Hey Guys....


Let me start off by saying that i am blessed to have a good girl who sits behind a computer here in iraq daily, and she does the majority of my posts daily when i hand them to her via notebook. I needed to clarify this because some ppl in iraq were getting irritated because of the frequent posts that are made. Well to clarify this, i write my word on paper and she types them for me. So all you assholes fuck off! SOrry Nana for saying that, but it pisses me off...


Now to the story of the day....

I over slept! Wow that was a first. Here i am in iraq, and im oversleeping. I was really exhausted, but i felt as if i let my country down by oversleeping. My helo is in for matienece checks, and i got assisigned to do my orignal job.. Combat Control. So as the pic above shows we maintained the aircraft coming in and coming out of this strip. Life was pretty easy today. A couple of mortars fired at us that didnt even come close, and later in the day i took a nap while gunfire was in the backround. It was the best sleep that i have had in a lonnnng time. I havent had the chance to shower in over a week, but im ok. I just hate it that these young guys are here that are 18-22 and they still take life for granted. Just a few hours ago i hear that a female suicide bomber blows herself up and kills a few people. So what does she get? 40 male virgins and a mule? WOW..thats something to look forward to. As i have said before, i dont think i have the stamina to handle 2 women at one time(and i dont like 3 somes) and these fuckers think that they can handle 40 virgins..lol. It is kinda funny, but sick. Today i have also had the opportunity to see a enemy guy try to set off a roadside bomb and get cut in half by the .50 cal. He was actually still alive after ACE cut him down by the .50. He lived for a short time and was in soo much pain(so i am told) that he asked to be shot and put out of his misery. "/ People really need to understand that the end of the world is near and people need to get there shit straight. Over in the USA, they still have racism, sexism and just plain ignorance. I was told today that my friend Charles has a wife who is freakin hot! She is hotter than carmen electra was back in the day, but she has a black husband and she was denied employment because of that. Who the hell cares? What about her qualifications? I was also told that a girl was denied a house because she was a lezbo. :/ Why should we, as regular human beings who commit sins daily and arent perfect, pass judgement on someone because of skin color or religion or because a girl decides to lick Coot instead of have a penis for pleasure. I mean im not saying that the lezbo chick is right, but who has to pay for it on judgement day? It isnt me, so why should i care? If we as people just took a minute to think about our ancestors and what they "possibly did in life" we probably would be flabbergasted. Throughout all the war and terror in the country of iraq, we have people still in the USA stirring up shit. I mean jesus...if it wasnt for alot of people over here, you assholes couldnt stir up shit!

I have also gotten many many many emails on Cindy Sheenan and her issues in the USA! The only comment that i will make is that you never know what happens when you lose a son or a daughter..ill leave it at that.

Sometimes i rant and rave on things that have nothing todo with iraq, but im not trying to win the Military Blog of the YEar award, and i dont even want the media looking at it. These are just a collection of my thoughts that arent scripted or even reviewed. These are my raw thoughts at a moments notice. A lot of times i piss people off! Whether they be military, or some passerby.
I really dont care. I am over here to protect my country, and regardless of the reason...

ahhh im through

The Lone Jackass Has Been Killed by Me :)

Hey guys how are you...


I am here, in iraq and its actually cool tonite. It is only 105 degrees and jeez i like that. I had an intresting last flight! I killed a jackass. No it wasnt the usual enemy asshole, it was the lone Donkey that was waiting on a convey to come through and try to blow them to smitherines. All of you PETA people and Human Rights people that will likely send my blog to FOXNEWS...KISS MY ASS! I am not talking about the faithful guys that help my crew and i make it over here...those critics know who im talking about. They are the ones who email me and they have yet to have enough balls to post on my blog... anyhow.... I got in the helo today to pick up a sick iraqi boy(we just provided security) and fly him back to get some much needed medical attention. So as i climb into the helo, i ask about the song of the day..and its Tupac Shakur "changes"..it was differnt but hey it was ok. Here i have a country ass pilot, a ghetto co-pilot navigator, multi-cultural prankster(me), and the choir boy trio listening to Tupac!! HA! Sorry if you dont find that funny, but little things like that make us laugh in iraq. Back to the story... So up up up and away we go and CAP(country ass pilot) decides to play by doing daring moves in the air which i hate, and then he levels off and we go and provide relief for the guys on the ground and continue the misson at hand. Well as we are flying i see about 6 donkeys about 40 feet apart in the distance andwe are moving fast and i make the decison to yell IED on the ground..CAP slows and pauses a bit, making the helo feel like a bowl of jello, and i unload the .50 cal on the donkey and everyone gets all apeshit with me for killing the donkey! Nothing happened.. CAP yells why the hell did you kill the donkey? What the fuck did he do to you from up here? I yell back to CAP(through a headset) that donkeys arent just standing around the desert without there owners positoned along the roadway for nothing. I assured him that if there werent any IEds on the donkeys that i would provide the family with more donkeys even if had to pay for them out of my own check. He let me go on my hunch, and i unloaded the .50 on the second donkey and nothing happend. The CBT(choir boy trio) are looking at me as if i have some thing against donkeys, and im like trust me bro. So i get to the third donkey and unload the .50 and BOOM! Then there are smallers but bigger explosions after that and all of the donkeys are dead within a instant! We all let out a yell, and fly on fast and hard with adrenaline pumping and alot of hey sorry bro, or sorry man, or you did that one G. Sheez I know a out of place jackass when i see one. Anyhow we fly to our loc and pick up the boy with assholes taking pot shots at out guys on the ground, and another helo's gunner...Ace took him out quick fast and in a hurry. We flew back, the kid was dropped off, and these guys cant quit calling me the jackass killer! Hey but i saved some Americans life today and im proud...

