Saturday, January 27, 2007

Ants, Elephants, and King Cobras

So following the theme of Sam's recent post, I labeled mine in three part style. So I ate fried ants today, they had some lemongrass and seasoning for flavor, but yeah, it was just fried ants. I fed an elephant, which is not as normal as it would seem. Every time it puts its trunk up to it's mouth, it comes away with a ton of elephant spit which is kinda gross. Oh yeah, and after the Thai guy was done boxing the 10 foot long king cobra, he put it around my neck for a photo op. I've got a good picture of my smiling face about 12 inches from his. I'll post it if I'm able.

In case I forgot to mention, I'm in some crazy little town in Thailand, and babysitting about 500 marines, navy, and air force. I'm basically here to make sure nobody bombs the hell out of them, or shoots them, or anything like that. This is the cool part of the job, and since the terrorism threat is pretty low in the northern part of the country (though it's very high in the south) I'm not too stressed out. Thus the playing with ants, elephants, and cobras. Oh, and yesterday on my day off I went to the temple where they fimled the movie "Mortal Combat." It's not bad.

Ax, I very honestly feel your pain with the Marines. And I have to say I'm pretty proud of you kicking his/their ass. Those guys are insane and pretty well traned (to fight at leat). You make me proud (and after working with these guys for two weeks, I don't doubt your version of events one bit). Oh, and if you wind up in Charleston, I'll still be there for at least 5 months, and if you're with the team, my girlfriend will probably be the one who hooks you up with a place to live unless she changes jobs.

Sam, glad to hear things are going well and that you have options, however difficult figuring out what the hell you're going to do may be. I'm thinking it's going to be law school for me in two or three years also. Probably heading to Chicago; good schools, so take a look.

Chris, sorry again I missed you at Christmas. My uncle in Aurora died a few days ago, and I'm heading in to see my cousins (and to be my cousin's Confirmation sponsor) on about 17 Feb, so if you're around we can see if we can catch a beer on that trip.

Pat, I looked at the pictures from out excursion. I was particularly happy with the one of the "Speed Limit 14" sign. I'll let you know when I'm back in the state.

As for the girl... we'll see how it works out, but it's pretty good for now. She's also a 5'11" blonde who used to be in beauty pageants. That doesn't hurt things any. If any of you get the chance to visit Charleston, I'm sure you'll get to meet her.

That's about it for now, from Thailand. I'll be checking in from time to time, so keep letting me know what's up. I'll see what I can do about any Axford-esque stories.

Friday, January 26, 2007

Corruption, Blackmail and Chimpanzees.

Hello everybody. I apologize for not posting as frequently as I should, but frankly, I've been feeling a little inadequate due to the posts of Axford and Pat. I have not punched a girl in the face, nor have I jumped out of a moving vehicle, fought a troop of marines, published a screenplay or signed with the Yankees. With props to Greg, I havent even been shipped to Iraq for super secret counter intelligence work. But this is why I love you guys: the wonderful vicarious living I get to do through you is plenty to carry me through the hum drum of everyday life.

So what is new with me? Not a whole lot. Im still working at the DOJ, but have gotten bored of it. In fact, I applied for a job with the newly elected congresswoman of my home district, but at the interview I found out id have to take a 20k pay cut for the privilege! Staffers on the hill dont make beans...no wonder there is so much corruption on Capitol Hill. So im not entirely sure what my next step will be: maybe another job, maybe law school, maybe the priesthood.

Which is as good a segway into my relationship with Amy as any. In short, things are going very well. She made the trip down to Tucson for Christmas, which despite some serious stress went pretty well. She got into med school in Texas, where she will start either next fall or in fall 2008. I dont really know what will become of us when I go off to school or she does, but for the time being I cannot complain.

