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Monday, May 23rd, 2005
10:10 am - Where have I been?
we've moved. From Tejas to Mississippi. What a stink hole this place is. Look on the bright side I now fly this hunk of metal:

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Saturday, October 30th, 2004
4:47 pm - More pictures.
Here you go. These were taken on my aerobatic solo. I got to pull 4 g's, and do some really cool things in a million dollar aircraft. all by myself. enjoy.

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Sunday, October 17th, 2004
5:38 pm - Where have I been, part 2
Ok, so I'm half way through primary flight training. Here are a couple of pics.

The first pic was taken with cell phone when I was solo (no cameras allowed!!) The second is a stock photo of a T-34.

On a side note, someone on a bulletin board I used to frequent (www.clubsi.com) posted a link to a chick that likes to race her impreza wrx. www.imprezagirl.com. Just did a google search and found her here too:

It's Jo! octavekitten

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Sunday, September 26th, 2004
12:21 am - Time on my hands
Where HAVE I been...

Well, I vacated Florida in June for Texas. I'm in a place called Corpus Christi. If you want to find it, take Tampa and move west on the same latitude until you hit the tail of Texas. Yep, there I am.

What am I doing here? I'm flying. And I get paid for it. No cubicle farm for me. I get to play around in the sky. Formation flying, aerobatics, at over 200mph. I'll be here in Tejas for another 5 months or so. After here, and grades permitting, I'll be headed to Meridian, Mississippi for jet training. The next big hurdle there will be air to air combat maneuvers, and landing on the boat.

What else am I doing?
Well tonight I have watch. This means I am pretty much the squadron bitch. I'm the only one here, from 7PM -> 7AM. No sleeping, no TV. (But I do have a portable DVD player!)

I'm also thinking about buying a Mac. The new imacs are coming out and it makes sense to get rid of my current computer in favor of one of those neat boxes.

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Saturday, May 22nd, 2004
5:39 pm - Where have I been?
It looks like I will be starting week 16 here in a few days. I will continue to update on a daily basis. I have a stash job that requires me to work 12 hours/week. I golf. The wife golfs. It's great. I will update more come Monday.

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Monday, May 17th, 2004
11:47 am

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Friday, April 23rd, 2004
11:19 pm - Week 11, Day 5
Played golf this morning at NAS Whiting Field. NIIIIICE course. Par 72, nice and windy. Right on the flightline too. Really. Like 100 yards away from planes. A well placed tee shot if the wind is right would hit a T-34 on final. Cool!

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11:17 pm - Week 11, Day 4
Nothing. Put in leave request to pick up the wife next weekend!

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Wednesday, April 21st, 2004
9:45 am - Week 11, Day 3
Went to doctor about bug bite. No bug bite. Ringworm. Got cream for it. Argh.

Also, made appointment to get wisdom teeth pulled out. 5/3/2004. 1100. Be there.

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9:44 am - Week 11, Day 2.
Nothing. Got information to make my mom my dependent so she can get *free* healthcare.

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9:44 am - Week 11, Day 1.
Nothing. Had dental exam. Wisdom teeth need to come out.

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Friday, April 16th, 2004
2:44 pm - Week 10, Day 5
Ran a little bit, the lactic acid built up in my legs since I haven't been doing any physical activity for the last 3 weeks. None.

I will PT/bike all this week.

The wife is selling her motorcycle on Monday. That means when she gets here, she will need some transportation. Meaning... she's going to get a new bike. We've pretty much set our sights on this:

We've got the financing down, now we have to worry about insurance and whatnot. I will also need a new jacket and gloves. This will work out because she will have the vehicle to commute to see me, and she will have the bike during the warm months. (I'll have it in the cold months no doubt, so she can stay warm in the car)

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Thursday, April 15th, 2004
9:56 am - Week 10, Day 4

Paid phone bill.
Went to medical about my bite. Have appointment NEXT Wednesday (?!?!?)