See ya

Sorry For The Alarm...

Heya guys


I must first off apologize for my cousin(well best friend) Jason and his stupid yet inexperienced actions last night. He has been in the AF for a little under a year, and he is scared shitless over here in iraq. Since i know that he is scared i have offered him the opportunity to read my blog and use my email account to correspond to family and friends back home. However i dont like him sending reply emails to people telling them about some of the issues that go on in iraq that i rarely bring up because my family would shit a ton if they knew all of it.
Last nite our bird expierenced some communication problems while dropping off an elite unit to do a mission and we were unheard from for quite some time. We are ok, but i have 70! OMG subject lines in my email bin. I politely cursed him out and now he knows. I was gonna post about something else, but since he decided to tell you about this, ill post about it.



Well it all started around cool down hot time in iraq. For all of you who dont know what cool down hot time is, ill tell you. Cool down hot time is when its still 109 fucking degrees, but better than the 120 degrees that people feel on a day to day basis. Anyhoo... I was sitting around eating on a piece of laffy taffy when i see a MP(military policewoman) come up to me and say that the Maj. wants to see NOW! So i swallow my taffy and head over to see the Maj. Now i knew that we played some pranks on some guys, but did i switch the Maj.'s shaving cream and put whip cream in it? Hmm I hope not.. So i get in there and im at attention and the Maj says that there is a mission that is forming together and he needs a voulnteer for the mission. I accepted, but i wasnt very happy about riding in other Helo's . Betty just feels right. Anyhow I strapped up, and went to the briefing. After the briefing we get on the "other" helo and head out. The pilot was cool and i was on board with alot of Navy Seals. I have worked with them before and they are pretty cool guys. I usually work with Seal Team 6, but i didnt work with them this time, but they are cool. So as we in flight, things just arent right...it just doesnt feel like it should! I fly on. We make it to the DZ and we safely delivered our package without incident and not a single shot fired. Impressive is what that is. So we then proceed to make radio contact with our friendlies and nothing. One of the worst things in the world is to be in the air without communication with other planes. I mean you have AF, Army,NAVY,USMC planes all flying together but with communication. So we flew and i had to be the look out. We didnt wanna pop smoke or anything because the enemy would have been all over us, so we tried to fly to other FOBs, but without any communication, we didnt wanna be blasted out of the sky for fear of not being able to respond to our own guys. So we decide that someone has to drop to the ground and grab some communication, so guess who goes. Sigh on the ground by myself in iraq and shit has finally set in that this is WAR! One million crazy motherfuckers against lil ole me :/ We came upon some Army guys in a remote loc in iraq and they dropped me down to them, we used there Communication to get Communication back to our FOB and we were escorted back home. I mean we broke every rule and law that the military has, but hey im alive. I dont wanna die, but especially by friendly fire. So i made it back home, scared alot of people with the email that my cousin sent and hey im back here tired and ready to go back out! Did i just say that i was tired and ready to go back out? :> Oh Well Stay safe and Sweet dreams

Life and Death

Hey guys how are you...


I am truly blessed to be here today! I made it through not one, but two IED devices... i sent out emails letting people know what they do and the damage...well here is what happened... I was orignially scheduled to fly out, but due to reasons that i wont go into, i was inside of the oven..the HUMM. I said a prayer kicked one of my good friends in the ass(literally) and ran off to go to the place that we were going(by now, you guys know that i dont give specs on my mission due to the enemy possibly strolling upon it, and my COs frequent my blog to see if i have done such things) and hopped in the HUMM. I was suprised that we were going a short distance, and then we would take a helo ride to help some marines on the ground secure certain areas. Well i have been trained in close air combat support(calling in air strikes) and riding on betty, my baby. Well this time i was on the ground with the Jar Heads and thinking about shit back at home, and on my blog. Ya know fighting for you guys freedom is a thing that we take for granted alot. I mean we could get killed or blown to shit just for you guys to be able to take your kids to school, eat at chick fil a, or just argue with your family. Now i know arguing may be the last thing on the list, but it is a freedom. Here i am... in iraq, its over 115 degrees, my skinny ass has over 55lbs of gear on, im toting a gun and im around a bunch of cool ass marines. So i get to talking with this guy by the name of J.C. and he starts to tell me how his wife(finace..same thing to me) wrote him a letter to tell him that she was breaking it off because she fell in love with another dude. Man what the hell is up with women today! We talked and patrolled, and i wondered..why in the hell cant there be more agressive...imma kick your ass ladys like HOLLI, and cute non agressive ones like STO STO, and sweet lovable ones like Mamma, and partiers like Haley, and dont forget jan, wegrit and erin(shes cute, and my holiday turns into bullshit because some foreign fuckers decide to take pot shots at us with a damn musket looking gun..lol Ok, so it was really a AK-47, but still. We walk some more, and JC takes a bullet to the chest. I mean not only was he inches away from me, but ugh it was close. Some tended to JC, and everyone else provided cover fire and killed the asswipe. Another one dies senselessly for 40 virgins and a fucking mule! I am not only pissed because he shot close to me, but im pissed because i was thinking about all of my family and friends and he fucked it up! Well JC wore his flak(as required) and he only had a nasty bruise. So we continued to patrol and we found a huge huge huge weapons cache and called in the EOD boys and they will come in to secure this shit sooner or later. I think about the last thing that JC said before he was shot, and it was over some damn female that didnt give two rats ass about him. Wasnt that me like a short time ago. Man what a way to go out. I mean if im gonna go out, let me at least go out thinking of some girl back home, or haley in her x-mas panties and non-matching bra, or Imma kick your ass HOLLI in a bathing suit...but not about a female who doesnt care about you! That just sux! This guy was at a LIFE and Death point within his life and his last words were about some chic who doesnt give a shit about him. What glory is that. Ya know it really shouldnt matter what others think, but over here it does. Ya know a simple letter, or a rush to get off of the phone, or a fucked up attitude can mean te difference betweeen life and death. Man ole man ole man. What is this world coming too? War is everywhere, people cant be trusted, and how many people drive down the streets thinking about when and where the next roadside bomb is gonna go off, or when the next crazed fool who wants 40 virgins and a mule is gonna shoot at you in a helo.