Damn it guys, im really trying to think of an off-the-wall story for your entertainment, but I got nothing! I could steal some stories from other friends and tell them as my own. For instance, I could say that at the end of a weekend at Foxwoods Casino, where I won $35,000, I caught a man cheating at the poker table. I noticed that every so often, he would rub behind his ears in the middle of a hand. I moved positions at the table for a better look, and sure enough, I detected the faintest glimmer on the cards in his hand. The son of a bitch was marking cards, and making approximately $10k per day as a result! I had a decision to make: tell the casino, or blackmail the man and extort many more thousands of dollars. What to do, what to do. I havent yet made my decision, because while I would like to try the latter, I am concerned that I might get murdered in the process.

Or, I could tell you about the time I got dumped by my girlfriend of five years, and decided to do something completely insane to get over the pain. I quit my job as a software engineer, and on a whim sent a resume to the Kruger Wildlife Park in South Africa where a position had opened in their chimpanzee sanctuary. I figured that it would help my chances of getting the position if I knew something about chimpanzees, so I wrote in on my resume that I had completed a post-doc in zoology and had worked with chimpanzees for 2 years in undergrad. Nevermind that I was a computer sciences major and do not know the first thing about primates. Guess what: I got the job, and am headed for South Africa in a month! Consequences be damned.

But, as I said, these are not my stories but those of my friends. For the real me, things are somewhat quiet but I find myself content. Just keep writing in your stories, and thatll be enough for me!

Thursday, January 25, 2007

We're not here to start no trouble, we're just here to do the Super Bowl Shuffle!!!

I thought I'd come back on and say whats up to some of you fools. My finger is healing nicely, thanks for asking. Pat, I do kind of remember that incident...I was at State that night, but I didn't get to see the fight. I just got to see surly Patrick get drunk and then brag about it after!!! I wish I would've seen! Just like I wish I would've seen you punch that guy in the face that pissed on your geeetar! Hahahaha.

I leave on the 5th of February to go to Spring Training down in Tampa. I'm going a little early. Major League camp starts on the 14th I do believe. Minor League camp starts on March the 3rd. I figured I'd get my face in there early and get to work with the trainers and pitching coaches a little more one on one before everyone is there. If anyones looking for a Spring Break trip Clearwater is always very nice and it's only 20 minutes away! I'm sure I'll be coming close to some of you people in my travels so I'll be sure to keep you updated. I'll either start in Staten Island or Charleston (watch out Fat, here I come!). They also have a team in Tampa, Trenton NJ, and Scranton/Wilkes Barre PA (yes, the same Scranton from "The Office"). So I do have a few steps to go!

Well, I must say, I'm quite suprised you haven't gloated on this thing yet Christopher! Your Bears did it...good for them! How are their chances against the Colts? I expect a full breakdown.

Well fellas, ya'll take care. I'll be in touch over the next couple of weeks, possibly after I move and get settled (still trying to find a room close by the complex!).

Take it easy...

Ax

PS - Hey Sam, remember that thing we used to do in our sophomore year that we called "giving helmet" or "dome" or "head" if you will? Well my girlfriend discovered it with me the other day and likes the feeling of it too! I know this sounds creepy probably to everyone else, but just give it a try...it's like a great head and scalp massage!

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

The story of a Marine, a finger, and one hell of a night!

Sorry it took me so long to get this story out to all of you but I think it'll be well worth it. I'm gonna go ahead and say that this is already a frontrunner for best story of 2007 (and it happened only an hour into the New Year!) Within this wonderful post you will see some pictures of the eventful evening to put some faces to names and to see the entire situation if you will. Just to warn you, this will be an epic post that no one will match for years to come (so this means it's longs as hell!!!!)

Enjoy!

Well, let's start from the beginning. As you all know, I went to school in Buffalo last year for one year, and for those that I talked to about it, you also know the wonderful debaucherous times I had in downtown Buffalo! It was quite the step up from the dirty South Bend to say the least. So, knowing of the fun times that I have had down there I decided to go there for New Years. I was accompanied by a few others also. My girlfriend Nicole, and her friends Sarah and Andrea. Two others met us down there, Brooke and her boyfriend Randy. Nicole and Sarah and Brooke have all been to the wonderfulness that is Buffalo on any given weekend way back in the Spring when Nicole and I just started dating.

