Merry ho-ho to you

Hope you all have a very merry xmas. Don’t get too tanked out this holiday season lest you wind up like Santa here. Fuck it who am i kidding? GET FUCKED UP YO!

- Jay

Happy Halloween freaks!

Hope you all have a pretty scare-tastic halloween!

- Jay

Twitter a terrorist tool - U.S Army

A draft U.S Army intelligence report has identified the popular micro-blogging service Twitter, Global Positioning System maps and voice-changing software as potential terrorist tools.

The report by the 304th Military Intelligence Battalion, posted on the website of the Federation of American Scientists (FAS), examines a number of mobile and web technologies and their potential uses by militants. Read more…

What is this Twitter i keep hearing so much about? I’ve been reading about it everywhere ever since i got back into blogging. There has to be at least one mention of it in a posting at one of the random blogs i troll through daily. Seems like everybody and their mother’s a Tweet… Twitter? Twit? Twat? Whatever it is members call themselves. I’m seriously considering becoming a member just to see what all the hub-bub’s about. I wonder how long its been around for? I’m surprised i haven’t heard of it yet since i’m usually ontop of new social networking sites and have more profiles on various networking sites than i can remember. There’s a small voice though, at the back of my head telling me i should find something better to do with my time than waste precious hours exploring the Twitter realm; like perhaps finishing off Soul Of The Fire in the Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind (yes i’m a fan of fantasy novels) that i’ve been neglecting but i’m more than a little intrigued. I feel like the entire online world has evolved without me and i need to catch up. I guess that’s what happens when you can’t be bothered with having internet service in your barracks room because you’re too lazy to pick up the phone and order the package from the provider.

I think i’ll give this twitter thing a whirl tomorrow if the whole book and reading and stuff doesn’t work out.

On a different note: Getting hit by small clumps of ice falling from the sky is not a cool thing to experience. I got pelted pretty damn bad in a hail storm while doing my rounds on the compound earlier tonight. A hail storm in Iraq! Whodhavethunkit? The weather has been steadily getting gloomier and gloomier as October in Iraq progresses. The first rains of fall poured down yesterday after a day of mild temperatures in the desert. The guys, excited at seeing the rain after months of insane triple digit temperatures, decided to do a little streaking by running laps around the compound just as our “special friends” were preping their vehicles for a night mission. It was a pretty hilarious sight and we all got a good laugh out of it. I’ve got video of that night but i i’m not going to upload it since it’s not exactly G rated material and i don’t know who reads my stuff. I wouldn’t want to be blamed for deflowering the virgin eyes of some 6 year old who happens upon this site (unlikely as it may seem). By the way, if you are a 6 year old and you’re reading my blog, here’s some friendly advice for you. Leave the goddam Trix rabbit alone or i will bite your fucking face off! (i kid). Perhaps down the road when this tour is done and i’m sitting infront of my computer back in the states bored out of my mind, maybe i’ll go through my video files and upload it to youtube or Twitter for all the world to see. Maybe. It just depends on my mood.

That’s all for now. Tweet tweet.

- Jay

My kung fu is dope yo!

I want to get that tattooed on the back of my neck. It would either be a great conversation starter at a social event or an opportunity to get my ass handed to me by Chuck Norris. I guess there’s only one way to find out for sure then huh?

Earlier this morning up in the guard tower, i watched some dude wipeout on his bike during typical Iraqi rush-hour traffic. I roflmao’ed for a good 10 minutes till i nearly shit myself with the effort of trying to contain it and maintain my military bearing but failed miserably. I couldn’t help it. He looked okay though for a dude who just wrecked his motorcycle albeit a little banged up and extremely embarassed. After i painfully managed to regain some composure, i had to order him in broken Arabic to move his broke motorcycle further down the road away from the front of our outpost because he couldn’t be parked on the shoulder. No civilian vehicle was allowed to for any reason, lest they want to get shot at by U.S Army grunts manning the guard towers. We protect our crib fiercely homey! Werd. Anyway, he did not at all look happy with me and gave me the crazy eye while animatedly waving his hands about in clear frustration at my order all the while cussing me out in rapid Arabic, which made me bust out lol’ing again. I did feel a slight twinge of guilt for being an asshole to the poor guy as i watched him painfully limp away while pushing his wrecked motorcycle along. Ok, maybe not but that’s okay. Karma is a painful bitch and i will get what’s coming in due course. Till then i can relive the hilarious moment in my head and go to bed tonight satisfied that i can still proudly say, “i’ve never wiped out on a motorcycle in Iraq during rush hour traffic right infront of an American outpost before.” That and “Chuck Norris doesn’t want to fight me because my kung fu is dope yo!

- Jay