On the other hand, it would be kinda easier to have people like imma kick your ass HOLLI and non-matching bra and panties Haley, and sweet and innocent Erin and Mamma to deal with, but i havea buddy who doesnt have anyone. I mean he doesnt have a single soul on this earth. Everyone is gone...he isnt apart of their life. I cant understand how this would come about...how do you live like that! People need to count there blessings... Here i am in iraq..its 115 degrees, and it smells like shit, burning tires and just shit and people are over in the states worried about if they should get a number 1 or a number 2 at chik fil a. Lay off! Please just for me. IF you think you have it bad, dont think of me, think of the babies in iraq. The ones who are young and innocent like Faith and Ali Ali Ali who get caught in the crossfire daily. The babies who are ALi ALi Ali's age and death to them is like changing underwear.

Life is precious and death is the end...... be safe..

Love yall

P.S.

we were able to sneak some "reeb" into the country! It was a awesome couple of hours...

IF you figure it out, dont post it just email it and let me know what you think.

All you needa do is rearrange the letters and you should figure it out.

I like Horses Too...Clydesdales are awesome

bye

Doing Better

Hey guys


Sorry for not posting as usual. Internet connection has been up and down. I have talked to Haley, and wegrit. They are pretty cool about emailing me on a regular basis. In other news, my days and nights have been filled with pretty easy days and nights. Not alot of fire fights, but more of picking up injured and dead comrades. I hate that. We have had quite a few die by these roadside bombs that some of you have seen.(Awesome video huh. If you havent seen it lemme know and ill email it). I hear that my british friends are having trouble in basra, and we may have to go over there and help out. If anyone hasnt been watching the news, the british rescued some of there own soldiers who were wrongly arressted by the govt over there and they govt has rebelled against the soliders. Sigh... We are over here bustin it, and fuckers arent glad about anything. Pray for the brits!!! Also in other news(do i sound likea reporter) the ex sent a care package for me and my buddies to my forwarding location where the packages are sent, and i emailed my buddy and told him to return it to sender ASAP!!!!! I wouldnt eat anything from her if it was the last piece of grub on earth. WTH would make her think that i would eat that when she is hurt and mad and sad and anything else. Oh hell no!!


Well i gotta go get my ankle checked on

SEE YA

email address

Hey i need all of you guys email addresses... i wanna show you the fierceness(if thats a word) of a roadside bomb

thanks

Hey guys, thanks for all of your help.. as you can see i have deleted the posts and for all of you who are wondering, no im not gonna take her back at all. I was firm about the decision from the start, but i love to get other people POV(point of view).


Well, actually it has been pretty stable in iraq(for me) lately. I have flown quite a few times and i have only have the pleasure of seeing an abundance of dogs having sex on the ground..hmm go doggies maybe? Anyway..you guys rock and thanks alot. I have to go and eat some good ole USMC GRUB :/ They arent bad chefs at all, but i want damn Chik Fil A. Sigh :D Anyway