Anyway...

We left around 1:30 in the afternoon from the house in Hamilton where I currently reside with Nicole and 5 other girls (NO, it's not anywhere close to as good as you may think...girls are gross!!! I'll just leave it at that!) We didn't make the complete trip in one drive becuase we stopped off at a Ralph Lauren store in Niagara Falls. I purchased my girlfriend Nicole a long sleeve green polo and a short sleeve dark blue one. She got those for Christmas. We dont' have those stores in Canada up where I am, so I drew them in a card for her and told her that I would get them for her when we went across for the New Year celebrations. I also got her a ART NOW book discussing modern and postmodern art of the new millenia, an Andy Warhol notebook and this kick ass Andy Warhol purse/bag that has a collage of some of his pop art ont he outside of it (but she got those on Christmas). I got a kick ass iPod Nano.

So we arrive in Buffalo and go to my old roommates new house to have a few pregame drinks before we go out. Here are a couple pics of the time at the house.

This is me, Ricky (aka: 6' 2"), and my old roommate Mike (aka: I can squat 400lbs)
This is my girlfriend Nicole in the pink and her friend Sarah in the black.

Ok...so not only do we just have 6' 2" and Mike around, there is also an old roommate of mine, Matt, who can probably squat and bench about 300lbs...he's quite ripped, a 6' 6", 220 giant with a kids face, and one of his friends. So all in all there are 4 girls and 7 guys inclduing myself. (Trust me...this is important stuff later on). *Side note* I'm not sure if you all know this, but last spring my team got into a huge bench clearing brawl with the University of Buffalo in which everyone in the game was kicked out...everyone except my old roommate Matt. However, the main incident occurred when a guy on the other team bowled over our catcher. Our benches emptied immediately because there was a shitload of animosity already with this team and I think everyone was just on edge waiting for the fianl straw. Our catcher got back up and shoved him. Mike happened to be on the mound (he fucking plugged the guy during that at bat because he was being a dick all game!). After our catcher kinda shoved him Mike charged and absolutely laid this guy out. I mean like he picked him up and fucking body slammed him. It was awesome cause it happened right in front of me when I was running in for the kill. It was even a underline on the ESPN newscasts!!!

On to more of the story...

So we all ultimately decide to go downtown for midnight. Apparently Buffalo has one the biggest outdoor parties in all of North America for this. They even have a ball drop! I say apparently because we never actually made it to the ball drop even though that was our intention. It was pouring outside and none of us wanted to walk so we decided to stay inside. At this point in time another one of my old teammates showed up with his girlfriend...put our count now at 5 girls and 8 guys!Here is, from left to right, the 6' 6", 220 lb large man with a baby face (Cling), 6'2" (Ricky), old teammate that showed up with girlfriend, and the large and in charge ripped ex-roommate Matt.

The couple holding hands are Randy and Brooke. My girlfriend Nicole is in the pink top. This pic is up mostly because this is the location of the rest of the story! Notice the Security right by the door!
The fireworks out the window! It's midnight and the story is just gettin started.

Me and my lady. It wasn't all smiles after this pic!


So...midnight came and went. I was quite a wonderful evening. One that I won't soon forget. And I couldn't forget it because I barely drank by the way. I'll let you know that I'm cleaning up my act and probably have probably only been buzzed twice since the end of september...not even drunk once!!!

