Plans and pics

That's plans, not planes.....

Kat and I are planning a night out, God help us. Or should I say God help anyone who crosses our paths? Kat and I are hilarious when we are drunk. And we are planning to get good and stupid...Paul is on his way home to the real world, and I am going to go and purchase our bottle of Tarantula (sorry if I buggered the spelling) Tequila today and put it on ice, so it is nice and cold when he is ready for it. Hehehehe.....ought to be a good time.

Well, as is obvious by this point, I am back in the States. And I have a few pics from my last night in Balad to share, courtesy of Other and Beefcake. Atleast that's what I have named him, Beefcake. He's a bit crazy, lots of bark it seems, but a good guy in general...

To the left is myself and Beefcake. Ain't he a cutie........Beefcake is a gaming nut. I mean bordering on obsessive. The man has something like 4 computers, from what Other tells me, and has one for gaming, one for downloading, one for watching porn, and I think the last one is for tunes. And he keeps them running AT THE SAME TIME. See what I mean by obsessive?!?!?!!?

Since blogger hasn't taught me how to put pics in a certain order yet(I know, I am behind the power curve on the pics-in-blog thing, give me a break, I am trying) the top two pictures are of myself and Other. Beefcake took the one on the right without our knowledge. We were just standing there chatting, and he took the picture. Other says it's one of his favorites.

So I was supposed to be at Customs at 0330 to process and get on the ol bird out of Balad, right? Hehehe, how come 7 hours later, I was still there??? Ah, the *joys* of military flights! We flew out of Balad, and that had to be the absolutely WORST flight I have ever, ever, ever been on. And I am not saying that because I don't like flying. Ever heard of combat landings? Well, I swear we had a combat takeoff. Oh, forgot to mention the controlled detonations that were going off as we were pulling up to the plane to board.....good stuff, I am so glad to be out of Iraq.

So we hit Al Udied and try to get on the next rotator out of there headed towards the States. Soonest thing they had was leaving that night and we had to hope like hell that there was space available. So, as the time to sign up for space A approaches, there's this gang of about 20 Air Force personnell slowing ganging up on the sign up desk. Poor little one-striper was getting nervous, you could tell. He starts rattling off all these Navy names, and no one is answering......so we just handed him the whole stack of ID cards and orders and told him to start hooking us up in their places. It was kinda funny. So, we got out of there, and went to Ramstein, sat there for a couple hours, and then it was off to Baltimore. We hit Baltimore, and E, Gonzo, M and I are all sitting at a pub(B terminal, for those who know the area), and our money was no good. Everyone bought us rounds at the bar, so of course, we can't refuse good drinks, we drank til we were happy drunk and headed to the plane....It was so funny....

Speaking of pictures, I have to put one of Ziggy on here........good pic, have to get it off the laptop.

Alright guys, well, I think that's enough for a bit.......talk to you guys soon!!!!!