit and I wish her and her new life the best, and I go on to make sure she understands that she will never ever get me back, and she understands and says thatshe is doing what is best for her and her new life so that conversation ends and im like well I'll be a three legged camel sippin on a bud light in the winter. I couldn't believe that she cheated. I mean once is wrong but three times... Hell you are getting totally out of control. So here's the best part... I get a follow up email from her(when I told her to forget I ever exist) and it says that her new married bf was pissed that she was pregnant and he hauled off and wailed her in the face! Now I am no fan of a man hitting a woman, but I also believe that god has a way of showing you what you have lost. He sometimes will slap us in the face to give us a wake up call(not literally). So im like ya know that's your problem and your life...Isn't that what you said before? Well the email continues and she is like baby im sorry I'll never do it again.. blah blah blah... And im like HA! Same ole cheaters line.. Do cheaters have some sort of alliance or union.. I mean they all say the same shit, but continue to do it. I guess that's the million dollar question! SO anyway, I I write her back and tell her that I want nothing to do with her, and she needs to live life to the fullest the best way she knows how!

So now im single in Iraq and im not really down about it because I have to keep my head up, but I will say that im now looking. So if any of you girls know of a single lady who wants a good man, then send to my blog!

I am 6'2 shaved head(because of Iraq)
brwn/hazel eyes
175 pounds
I have a college degree
Never been arrested
Never hit a lady
No kids
Im a non smoker
I cant drink in Iraq
Never had a STD
AND IM NOT A MALE WHORE

LOL well I thought I would throw that in there

But on a more serious note, if you have someone out there and your in a relationship...don't cheat. It hurts and it is pointless See ya laters

Riding with the Enemy

Hey guys..Thanks for taking the time out to listen to what I have to say or listen at how I vent this early afternoon in this hellhole of a heaven. What I mean by this is that it is a pure hellhole that we are all in, but were are making a heaven(place to life and be free) for others. It is nowhere near the United States Of America or the Great Britain or any of the other free countries amused, but it is a pure scene of wreckage, carnage and hell. Before I go on and talk about what I wanted to talk about, lets talk about blessings... Now I don't give a rats ass if you who are reading this is religious or not, but this is considered a blessing. Me and this guy named Skee volunteered to take some guys shift for guard duty(marines) so that they could have or try to have a day of R&R and give them a change of the scenery. Well we road to a undisclosed Loc(location) in a Bradley with some pretty cool marines and made it to the guard site about 45 mins thereafter. We had been previously briefed by a female officer(which I wont name for reasons you know) that there wee snipers in the area and that there were possibly "young" kids being recruited by insurgents to kill US Forces and the IA(Iraqi Army). So with that running through my mind, and a the fact that my 25th birthday is less than 2 weeks ago Skeee and I begin to talk. He begins to tell me how he hasn't found the right woman yet, and when he does, he will stop cheating and having multiple sex partners. Well I am completed opposed to cheating on a woman, but that is another subject. We then quickly change subjects because I tore him a nice asshole worse than a 100lb lady giving birth to a 9 lb baby natural without any meds. We began to talk about this lady Cindy Sheenan or whatever her name is. Skee thinks that she deserves to be heard, but not by the president. Skee thinks that if she gets within ten feet of the President, that she is gonna knock the shit out of him and that's all that she wants. I begged to differ, and I told him that her move was political and it was also in her sons memory. We started to argue on and laugh and talk when we were about 10 feet from the guard post. There are two young marines there, stocky and well built, but not really concerned about there surroundings, they were just concerned about "looking coolin Iraq". As we walked up they got looked at us as if we were shit and said hey its the fly boys coming to take out the trash! Well without further incident, I said you have been relieved try not to let your attitude get you killed on the way out. Well I know that this was a harsh thing to say, but these kids who come in here at 18 or 19 years old think that they are invisible, and they aren't. We have young kids going home in body bags as well as old ones, and I think that people should just play it smart when you are over here. So we assume the post and listen to the Iraqi army guys come to us like we are fresh meat and start to beg for everything except our underwear. We had been warned about this, but you have to experience some guy saying Mr. Can I have your left testicle, I know mines works but hey can I just have it". I am not saying that literally, but I hope you guys know what I mean. So we are assuming the posts and guarding it quite well with the asssitance of the newly transformed IA and I think things are going quite well. We would occasionally here the sounds of small arms fire or the thud of a IED going off in the distance but nothing posed a threat to us. Hours and hours and hours it seemed like passed by with not one bit of excitement. Well within a moments notice, we have this Iraqi kid come up to us barefoot, dirty, hungry and looking very dehydrated. Well Skee gets on the radio and informs the Sgt.waverly of what's going on. He tells us to hold and we begin to assess the kid. An Iraqi policeman comes over and kinda translates for us and tells us that the kid states that his family all joined the insurgent and they are all dead. So here I am, stuck in Iraq wanting to help this kid who is loyal to the insurgency. Will I teach him to love us, or make him stronger to kill me or one of my fellow comrades. What a choice to make. The call comes in from the Sgt to check the kid and he walks on in as if he has won the Powerball in the States or something. I have yet to hear the condition of the kid, but I always wonder every waking moment of my life if I just saved our ass or put one of us in a coffin. Shit, I can deal with unloading a .50 cal from a pavehawk into some insurgents asshole from up above, but I have mixed feelings about this shit here. I know the correct thing to do was save alife, but do I save a life by helping someone take another? I don't know. I am sleepy tired and exhausted, plus I get a email from my gf of 3 mos telling me that she has some news for me...Oh joy! Well I will write later... Just if you are anywhere else other than Iraq, be blessed that you don't have to do things and make choices like this. Life your life to the fullest...Make something out of yourself. Life is short and you never know what may come within your past!! See ya later rest of the world