My friends and I were roaming the bar and talking to some of the peeps that we knew. After a while I found myself standing about 15 feet from that door in the pic above with the security guy standing there. I was talking to 6'6" and 6'2" at the time...just shootin the shit. I look behind me and Andrea, Sarah and Nicole are chattin in up also...Andrea starts to leave. I just happen to see, as I'm turing my head back to the dudes, a Marine in full uniform walking near them. I glance back a couple seconds later and observe what appears to be a harmful convesation bewteen the two girls and the Marine. I turn back. Just then I feel a slight bump against my back. I turn to see what it is and notice that it's my girlfriend. And she's pulling away from the Marine! I notice his arm pulling away from her. I glance at Nicole to see if it's just playful, but Nicole grabs her arm in pain and I can tell that shes scared...like I've enver seen her before. I turn back to the Marine...Sarah is talking to him.

I lean in beside Sarah and say "Hey man. Do you mind? Why don't you just go talk to some other girls!" Let it be known that I am completely calm at this point. I dont wanna be a dick to a guy in uniform! He just stares at me and then glares back at Sarah and tries to grab her. Sarah pushes his arm off. She just tries to giggle it off, but I can tell shes scared too a little bit. So I grab her and sort of guide her to the side of me the Marine changes his eyes back to me and stares. My boys know somethings up so they come to my right side; 6'2" beside me and 6'6" on the other side of him. This Marine appears to be alone, but obviously I still don't want to do anything, and neither do my boys...they just came in just in case. So after I put Sarah beside me I lean back in to him and say "Listen, my girlfriend and her friends don't appreciate this so why don't you go bother some other girls!" He snaps back "Who's you're girlfriend?" I reply "It doens't matter who my girlfriend is...jsut go talk to someone else!" His eyes are searching Sarah and Nicole to find out which one is my girl. "Who the fuck is your girlfriend?" he says! UH OH! I can see now that he really just wants to do something to piss me off. I look back at Ricky and Cling to see their reactions to this guy. Ricky just shrugs. I look back at the Marine and lean in again. This time I touch his arm as if to tell him to go in the other direction. And when i say touch, I mean touch. I barely touched him. I said "just go..." "don't fucking touch me!" he interupts while throwing his arms up and he kind of steps up to me. I'll be honest, it freaked me out a bit, so I back up a step and said "ok ok. No big deal. No one wants any problems here..." As I was getting the words out of my mouth he kept staring...then back at Sarah, then at me, then at Sarah!

Out of nowhere, he then smashed her glass out of her hand and started throwing punches at me!! It sure as shit took me off gaurd because I was talking to the guy and then noticed he slammed her drink out of her hand. Next thing I know my words stop and I'm getting punch in the face and head. I back up and put my hands up to protect real quick. No one comes in and stops this guy...a couple randoms try to force their way in but this guy keeps trying to go after me. This Marine keeps coming and apparently clips Sarah with one of his reckless punches at me. I happen to get a glance behind him and I see Ricky and Cling. Somehow, with a second or two they are moved from beside me to behind the guy thats still trying to punch me...I'm wondering what the fuck they're doing and why they don't grab this guy. Just then I see Cling start to move...

...Now, I didn't see this at the time, but there is an entire other event happening behind me. Just as I started to get hit by this Marine, behind me, Ricky, and Cling were 3 other marines, but not in uniform. They got shoved out of the way and one of them cocked back to sucker punch me from behind (after I was already sucker punched by his buddy). His fist goes back ready to let it meet my skull when out of nowhere a tiny fist of fury comes flying in and punches this guy in the face and knocks him back to the bar...IT WAS NICOLE!!! The guy steps back up and turns to see who it was and noticed that a girl hit him, but just as he turned back Nicole socked him again. He turned once more pissed off. Sarah stepped in and yelled "What are gonna do? Fucking hit a girl?" He then realized that that would be a bad idea and lowered his defense. Just then Nicole landed antoher one right on his face! Right after that punch was landed, Cling jumped in and grabbed the two of them and held that guy in check...now back to me...