Couldnt Resist

Hey guys! Sorry for not writing for so long........I did some stuff against the advice of my friends....I went to my CO(Commander) and wanted to be put back on the helo.....well the CO sent me back to the Doc, who said no no no no no, and then finally said yea if i could run on it! Well I ran, and jesus it hurt like hell....it was crazy! I ran and got cleared, but i have to wear this ankle proctective fit and its really uncomfortable, but its soft and fits down in my boot. Well not even 2 hours after that, i got what i wanted... i got the call to head out and up and up we went....i was happy, but unaware of what was going on.... My buddies looked shocked, but relieved that i was back so fast, and they briefed me via paper of our mission... A Civilian Contractor crew was pinned down by about 40 "hard-nosed enemy forces" and they wanted air support. As we were flying fast, low and stealth-like, i rememberd that i was back i nthe action, and i re-focused my mind, and i remembered that someone wasnt coming home....siggh..war...Well the capt. said point and load em Hawk...show em what they were missin...:/ Well i did as iwas intructed and we came close to the site, and the capt started unloading the big guns from the helo, and i started un loading the .50, and the pjs saw a contractor go down and wanted it, but it was too hot...bullets were flying mortars were going off, and these guys were pinned down... Well the Navy bird comes in..flys by and radioes that they were more than 30 or 40 and im sure he switched freqs and radioed back to the ship to let them know that he was gonna drop it and after signaling for the all clear, he dropped em and kinda did a few more fly bys and off within the iraqi wind he went.... well after shit settled down a bit, the pjs were lowered to the civilians..we assed the situation for security reasons and extracted the crew and the CC's. Hes gonna make it, but damn thats the price of war! I guess he really earned his 1500 per day! Yes, he makes that much at minimum...its crazy... So we made it back they secured the cc, and well they raced for cookies, but i lost due to the ankle...that sucks...they ate all of it but a lil bit and gave me a crumb! A freakin rat would have been mad at that crumb...oh well lol it was funny...

Also i spoke with the baby sitter of HOLLI and she was funny, and i also talked to the ex gf..lol she not only found my blog, but she begged and pleaded with me to take her back, and i did something very very very very intresting... I told her that it was up to my blogger family, and if they thought that it was a positive strategic move for me, then i would take their opinons(my blogger family) into consideration and go from there.. so i will post her letter to me, but i warned her that most of yall are women, and yall prolly would tear her another asshole, and that i prolly would have the most hits on that subject than any other one..lol She didnt listen so imma post it now...see ya

jus something from a friend

Hey guys


I spoke with a personal friend from the states...he is the lead singer in 3 doors down, and he sent me the lyrics to this...jus read em... love yall...

P.S. Heya to Haley Sto Sto(someone thinks you are hot) and ali ali ali :D

Wegrit i havent a email from u recently...slacker :P

Momma.... I think you can handle 10 kids :D

Holli..... jesus i owe you:D


see ya


p.s ps i tried to call santa claus of iraq, but he didnt answer ill try back one more time!



hope you’re doing fine out there without me‘Cause I’m not doing so good without youThe things I thought you’d never know about meWere the things I guess you always understoodSo how could I have been so blind for all these years?Guess I only see the truth through all this fear,And living without you…And everything I had in this worldAnd all that I’ll ever beIt could all fall down around me.Just as long as I have you,Right here by me.I can’t take another day without you‘Cause baby, I could never make it on my ownI’ve been waiting so long, just to hold youAnd to be back in your arms where I belongSorry I can’t always find the words to sayBut everything I’ve ever known gets swept awayInside of your love…And everything I had in this worldAnd all that I’ll ever beIt could all fall down around me.Just as long as I have you,Right here by me.As the days grow long I seeThat time is standing still for meWhen you’re not hereSorry I can’t always find the words to sayEverything I’ve ever known gets swept awayInside of your loveAnd everything I had in this worldAnd all that I’ll ever beIt could all fall down around me.Just as long as I have you,Right here by me.And everything I had in this worldAnd all that I’ll ever beIt could all fall down around me.Just as long as I have you,Right here by me.


:d

Trouble/Injury

Hey guys how are you... i got hurt yesterday....nothing serious, but i twisted my ankle pretty bad... i am off for a few days...guess i could use it. My crew is down for serious matience. So i guess it all worked out.....


Also against the advice of Holli, i did something that bit me in the fucking ass, and as far as women go romantically, i dont trust em, and i wont trust em!!! Heres what happened....that girl, who told me that she had this crush on me, and she "loved me soooooooooooo" did me wrong. I can say that i am one of the good guys.. I dont hit women, call em bitches or do any of that stuff..im just a good guy...flowers..candy..a good time..ya know thats just me! Well i decided to give her a chance, and she flooded my emails with the whole ive waited on this day for ages spill, and im so glad that you like me like i like you crap... In a way, it was good for me to get that off of my shoulders, but damn i shouldnt have said a thing! Heres what happened...everything was fine and dandy, and she was gonna fly to germany to see me if i could get some r&r and ya know we would go from there...jesus...no need to go into a whole spill... she is pregnant(not by me, her ex) and she still wants a relationship with me, but she cheated....................what do i do..huh...
I wanna believe that she is truly sorry for cheating after only a few days together, but i talked to ever strong super woman Holli, and i feel that she is not remorseful....what do i do....its driving me fucking crazy!!!

I need your help....please help

ttyl

post video

anyone know how to post video... i have some footage that i want to show you guys, but i dont know how to post it

For All The women who use strange chemicals to kill things

I will let the photo speak for itself.... this is for you especially HOLLI

its a good ole camel spider :D

night time mission

Heya guys how are you...


I went on a night time mission and well sometimes they can make that can make the hair on your balls stand up.