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Wednesday, April 14th, 2004
8:06 am - Week 10, Day 3
During my time at Eglin, I was bitten by something. At first it looked like a little zit on my left forearm. Now almost a week later, it has grown to the size of a nickel, been raised up a little, and gotten kind of hard. Now I think it's going away, because it feels more soft and skinlike, and the redness is going away. I don't think I'mma go to the doctor's today, although I will go to the exchange and buy some bite cream.

Will play golf again today.

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8:03 am - Week 10, Day 2
Nothing. Played Golf.

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Tuesday, April 13th, 2004
8:32 pm
Subject: Ways to Be a Good Democrat

You have to believe that the AIDS virus is spread by a lack of federal funding.

You have to believe that the same teacher who can't teach 4th-graders how to read is somehow qualified to teach those same kids about sex.

You have to believe that guns in the hands of law-bidding Americans are more of a threat
than U.S. nuclear weapons technology in the hands of Chinese and No. Korean communists.

You have to believe that there was no art before Federal funding.

You have to believe that global temperatures are less affected by cyclical documented changes
in the earth's climate and more affected by soccer moms driving SUV's.

You have to be against capital punishment, but support abortion on demand.

You have to believe that businesses create oppression and governments create prosperity.

You have to believe that hunters don't care about nature, but loony activists who have never been
outside of San Francisco do.

You have to believe that self-esteem is more important than actually doing something to earn it.

You have to believe that the military, not corrupt politicians start wars.

You have to believe the NRA is bad because it supports certain parts of the Constitution, while the
ACLU is good because it supports certain parts of the Constitution.

You have to believe that taxes are too low, but ATM fees are too high.

You have to believe that standardized tests are racist, but racial quotas and set-asides are not.

You have to believe that the only reason socialism hasn't worked anywhere it's been tried is because the right people haven't been in charge.

You have to believe that homosexual parades displaying drag, transvestites, and bestiality should
be constitutionally protected, and manger scenes at Christmas should be illegal

You have to believe that illegal Democratic Party funding by the Chinese government is somehow in the best interest to the United States

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5:32 pm
I see a lot of people yelling for peace but I have not
> heard of a plan for peace. So, here's one plan ...
> 1) The US will apologize to the world for our "interference" in
> their affairs, past & present. We will promise never to "interfere"
> again.
> 2) We will withdraw our troops from all over the
> world, starting with Germany, South Korea and the Philippines. They
> don't want us there. We would station troops at our borders. No more
> sneaking through holes in the fence.
> 3) All illegal aliens have 90 days to get their
> affairs together and leave. We'll give them a free trip
> home. After 90 days the remainder will be gathered up
> and deported immediately, regardless of who or where
> they are. France would welcome them.
> 4) All future visitors will be thoroughly checked and limited to 90
> day visits unless given a special permit. No one from a terrorist
> nation would be allowed in. If you don't like it there, change it
> yourself, don't hide here. Assylum would not ever be available to
> anyone. We don't need any more cab drivers.
> 5) No "students" over age 21. The older ones are the bombers. If
> they don't attend classes, they get a "D" and it's back home, baby.
> 6) The US will make a strong effort to become self sufficient energy
> wise. This will include developing non polluting sources of energy but
> will require a temporary drilling of oil in the Alaskan wilderness.
> The caribou will have to cope for a while.
> 7) Offer Saudi Arabia and other oil producing
> countries $10 a barrel for their oil. If they don't
> like it, we go someplace else.
> 8) If there is a famine or other natural catastrophe
> in the world, we will not "interfere". They can pray to
> Allah or whomever, for seeds, rain, cement or whatever
> they need. Besides, most of what we give them gets
> "lost" or is taken by their army. The people who need
> it most get very little, anyway.
> 9) Ship the UN Headquarters to an island some place.
> We don't need the spies and fair weather friends here. Besides, it
> would make a good homeless shelter or lockup for illegal aliens.
> 9b) Use the buildings as replacement for the twin
> towers.
> 10) All Americans must go to charm and beauty
> school. That way, no one can call us "Ugly Americans"
> any longer.
> "The Statue Of Liberty is no longer saying 'Give me
> your poor, your tired, your huddled masses.' She's got
> a baseball bat and she's yelling, 'You want a piece of
> me?'"
> ~ Robin Williams ~

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2:52 pm
"Your is luck is so bad, if it was raining whores outside you'd get hit by a queer."