...So I see Cling take off (to apparently go save my girlfriend), no one is jumping in to help and there still isn't a bouncer around grabbing this guy. At this point I've probably taken about 6 or 7 head shots without any kind of defense. The Marine is relentless in gettin the two people to out of his way to hit me more. (Now remember, this all happened in a matter of seconds...its not quite as drawn out as this...but I see it all in slow motion now...it's kinda cool). As I see these two randoms starting to part and the Marine having his opening, I decided right then that I wasn't gonna be the one getting attacked. I reached out immediately with my left and started hitting him, trying to keep my right protected...but that could only do so much after a couple quick shots. I then realized that I had the arm reach advantage after those quick hits. This marine wasn't small, I did have a few inches on him, but he was well built, the way a Marine should be!

He was throwing lefts and rights and I kept my head low so he was hittin me on my forehead and top of the skull...a couple landed behind my ear, those hurt the next morning! I was now throwing both lefts and rights too but most of the time keeping him off me and away from a good punch. I kept feeling people around me so I lowered my head a little bit farther and buried him with a stiff left and then kept him back with that arm while hitting with my right. I pushed him until I felt nothing. I WAS IN THE CLEAR! Let's cut 'em loose!!!

I stepped back after feeling the open air and just started throwing 'em! I was landing both hands well, but the right was gettin the best of him! He kept tyring to come in close but I just kept him off with punches. I wanted my reach advantage and by God I was gonna get it. I've never felt so alive at this point. My fist were just flying through the air and he was barely gettin a graze in now! He tried to get in one more time but I kept him off, but instead of waiting a couple seconds to try and throw punches, he just came right back in to try and set me off. This time he got in...but it was a HUGE mistake on his part. My rage was in full effect and there was no fucking around anymore for me. He tried to get in...I let him in...and I kept him there!

I wrapped him up with my left and held him tight in a headlock. It was all over from there. My rage hit its peak as my right hand landed 90mph uppercuts to his face. I just kept them coming. One after antoher after another, I just kept letting them fly. He tried to pull out of the lock but my left only tightened and pulled up. He kept trying to get lower and I had to bend over now to hit his face, which I didn't like at all. So I pulled my death grip tighter and jerked his head and body back up to land some straight on. Scratch what I said before, NOW I've never felt more alive!!! I was just fucking wailing away on this guys face and head and NO ONE, not a single person was stopping it. The Marine realized he wasn't getting anywhere in this position and tried to pick me up...wasn't happening! So he kind of ran and we slipped on the ground while I was still punching. We tumbled to the ground and I begin to role him over to kick and knee the living shit out of him. I still have my left around his neck, but a quick shot of morals hits me. I realize that I shouldn't kick him and knee him until he is a bloody unconscience mess so I yell at my buddy Ricky, "get this fucking guy!" I scream. He runs in right away and grabs him off the floor and catches a shot to the eye. The marines friends grab him and hold onto him.

I stand up and glance around. Still nothing, no one is coming after me. No bouncers no security. I try and let my nerves calm themselves. Ricky comes up to me and asks me how i'm doing. I feel my face...nothing, no cuts, no bumps, no bruises. My forehead and top of the head are a different story with quite a few small bumps. I start to chew my gum again (yes it stayed in my mouth during the enitre fight) and realize its kinda crunchy. I chipped a tooth but only slightly. It must have been from me ducking my head while clenching my teeth really hard! Because my jaw was fine and had no face shots! I then just realize that my hands are fucking killing me. Mostly the right because landing about a bakers dozen directly to the Marines face and skull right in a row!!! HELLS YA! And my left is kinda sore.

Anyways...to wrap this up, at this exact moment that the fight occurred, Mike was talking to a pretty girl and missed the entire thing, even though he was int he same bar. Matt went to another bar with Clings friend. Randy and Brooke were making out and missed it. The ex-teammate and girlfriend just left so she could go change behind a car in a parking lot. The two guys left helped me worth shit. I can only imagine what it would've been like if all those guys were there...a freeforall for sho!