We started, grabbed our gear looked at photos of our loved ones and friends, and walked to the helo. I was wondering what music we were gonna play tonite, and we continued to walk. As we were making our way to the helo, the Pj said....wait! I need to leave something here, or we wont make it off the ground. So me and the pilots and other crew were looking puzzled like what the hell is he talking about. Then all of a sudden he lets out this loud, nasty and funky ass fart! He was like...Ahhh I am 50 pounds lighter! That dude is crazy... I was like geez... all we gotta do is drop your damn farts down over the enemy, and we will be home tomorrow :D... Anyway....So we are getting on the helo, and we are getting ready...thesound of the helo starting, and journey who's crying now is playing... Good Choice!!! So it is a pretty cool night, although it still is hot and rank and did i mention hot in iraq! So we are up and at em, and so are about 5 other helos and the Maj is lurking somewhere hehe...she is in the A-10, ready and willing to pound some enemy ass. So we make ride with night vision goggles and ride fast and low. We as we make it to our position, thejets are already pounding away, and once again these insurgents think that by them shooting rifles at planes that have 3-6inch bullets that they will win. Well as the jets were pounding, the insurgents have spread out, and started firing by ear. Well our pilot has control of some guns as well, and he turns and unleashes the cannons on the ground while im firing my .50 and these guys didnt have a chance. We radio call from the Maj. and some Navy pilot and they say that they wanna bring the building down, and we climb and move... I think that the Navy guy dropped everything that he had...As we were flying away, i could heard the thud and see the big fire ball from ages away....I hope the insurgents dying a violent death was worth the 40 virigins that he was promised which he isnt gonna see...:/ Well we just made it in, and its prolly like 9am Central time, so im going to bed...im sure we will have to be ready in the morning....


See ya

...

Jeez


I am just drained... a innocent kid died this week, it was my luck that noone answered when i called home, i have a girl who likes me and i dont know what to do, and a innocent kid died this week due to me defending my buddies. The guys that i trust with my life as they trust me with theirs. I sit here and i fly and fly and fly and ride in a humv every now and then, and then i happy when i do my job.. i save my ass and someone elses ass in america from being the next target, but with every scream and shout for a job well done, some insurgent asshole has a family that may not be all assholes! Aghhh The art of War... Here i am... skinny guy from cali(but cut with it) behind a .50 cal on a daily basis...its like someone these insurgents are throws grapes at me and hitting me in the head, and im throwing fucking watermelons and hitting them! I decided today that i was gonna just read everyones blog...jesus you have a lady who has been in her house for 10 years and its for sell...you have HOLLI(which would prolly make a awesome wife to some guy) who is being mom and dad, and you have MOM who has 5 kids...what a task that is(no matter how old they are) and you have kelli belli and casey and issaquarot who has a wife that stretches him so thin that eventually hes gonna break or have a mental breakdown....I am sitting here venting when you guys are actually fighting a war...its a war to survive..survial of the fittest...Then you have Haley...who is like so awesome...she would be like a girlfriend/bestfriend lover, professional game seer buddy.. I guess i shouldnt vent...i only have a few problems compared to single mothers, mother of 5 kids, a woman who has just quit smoking, and a single chic who likes drinks and sexy guys, but she ate alone today for breakfast and a guy who loves his wife unconditionally and he prolly knows the ambulance guys and gals by name. Ya know...shit could be alot worse...i could have seen more kids die... HOLLi could have 5 kids and bea single parent...Haley could be in a fucked up relationship and very unhappy....Kelli could have some crazy shit going on...Issaqurot could be a widow....MOM could have 10 kids...wow...even in iraq i find a way to take things for granted!! Jesus.. we have people who are in louisiana and texas(mainly) who dont have shit, and here i am in iraq with half way decent food, and a squad of guys who makes sure that we come back to our FOB everyday..Gosh the rationale in that is..well..it is what it is. I had someone email me and ask if i thought that Katrinas disaster was race related...Well i think that we as people have to remember that we actually dont run shit.... i mean we may be on top of the world now, but i think that we as a people needed to understand that we arent immune to shit! Just because there is disease and famine and HIV in africa doesnt mean that it cant happen in the USA. Hell if it was race realated and maybe it was, or maybe it was because we had a ignorant dipshit at the top of fema who was just collecting a check that you, i, MOM,Holli and Casey paid for not knowing that this dumbfuck didnt know his ass from a hole in the wall. Wow i dont even know if anyone is even gonna read this... I am just venting and i dont know if there is ever gonna be a end...I am jumping from subject to subject...wow HOLLI the english lady probably has her red pen out now giving me F's..sorry Damn.. I am here in iraq...Faith is happy...MOM's son has a cool motocycle, and on the other side of the world, people are dying for the craziest of reasons...40 virgins(not saying that it is true) aint worth your life... i mean hell...i havent had sex in almost a year, and i dont play with myself(sorry if it is too much info), and im not willing to blow myself up or bring a grape to a fruit fight with the mindset that 40 virgins are waiting on me :/ I mean lets say that 40 virgins is a true thing...hell once i got past two, i would be no more damn good! HA! I made my ownself laugh... Well I am not gonna keep you guys any longer... I am gonna grab some grub watch some dvds and get rdy to fly out. I am sure 20 o 30 people will die senselessly...As long as im not one of them im ok... I cant deal with 40 virgins..HA! i made myself laugh again..maybe im corny..heh
Ya know for a bunch of people that i havent met(holli, faith, nathan, haley, mom, kelli belli) you guys rock!!!!

laters!!!