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Monday, April 12th, 2004
7:59 pm - OMG funny
Start your day off right

according-to: 2nd Lt Mitchell Clapp, Randolph AFB TX.

Every second lieutenant acquires embarrassing memories when he wears
gold bars; it seems to come with the job.

The first time the Air Force sent me on temporary duty by myself, I
experienced probably the most embarrassing moment in my life, which I
tell here in hopes that other butter bars out there won't make the same

I was traveling from Wright-Patterson AFB OH to Vandenberg AFB CA one
spring, and the flight scheduled me for a two-hour layover in the St.
Louis MO airport. I decided to hit the snack bar and bought a cup of
coffee, a package of Oreos and a newspaper. After giving the cashier
the nine bucks or so these items cost, I scanned the crowded sitting
area for a place to relax. The lounge was crowded, but there appeared
to be a spot across from a fellow in a military uniform of some sort.
"Great!" I thought, "another soldier. Maybe he can tell me about life
in the forces.,,

With my coffee on the right side of the table, my newspaper on the left
and my oreos in the center, I sat down before I took my first close
look at the man opposite me. He was a Marine corps brigadier general -a
mean-looking man with no hair, an honest-to-God scar on his forehead
and about six rows of ribbons, including the Silver Star with a
cluster. To me, the general had horns, fangs, a pitchfork and a long,
pointed tail as well.

I was already committed to using the table, but not wanting to bother
the general, I meekly squeaked out, "Good morning, sir," before sitting

I had begun the paper's crossword puzzle and was making good progress
when I heard a peculiar rustling sound, much like the crinkling of
cellophane. I looked up out of the corner of my eye to discover the
general had reached across the center of the table, opened the package
of Oreos, taken out one and was eating it. Now, not having attended the
Air Force Academy, I was not familiar with how to deal with the finer
points of military etiquette, such as what to do when a senior member
of another service calmly rips off one of your cookies. Several
responses came to mind, but none of these seemed entirely appropriate.

I realized that the honor of the Air Force was, in a small way, at
stake here. I certainly couldn't let the general think I was a complete
weenie. Besides, at airport prices, one oreo is a significant fraction
of take home pay for a second lieutenant. The only response I could
make was to reach across the center of the table, open the opposite end
of the package (trying not to notice that the other end had
mysteriously come open somehow), extract an Oreo and eat it very, very

"There," I thought, "I've subtly shown the general that these are my
Oreos, and he should go buy his own"

Marines are known for many qualities, but subtlety is not among them.
The general calmly reached out for another Oreo and ate it. (By the
way, the general was licking the middles out first before eating the
cookies.) Not having said anything the first time, of course, I
couldn't bring it up now.

The only thing to do was to take another cookie for myself. We wound up
alternating through the entire package. For an instant our eyes met,
and there was palpable tension in the air, but neither of us said a

After I had finished the last Oreo, they announced something over the
public address system. The general got up, put his papers back into his
briefcase, picked up the now empty wrapper, threw it away, brushed the
few crumbs neatly off the table and left. I sat there marveling at his
gall and feeling very foolish.

A few minutes later, they announced my flight. I felt a great deal more
foolish when I finished my coffee, threw the cup away and lifted my
newspaper to reveal ... my Oreos!

Today, two of us are running around the Armed Forces telling the same
story, but only one of us has the punch line. And general, if you are
reading this, get in touch with me and I will be glad to send you a
case of Oreos.

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8:37 am - Week 10, Day 1
Well I'm back from my flight training over at Eglin. I'm glad were done. It was probably one of the most strenuous things I've done in my life.

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