Later in the night this Marine tried to fight someone else in the bar as he was getting kicked out. I think it's because he got crushed in his first fight. Nicole was still in a rage outside and tried to attack him but got held back by Sarah and I and the cops grabbed him up good!!! hahaha

We went to another bar so I could ice my hands. And all that resulted for me was a broken ring finger on my left hand...no concussion...no black eyes...no bruising...just a broken finger and a still partially swollen right hand from wailing away on that fuckers face!

Sorry to Anthony and Greg, but that fucker kinda put me off the men and women in uniform that are serving your nation! I know you guys are different, but when I hear "Marine" my blood gets going again!!! ahahaha!


My eyes may look puffy here but trust me...nothing was landed below the brow!

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this wonderful story. Take it easy. And don't tell the Yankees!

AX

Friday, January 12, 2007

Adios till February

well, I figure I'll say a quick group goodbye (oh, and I broke my d key so typing is a bitch, I have to cut and paste every time I want to type that letter). I'm off for about a month and a half in foreign lands. this is my first deployment, though thankfully not to a war zone. I will, however, be working counterterrorism, counterintelligence, and other such force protection issues, which is pretty cool and kinda intimidating (I'll be responsible for about 1000 soldiers safety). anyway, I'll try and send someone an email to post up here to say hi to you all and let you know what's going on while I'm gone, but if not I'll talk to you all when I get back. take care and I'll talk to you all soon.

P.S. If I went to Iraq as planned, I would have been directly involved in the raid described in this story. It would have been awesome.

http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,243271,00.html

I'm good

Hey,

I'm real good....I mean, real real good.

-John

Idiocracy Review

I saw Idiocracy last night with the girlfriend (who you all can facebook as well). It was pretty funny. Somethings were just kinda stupid, but it had some laugh out loud sequences. It has a pretty interesting view of the future, and clocks in at under 90 minutes (even if you don't find it funny, it is over pretty quick). It also has the guy who played Michael Bolton from Office Space in it, which adds very little to the movie.

On a side note, I bought V for Vendetta when I was at Blockbuster. Movies with Natalie Portman are becoming my Achilles heel (even when she shaves her head). When am I ever going to watch Where the Heart Is?

Good job blogging Pat and Ax,
Peace Out,

Chris

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Hey everyone...

I just thought that I would leave a quick message to say that you will get my wonderful story tomorrow. I typed it up on here but then clicked to spell check it and the pop up wasn't allowed so I "temporarily allowed pop ups" which then refreshed the page and my story was gone. It took me a bloody HOUR AND A HALF to type it up so you know you're in for something good! It was loooooong but fully described. I'm just too pissed right now to type it up again today so I will tomorrow.

Peace out

AX

Here, here

I agree with Chris. Therefore:

I went on a cruise over Christmas with the fam. Please refer to facebook for pics. It was pretty sweet, I'd say there were two highlights: 1) I didn't cheat on my girlfriend like last cruise and 2) renting a jeep to drive to go snokeling in mayan caves. The downside of the trip: the boat broke down. In the middle of the Atlantic. No power, no A/C, zero knots. We managed enough propulsion to get back to Charleston, but half the passengers slept outside the last night so as to avoid the sweltering heat in the brig. Bottom line: cruising's sweet; stay away from the Norweigian Majesty.

I started work today with the South Carolina Bar. And you thought lawyers had no ethical standards before...

Last weekend I introduced Liz (the g/f) to the folks. Big step, eh? Hey, d-bags, do me a favor and "friend" her on facebook, will you? Makes me look good, like I've been talking your heads off about her. But seriously, folks. She's a great girl; she'll make an honest man out of me. And note the lack of thickness. Has Pat begun a new chapter? Even if so, the thickscale will never die.

Chris: I died at the "w/o the AIDS coment"

Greg: Bravo on the post

All: Forgive my lack of telephone communication. No excuses.