Good Day

Heya guys, just being able to check in, and i am in the green zone and doing fine. We did a house search today, and i wasnt behind the .50 cal today. I was on the ground with the PJs and another guy was behind my baby. I felt kinda odd, but i was ok the house was searched and we got out of there. I will post two pics....one of our house search, and another of what happens if someone fires rpgs or some missles...i got this from a friend and its pretty cool.well see ya

P.S. I also called Holli while i had a few minutes on a phone card, but she didnt answer. I guess she was at work really hard with the boss who doesnt care about the surgery of her daughter. Maybe her boss outta come over here for a while.

pics

Heya Guys those are more pics...the one taken today was the one with us in our helo over head providing security for the truck on the ground... Not much to talk about..but here are the pics..

Also that is the famous woman of wonder in her a-10 thunderbolt... the Maj. and yes iraqi kids like pepsi and coke or whatever they can get hehe

And that airfield is really what is looks like on a daily basis

:D

Thanks for the dvds

I would like to give thanks to a special friend that i have.......


I have known her for quite some time and i would like to tell her thanks and south park is awesome!!!

She is cute, loving, and she accepts phone calls from not(not collect) at all hours of the night along with some other bloggers... Sara is someone whom i have known for a long time. We have been through alot and she is a awesome mom like Holli(Faithsworld) and Mama(four kids is awesome)
Jesus girl...that note that you sent me about having a crush on me in high school shocked me, and i loved the kids notes to me and the guys..
Our pilot pasted on board with us...




write ya later guys im flying out...

Heartless People

Hey guys,


I am writing you guys again...this time i have some news that is a sad but true fact of war.
We got up early, and started our usual routine of doing those things that you cant really talk about, but if you been up on my blog you know what i mean. So we are up in the air and we listen to Eminem's song Toy Soliders(the pilot picked it, and it was a good song in its own sick twisted fucked up kinda way) with our heads bobbing to the music and the hot desert wind blowing within our face and we make it to our point and our PJs fast line it down via rope from our helo and i provide cover. I hate it when we have to remain idle. We are so prone to those damn RPGs that i hate. Once they make it down to the ground we fly off hard and fast, and we get some small arms fire. I return fire with my .50 cal and the shooting ceases and i see two iraqi men slumped over there cover spots. Damn just 30 seconds ago they were full of life, now they are gone or they are on the way to being gone. The pilot says good lookin' out Hawk, and we move on to our next loc. Some marines are pinned down and they need some help so we are quick to offer help to the USMC(our sisters..lol) and there is a hell of a firefight going on, and we dig in from the air. I lay down cover fire for those guys, some gutsy marine goes and drags his wounded comrade to safety only to fall to a hail of bullets himself, but he gets up and drags em both back to safety before collasping himself. This fight lasted about 6 more minutes and it ceased. We circled around looking for more enemy dummies, and as you prolly guessed, we found some. A guy was in a white truck with a machine gun mounted in the bed. He turned and had his gun pointed in our direction, and i fired hitting him. As he fell backwards, a lady pushed him off of her and there she was holding a kid. We radioed back to the marines that were on the ground and advised them of the situation, and they rushed to the scene to find that the bullet that hit that guy with the gun, passed through him and struck the child in the head. All hell broke loose, and they transported the woman and her child back to the FOB and once we landed, we were all briefed and briefed and this high ranking officer yells and tell us how we are gonna have to pay this iraqi family all this money and we were idoits. He never once said a nice word about this family. He was just worried about what the US was shelling out. I am sorry it happened like that..and im kinda hardened to the face of death and destruction, so i feel compassion but war is war, and if i wouldnt have done that, would i be typing this blog right now? I took 2 lives(one cut really short) but i saved for? Whats the rationale within that? FUCK!!! Somethings within life will never be explained.....Heartless people suck and if i didnt fear severe punishment well....you know

see ya

how many words are a picture worth?

Hey guys.....
For everyone who thinks that war is just about oil.... look at this! This is a daily scene at Dover AFB....be proud to be a american

pics

Hey guys here are some pics

This is an aerial view of iraq

I guess you dont see that on the news eh

There also is a pic that i took of a guy drinking his sheeps blood. He had recently slaughtered the sheep and drank his blood still fresh and warm...

And the mud and icky in iraq

The sign to baghdad

Sandstorms

and my fav image...the sunset WOW! Sometimes hell looks like home :D

Sorry that the pics are all kinda displaced... i am new to the blogger pic thingy..

well see ya laters

Reporters

Hey guys, Sorry that I haven't written on the blog in a long time. I have only had a few seconds to hop on the computer and maybe respond to a email or two, and then im off. Our helos are getting matinence and some guys are leaving from Iraq to go home with in the wake of hurricane katrina and the mess that it left behind. So here is what I have been doing....

1) I have been in constant contact(email) with the lady(who never posts on the blog but reads it faithfully) and I have convinced her that even though she owns a sex shop, that I just don't want any toys

2) I have also been on the email with wegrit who reads my blog. She is pretty cool and down to earth, and I wish her luck and success with her school.