Delay in posting

Hey guys, sorry for the delay in posting. I have had quite a few things happen to me in the past four days. For starters, Air Force Pararescuemen(2) of them and 3(Combat Controllers including myself) were involved in an altercation with some marines who think that they are gods gift to the military and everyone else is just shit. Well i beg to differ. When climb in a pavehawk helo, my crew and i dont give a rats ass if you are army,navy,air force, or even the few land coasties(coast guard) that we have floating around. To me we are all brothers. I dont think that job or my choice of military branch makes me any better or any worse at my job. Now that i have vented on that point, let me tell ya what happened. Well Me(Hawk), the Sgt. and Senior Airman ended up taking a ride down the dangerous road known to have IEDs laid out as if it were women tanning on the beaches of cali. We had to ride with the marines, and they werent to thrilled about it because some of there buddies were split up or left at the base, and they didnt know us, nor did they try to make any conversation with us providing that we had 2 medics on board and a hell of a marksman, they didnt care. The Sgt. tried to make some contact with the marines and they were very short and there attitudes showed us that they didnt care for us. There was one guy by the name of Williams. He was a tall slender black guy that kinda popped it off when the Senior Airman asked him how he liked the corps. Well that guy williams came back with a smart response and said well its better than sitting inside the AC shuffling papers all day, and the whole Humvee burst into laughter. Well this Senior Airman, jefferson is a smart ass to the tee. He is Italian and he knows the lingo very well and he has taught us a few words here and there especially when we are being shot at with RPGS(which i hate) and small arms fire. Well Jefferson starts talking to us(the air force guys) in Italian, and we start to respond back and burst into laughter. The Tech Sgt. Rodessa didnt like that shit at all, he knew a confrontation would occur, but after a few tense moments and the uncontrollable laughter between me and my comrades he suprisngly joined in because it was a moment to die for. So now we have the whole Humvee if marines looking at us as if we just joined the insurgency or soemthing and we started to simmer down. Then the driver, Gonzales says"what do you think this is", a game? If you cant be a man a say what you said so everyone can understand then Shut the Fuck Up Flyboy! At that point we all knew that they didnt like us because we were blue and they wore green(at home). So me the analytical guy that i am, jumps in the conversation and i state.. Yes we are fly boys, but sometimes we dont fly...we were trained by all branches of the United States Military so i feel that we are the best of the best, and you should be damn lucky to ride with more medics than usual, and a trained marksman. So lay off your high horse and lets work together. Well there was so much tension in the humvee, i dont think 10 IEDs could have damaged us or our convoy. Now that we are half way through the convoy, the rest of the way is silent among the marines and the Tech Sgt is telling us who we will be detached with and for how long!. Well nod and stay along for the ride. Well upon entering our new location, we arrive safely and i say a prayer once again to thank the lord for making me arrive safely, and we all proceed to fall out of that oven that we were just riding in. Well everyone got out except me and that guy Williams, and upon exiting the vehicle, he pushes me and i fall to the ground with my weapon in hand and he says oops sorry for getting you dirty Mr. Airman. Now that just pissed me off beyond belief! So i get up and before i can do anything, the damn Italian boy from jersey has just opened up a can of good ole fashioned whoop ass, and as i try to break it up i am socked in the gut! So i return blows and finally someone fired a shot and broke it all up! We were escorted by military police to the Lt.Col of the loc and chewed out royally. There was no telling about who did what or why it happened, we just got blamed for it all and had to take it like men. Well im fine to that, but to anyone who reads this military or not, i firmly belive that we should all work together to get out of this hellhole alive and not try to down another servicemember because you never know when that guy may just save your life!

Sleep at last

Heya guys, i am new to the posting in iraq, but i have a few days of r&r so i will get back to you guys tomorrow.