Thursday, December 23, 2004

Behind Enemy Lines

So the Chinese were throwing everything they had over the 38th parallel, we were going to have to evacuate the area. There was only one problem, we had a critically injured soldier, who couldn't be moved for 24 hours or risk paralysis. Being the camp security officer and 2nd in command, I knew it was my duty to stay with the doctor and nurse that would need to be there for the soldier. I had to radio General Graham to ask for any kind of help that he could give us. Growing up with the General, I called him by his first name when no one was around. Keith would have to perform some kind of miracle to prevent our camp from being overrun with Chinese. We developed a counter offensive to divide the enemy. We would make a push to the East and also to the West, to keep them from coming straight at us.

It took less than 3 hours to evacuate the entire camp of 200 assorted doctors, nurses, orderlies, and security personnel. It was 3:30 in the afternoon and the place was deserted except for Dr. Lester, nurse Cox, Corporal Perkins (our wounded soldier) and myself, Colonel Brian Hill.

I stayed in constant contact with the general through the afternoon to coordinate the offensive that we had planned. People were always amazed at how I could stay in such close contact with headquarters, when hq was actually over 65 miles away. They knew that with the shortwave radios we had that we could communicate but it was hard to get a good connection, I mean afterall here we were out in the middle of South Korea in the Fall of 1951. At least it was 1951 for almost everyone, well everyone except for myself and Keith. As a matter of fact, neither Keith or I were even born before 1951....................

About Last Night

So last night I'm dreaming that I am dating Paris Hilton. She actually worshipped me even though I didn't think too much of her. I guess by treating her like I didn't care, it made her want me more, yeah that's it! Hey I know it sounds weird, but I believe that I dreamed that because I was watching an E!True Hollywood story about Nicole Richie. I used to really think that Paris was very very HOT, until I found out about her infamous video with Shannon Doherty's ex. After that I guess I lost all respect for her and realized that our love could never be. Well that and the fact that I am a 40 year old, fat, married father of 2.

Monday, December 13, 2004

Where Have I Been?

I haven't posted anything in a long time, so now looks like a good time to remedy that. First of all, Happy Anniversary to my parents, (David and Charlotte) who tomorrow are celebrating their 41st anniversary. 41 years ago they were to be married on a Friday, but discovered that it was Friday the 13th , so they switched their wedding date to Saturday the 14th. I saw a comedy one time called Saturday the 14th. The tag for the movie was, things get bad on Friday the 13th, but things really get bad on Saturday the 14th. It was really a totally forgettable movie.

We still have some Christmas shopping to do, most of which will have to wait until the 21st when we get our next payday. Zack is wanting a mini chopper to match his mini crotch rocket he got for his birthday. We took Zack to Wal-Mart last week when he decided what he wanted to spend his birthday money on. He ended up buying a mini crotch rocket. It took all of his birthday money but lucky for him he had asked everyone for cash. He had planned to save up for a go-cart, but I knew he wouldn't hold onto his money that long. When my kids get some money in their pocket they have to spend it right away, if they don't know what they want they will keep looking until something finally interest them.

Saturday, December 04, 2004

Mountain Dew

Just sitting here on a Saturday evening drinking a Mountain Dew, not a diet MD but a regular MD. Sometimes you just have to have the hard stuff. Besides, the doctor said I could have the occasional regular Mountain Dew. For those of you who don't know, I am a diabetic, or so says my doctor. My hemoglobin or whatever was up one time and a nurse called and left a message on my voicemail at work and told me I was diabetic. That was a hell of a shock to hear on your voicemail. Ever since though, my blood work had been normal. I think the lab or my doctor's crack nursing staff may have made a mistake. I never liked diet drinks before, but now I love diet Pepsi or Coke vanilla. I guess the fave would have to be the Pepsi Vanilla. I just bought a 12-pack a couple of hours ago at Kroger. I also got 12 pepsi and 12 mtn. dew, so the mtn. dew just looked too enticing to have an old diet drink.

I just checked on the UT football game and they are losing. I would assume that Phil Fulmer would get a raise if we win or lose. My buddy in NEW YORK CITY, Carlo, is a Notre Dame alum and they are in need of a new football coach, having fired theirs this past week. I would hope that he would contact the ND athletic department and tell them to make a run at Fulmer. I cannot stand Fulmer, I guess alot of it has to do with me also being a state employee, but I only get around a 2 or 3% raise a year. Fulmer is making in excess of 1 or 2 million a year. When you get over a million, it doesn't matter if it's 1,2, or 3. Maybe I was being too mean when I said I couldn't stand him, as a matter of fact, I don't know him personally. I'm not in his same tax bracket or for that matter same society circle.

I was flipping channels this afternoon between a couple of ballgames and a couple of movies and stopped for a few seconds on NBC. They were giving a sports update with Jimmy Roberts as the in-studio host. How in the HELL did this man get a job? I could do alot better job than this guy and I am scared to death of public speaking. Another sports guy that really makes my skin crawl when I listen to him is Bill Walton. If this guy hadn't played professional basketball, I think he would probably be working on a fishing boat out somewhere. I've read so many articles and opinions from people who cannot stand to listen to this guy talk, so why do the networks keep him around? Do these guys have some information on some bigwigs that keeps them working? If they do, more power to them. If I had some info that would help me out, I would use it to it's fullest potential.

I got my powerball ticket for tonite (145 mill). They say money can't buy happiness, but I would like to find out for myself.

Friday, December 03, 2004

HEY!!

Do you people hear me out there? I would think that some of my millions and millions of fans would send an email or at least put a little comment on my blog. I apologize for that last remark, it's not my blog, it's OUR blog. I merely serve as your leader, your voice of reason, your voice speaking out into the vast wilderness that is the internet. Soon I will embark upon putting my (our) blog out onto the new version of the internet (2.0). I am hoping to be a beta tester for Internet2.0, I surfed so long the other day that I ran out of webpages to view.

The boss lady just said goodbye and that she would see me on Monday, little does she know that I have a plan to not be here on Monday or any next week. It all involves this little thing I like to call powerball. I will tell you guys more about it on Sunday or Monday, whichever day I have time. I am sure there will be alot of interviews for yours truly on Sun. and Mon. Better go and check on the I2.0 beta version. See ya.

Death

If you were going to kill yourself or you could pick how you die, what would it be? I think I would choose the hopefully easy way out with a drug overdose. I would have to be somewhere so no one could find me for a while, or they would rush me to the hospital and pump out my stomach and then I would have to undergo psychiatric counseling. I think my worse fear would be - buried alive. You would be 6' feet underground so no one could hear you scream and I believe the terror would be unbelievable. Drowning would also be a bad way to go. Hopefully I'll make it to an old man and die peacefully in my sleep. When you hear about terrible accidents, where people died "instantly", I find it hard to believe instantly. There has to be a second or two of just sheer terror.

I watched a movie one time called The Serpent and The Rainbow, a doctor went to Haiti to study a voodoo technique where someone would put some kind of dust on you and then a doctor would look at you and determine that you were indeed DEAD. The dust would turn you into an unconscious state but your mind would still work. They would have to bury you within 24 hours before the spell wore off. The movie is about 15 years old, but it still spooks me to this day.

Well enough of that fun talk, it's Friday, so let's get happy. The boss lady is leaving early and the big boss lady will probably just stay in here office with the door shut most of the day. Better go for now.