Ok as you all can see, the title of my blog is called reporters. I think that I have posted before about my "love" for reporters. I think that they can help people sometimes, like in the katrina fuck up, and sometimes they can hurt people and cost them lives. I am not to keen on a reporter taking up space on my damn helo(which I so faithfully call betty) so that he can try to capture images, horror, death and any other thing that they can capture to try and win a prize. I figure that if he wants to gamble, then take your ass to the damn casino! Anyhow, after matience checks and we are flight ready we head into the briefing and check all of our equipment, I grab the last beef jerky stick from our care package that was sent to us, and we walk to betty. Now for the first time ever, the whole crew walked together towards the helo, and I kinda felt like I had that Tom Cruise walk in Top Gun. So we make it there, I strap myself in and I just leave the reporter there, and he has this "where do I sit look on his face". Well our pilot gave me the look like I should be nice to him while we were still on the ground so I decided to comply and start talking shit to him when we were in the air :D. So I told him ver batim... "Good sir, if you would place your bottom on the left side of the helo and place this nifty strap across your shoulders to ensure safety and security, we will be ready for take off! HA! He looked at me as if he had just stepped on American Airlines! It was a moment to die for. My buddies were looking at me as if they knew this was gonna be a ride to remember. So the fresh reporter climbs on, and the pilot gears up, turns on some music(I'll tell you about that later. Its a big no no in the USAF now) and we are ready to go. Once the base is out of site, the reporter asks the question of all questions which they only ask you to try to get a soft spot with you(it doesn't work on me anymore)... So how long have you been in? I reply fuck you! Take your damn pictures, make your money, but don't get in my way, or I will throw you from this fucking helo! You and all, well not all, but most of you reporters help the enemy every fucking day, and you do it for the love of a fucking prize! I was so prepared for this guy, that I pulled out a box of cracker jacks, and thre them at him and replied "theres your fucking prize". He had this you have just caught me look on his face, and he didn't utter a word(to me anyway). So as we were going to patrol and assist some marines, we get the call that Americans and some British were involved in a IED explosion and a firefight! Well we place a few radio calls and head that way to get an aerial view of the scene and assist our allies if possible. Once we get there the damn reporter goes into action. He has one of those good damn cameras. They can take as many pictures as my .50 cal can spit out bullets. Then he picks up the recording device and starts filming. I can see the blood stained pavement from up above, and we could all see that there were no survivors, and they had a little assistance from some military personnel on the ground so we radioed that we would scan the area, and then head back to assist the Army. Well we scanned, and found nothing more than six dogs having sex practically side by side in an alley. Now I thought that was pretty funny. I never knew dogs engaged in orgies. Oh well. Back to the mission at hand, we are flying and scanning and flying and all of a sudden we see the army boys in a convoy ready and willing to help us get out of here. They make it to there insurgent loc, and start to sweep the houses of the enemy. As that happens, they take fire from a building about 70 yards away, and we spring into action. I yell sniper in the house 70 yards away! My pilot springs into action, and I unload my .50 into the house as well as the army security guys on the ground. After about 10 secs, there is no more fire coming from that house! I then see a guy running to a white truck(there are 100000 of these trucks that all look alike in this country) he is getting a RPG, grabs it and looks up at us as if the fucker is grabbing a beef jerky! If you all know from my previous posts, I hate RPG with a passion! So I unload the .50 on the truck and everything surrounding it when he starts to take aim. After this the Army continues the house to house searches, they round up the enemy and back to the base we go, and they go on back to there place they call home! Once we land back at our loc, we all get off, and I tell the reporter.... I will watch for you on the news...prick! So we all head back in, and..Well me and the pj have this thing going...Its a kind of a race..Well I just knew that there was one fruit roll up left, so we haul ass(hes faster than me) back to the stash to only find that Jenkins is stuffing his face with the last one! I was hurt! I felt as if someone had run over my dog...I think I have been scarred for life. I know it doesn't sound like much guys, but we gotta stay creative and find ways to have fun in this place that smells like shit, sewage, death, and just ugh! So after we brief again, and head to the TV room(6 hours later) I see BBC or some station and what do they have! Fucking still photos on TV for the british to see there loved ones sprawled out dead thanks to some fucking prick reporter! Sigh! I knew it I knew it I knew it I knew it! These guys make money off of this, and not only do they make money off of this, but they hurt families and they hinder military operations here! Hense they are making us stay here longer due to them giving up too much info. Maybe the average person cant see it, but if you are military, just look at some photos and news coverage and yo uwill see! Well my heart goes out to the families of the british, and the american contractors. I will post again...

be careful what you wish for

Hey guys,

This is the first of three posts that i will do. I will do one now, and i must go out on a mission and then i will come back and do the other posts.