Also, I keep trying to join the Gamecock Rowing team, but they wont post their spring schedule on their website. That's my first excuse. My second is that practice starts at 5:15 Mon-Thurs. A legitimate one, no?

Tales of debauchery? Not much, except maybe that I took 5 x 1 liter bottles of Listerine on the cruise. In fact, they were Svedka brand vodka with two drops of blue food coloring apiece. Nary a question was asked.

Alright boyos, hope all is well, and look forward to hearing from you all... Later!

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

This Blog Will Not Die

I'm as guilty as anyone, but the blog needs a shot of life. Greg has made his first post, and we all sat back like idiots.

I'm sure you all have exciting new year's eve stories. I know Axford has one involving an Marine, a finger, and Buffalo. If that doesn't sound blog worthy, I don't know what does. Mine wasn't very exciting. I just hung out will Molly and watched an old movie (the Philadelphia Story: Jimmy Stewart, Katherine Hepburn, and Cary Grant - pretty funny, and with no AIDS).

Sam, I saw some beautiful pictures of you with your lady friend, Amy, in Arizona and Mexico courtesy of facebook. I once thought facebook was evil, but I now believe that it is only evil if we let it be.

I saw Bond before Christmas, and I recommend it. Grittier, but still "cool" like a Bond movie should be. This last weekend, Molly and I went to go see "Wicked," the musical. It was her Christmas present. It was really well done and pretty funny. A little to cute at times for me. I would have made it grittier. We went to a nice dinner before hand. I had lamb chops, which were excellent. Only like the 3rd time I had lamb in my life. I had some amazing meat during Christmas-time, and just couldn't imagine being a vegetarian. Still no meat Sam?

Anyone seen Idiocracy with Luke Wilson? It is the same guy that did Office Space. The premise is that Luke Wilson, an average guy, is frozen for 500 years. When he wakes up, society is incredible dumbed-down because the wrong people have been breading. Sounds hilarious to me, but I haven't gotten to see it yet.


Blog more,
Peace out,
Chris

Monday, January 01, 2007

So it's 2007 now, I guess I could make my first post...

Well, lets start this out with an apology for being really bad at keeping in touch with most of you guys. However, now that I have the "inter-net" I'll actually check the blog and work on that. Moving on...

Happy New Year to everyone, I hope you're all doing well and had a good Christmas. It was very short and I didn't even get to see Chris as I had planned (sorry dude, I forgot my phone so I couldn't call and tell you we were only going to be in Aurora for one day instead of two like last year). It was nice to get home for the first time in a year though, and if it makes you feel better, I hadn't seen my brothers in a year either. I also got a chance to meet my future sister-in-law, and I got to see Doug's fiancee also. Brad's doing well, cancer free and getting married in June in St. Louis (I'll see you there, Jonathan). Doug's also getting married, in May 08, to my best friend from high school, which could be weird but is actually really cool.

As for what I've been up to since the wedding... My job sucks, I really hate every moment of it here in Charleston. The city's great, but my job involves dealing with dead babies (not like in the jokes, but real ones, which are even less funny) and child rapists. However I had some good news a few months ago. I got picked up for a deployment to Iraq for six months and got to go to some badass training in New Jersey (sorry John, it was 7 days a week and I didn't get to travel, which really pissed me off being so close). However a few weeks before I was supposed to leave I got a call that I'd been postponed. Now it looks like I'll be going for a year sometime around July, which will hopefully allow me to see Anthony over there, though that would be a long shot. Anyway, I did get that deployment replaced by a short "deployment" which starts on the 9th and lasts through mid February. I'll be disappearing for that timeframe, though I'll try to check the blog to keep in touch but even if I can't communicate, that really won't be a change for you guys (again, I'll work on that).

Anyway, I hope you all are doing well and I look forward to catching up when we get a chance. Oh, and the South really is as lawless as Pat makes it sound (that canoe trip was fun, dude). I'll post something less boring when I get back from my mini-deployment.