Ok,

After coming in from our mission, and finding out that we would be going out within 4 or 5 more hours, i was thrilled with delight. I could have taken a whole mouthful of sand and drank it with ease.. i was just that happy. Anyhoo, I walk in the chow,mess, hog slop, whatever ya wanna call it and i grab some grub and sneak my food away for some alone time. Well i didnt get that.
I walk in on this conversation that was about hurricane Katrina. They have this one army guy(stone) and all the rest are mixed branches guys and girls just hanging out listening to a conversation that is getting heated. So as i move to sit down, they say "Hawk" do you think the people in the hurrican deserved the hurrican because they were poor and black"? I choked on the hog slop at the moment. I was like uhh no. People are people. Then i drag my ass into the conversation, and that was my biggest mistake. So they say stone says that all people who are poor are considered to make less than 150,000 per year and all black people, minorities and independent women should have perished in the storm. I look and stone, and he is sitting over there with this sadistic grin upon his face. I made the comment that racism, stupidity and ignorance is the reason why we are over here and im eating on this dam army food. Then he proceeds to tell me that his sister and his mother both date black guys and he just hates it and he gives me this spill about how it is wrong and all of this. So at this point i am more than just irritated. I tell the guy that everyone is everyone and we all are the same. I told him that he probably gives his parents more courage by trying to put them down. Well Stone makes a comment that If he is wrong that the Lord Almighty will take him from this earth today and fix race relations in the U.S. and he walked out. I shrugged it off and continued to eat slop and i told everyone to leave it be.


Well about 2 hours later after im cleaning my weapon and going over my equipment for the next flight, i have about 6 people rush in on my and they all are looking as if we are under attack! I scream, are we under attack! They reply...not at all. So im like is everyone ok at home! They are like yup as far as we know. So im like well what the fuck made you asses run in here like that! They were like you wont belive it man. Im like what. Just fucking tell me! They said Stone died about 20 minutes ago in small arms fire. I was like WHAT! NO FUCKING WAY. They were like yea hes dead. So i got up, ran to the CO, he directed me to another CO, who did that 5 times and i confirmed that he died on the operating table.

I guess you gotta be careful for what you wish for.
I hate that the guy died, but he was spreading messages of hate and death all around us.
Well see ya guys later

First Flight Back

Hey guys, I have the opportunity to write to you, so here goes.



After I got checked out by the docs, and reunited with everyone, it was time for action. I felt as if this was my first time in Iraq, and I didn't know what to expect. We got the call the some insurgents where near Tikrit, and they had some IP(Iraqi Police) and IA(Iraqi Army) pinned down. So as we flew out, I had the song Over and over again by Tim McGraw and Nelly in my mind. I had the hot wind and dust particles just breathing over me(it felt like) and just Iraq just taking over my body as it had before I left. Yea it may not make any sense, but I guess you gotta be over here to understand. Anyhoo, we are in flight and im constantly checking my weapon and scanning the ground. I kinda felt as if the iraqis knew that the crazy aerial gunner was back and they were in trouble. We flew fast and hard, and I could feel the adrenaline pumping and I was ready. Ready to defend my friends at any and all costs. So as we get there, we see this hard lined insurgency firing hard and fast into the IA's "weak position" and they were under manned and scared. Some Muslims are afraid of death, and some don't mind it, so it makes it a terrible situation on the ground. As I look all around me, I see the best thing in the world fly by me. Its the A-10. This Female pilot, Maj K. Is awesome and fucking fearless. She flies by and lays down some awesome fire and silences the fight. Noone on the Insurgency moved. A old beat up nissan was up against a building with its front wheels spinning. And as usual, the IA shouts and screams and parties like its 1999 on the ground. Well after circling the area two or three times we get the call that a iraqi child has been shot; caught in the cross fire of the IA and the insurgency. Major K lets us know that she will be there, and the marines are in route. Well we move to a area that's hot for insurgency, and land. I fly with some of the bravest and most caring guys out there. We land and the pararescueman hops out and insurgents come out of the wood works. I lay down fire and they retreat and a few of them fall. The PJ picks the kid up like a rag doll and runs back to the bird like he had on flaming drawers and we try to gain altitude fast and Major K. comes through and finishes the rest of them off as if it was a training mission she had done 1500 times. As we are getting higher and higher I look at this kid who has been hit twice in the upper shoulder area. His shoulder looking like a pack of hamburger meat. He is in and out of consciousness and the PJ is working on him. Man I hate it when stuff like this happens. Kids are so innocent and he didn't deserve this. What if he never uses his arm again? What if his dreams are shattered? Man I really hope this country comes to grip! They need it so bad. We land at a forward operating loc and the medics run to take this kid, and I wanted to go with him so bad until his family would arrive via the marines but I didn't. I learned a longtime ago that if you get too attached it just fucks with you. I prefer not to know the outcome of the kid, but I wish the best for him.


I just hope that if you are reading this that if you don't get your life together, you may not have the chance at a later date. I mean look at New Orleans... just gone...people lost their lives and..well im not gonna preach to you guys.. see ya

Back In Hell

Heya guys, just sending you a message. I am back in iraq now. I DID not want to come home, i wanted to help the people of New Orleans So bad. We just got reports that a Coast Guard Helicopter may have been shot down by a fucking retard sniper! UGh Some people. Well i gotta run and get checked over by the docs. See ya round

Briefing over

Heya guys, my pre flight briefing is over, and i will soon resume flights over iraq. I will be in touch asap. Thanks for all ur support

Hurricane/Back to Iraq

Heya guys, sorry that i havent posted in a bit! I have been going around like a chicken with my head cut off! I have great news though! My family is in Good condition, and my missing/injured family members from hurricane Katrina have been rescued and are in safe hands. I will be leaving for iraq on sunday, and i will post again asap!!