tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12931273142470991962023-11-15T05:30:12.611-08:00Brad in IraqBradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-45521641037711423662009-08-03T04:36:00.000-07:002009-08-03T04:37:41.659-07:00Chris<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2593/3712030009_f0a3a88746.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2593/3712030009_f0a3a88746.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />This is a portrait of my friend Chris. This is my first good example of some photoshop work.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-56982476028865480642009-08-03T04:34:00.001-07:002009-08-03T04:35:11.661-07:00ME!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2540/3723997381_960097313e.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 478px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2540/3723997381_960097313e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Im bored so im posting pictures that I took....Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-22334734110271158642009-08-03T04:31:00.000-07:002009-08-03T04:33:14.081-07:00Crack in a can.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3536/3781841389_738ee7a46b.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3536/3781841389_738ee7a46b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I love this stuff. I love it so much, I took a picture of it. T minus 5 hours.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-60459547502179100262009-07-11T05:30:00.000-07:002009-07-11T05:35:04.831-07:00Product shot<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/3709556770_1a98100dff_m.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 159px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/3709556770_1a98100dff_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />A quick and dirty product shot of my phone.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-55739129206197175472009-07-05T02:13:00.001-07:002009-07-11T05:34:10.227-07:00Cake<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3624/3687718700_12b9685775_m.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3624/3687718700_12b9685775_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Just a photo I took of some Iraq Cake.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-31785537884500170472009-05-30T13:21:00.000-07:002009-05-30T13:24:45.850-07:00Photographs of water drops<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SiGV-py0JOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/eYBIuPS2DRs/s1600-h/Waterdrop22.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SiGV-py0JOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/eYBIuPS2DRs/s320/Waterdrop22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341715536641533154" /></a><br />Playing around with water.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-16918393048803980652009-05-25T10:28:00.000-07:002009-05-25T10:38:53.632-07:00I win!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/ShrWv0tbq_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/XNXPdIQLSoo/s1600-h/DSC_0104.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/ShrWv0tbq_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/XNXPdIQLSoo/s320/DSC_0104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339816425292540914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/ShrWvgiT9sI/AAAAAAAAAUw/HPgtnjjt3pA/s1600-h/DSC_0084.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/ShrWvgiT9sI/AAAAAAAAAUw/HPgtnjjt3pA/s320/DSC_0084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339816419877189314" /></a><br />Yup, I won.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-59025219252234436402009-05-19T13:49:00.000-07:002009-05-19T13:56:13.628-07:00Coffee sunset<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/ShMc4x0l55I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZIowAVuh4GA/s1600-h/Coffee+sunset.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/ShMc4x0l55I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZIowAVuh4GA/s320/Coffee+sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337641745136347026" /></a><br />More pictures.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-49334489233276138572009-05-08T09:46:00.000-07:002009-05-08T10:33:33.449-07:00Iraq Sunset with C wire<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SgRrvYhuR0I/AAAAAAAAATs/V6fsuVHsi1g/s1600-h/DSC_0240.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SgRrvYhuR0I/AAAAAAAAATs/V6fsuVHsi1g/s320/DSC_0240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333506320495429442" /></a><br />C-wire sunset.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-24008764522515512132009-05-07T06:06:00.001-07:002009-05-07T06:27:34.240-07:00Dirt can<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SgLhuuSWWHI/AAAAAAAAATk/vfYYSjYCyjQ/s1600-h/DSC_0067.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SgLhuuSWWHI/AAAAAAAAATk/vfYYSjYCyjQ/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333073101575313522" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SgLeyWPz1CI/AAAAAAAAATc/LGqvM0crXu8/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SgLeyWPz1CI/AAAAAAAAATc/LGqvM0crXu8/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333069865306805282" /></a><br /><br />Im trying to be creative. Here is a rusty old coffee can I shot, and here is a portrait of grant, the new guy.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-44579281235290943442009-05-06T08:36:00.000-07:002009-05-06T08:38:23.325-07:00Photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SgGu5LH3xsI/AAAAAAAAATM/B45r2pJQr1E/s1600-h/DSC_0047.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SgGu5LH3xsI/AAAAAAAAATM/B45r2pJQr1E/s320/DSC_0047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332735731044959938" /></a><br />So, I finally got my new camera and Im trying to do some photography. Here is my first sorta artistic picture. Notice the shallow depth of field.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-16385820696654143812009-04-29T12:23:00.001-07:002009-04-29T12:37:08.684-07:00I have jacked up feet.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/Sfiq1hUmg3I/AAAAAAAAASs/B2w1muyyBOE/s1600-h/04292009235.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/Sfiq1hUmg3I/AAAAAAAAASs/B2w1muyyBOE/s320/04292009235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330197995447550834" /></a><br />So I got ants in my boots some how and now I have these infected bug bites on my feet. Here is a picture to keep you from eating for a few days.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-38279798933030373652009-04-17T02:03:00.000-07:002009-04-17T02:15:51.903-07:00Work<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SehIvTX0e-I/AAAAAAAAASM/TdZfV45sY60/s1600-h/04152009213.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SehIvTX0e-I/AAAAAAAAASM/TdZfV45sY60/s320/04152009213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325586536856845282" /></a><br />Working...Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-11091326341609032442009-04-02T23:51:00.000-07:002009-04-03T00:01:20.124-07:00Ham shack<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SdWz1e49IxI/AAAAAAAAARo/6DSnnjbxXB0/s1600-h/04022009205.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SdWz1e49IxI/AAAAAAAAARo/6DSnnjbxXB0/s320/04022009205.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320356266214499090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SdWzaXDSsuI/AAAAAAAAARg/uQ-dSDmpprI/s1600-h/04022009203.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SdWzaXDSsuI/AAAAAAAAARg/uQ-dSDmpprI/s320/04022009203.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320355800253903586" /></a><br /><br />Ive been needing a hobby. Ive been pretty board lately. I quit working out, I put on muscle to fast to get down to my 190 mark. So i really need to hit up the cardio and eat less calories. <br /><br />I ended up ordering a HF radio to try and listen to some international radio traffic. I didnt have an antenna so I had to make one. After tuning the antenna I started hearing a lot of morse code. I never learned morse code so I found a program that decodes it for you with pretty good accuracy. Turns out I was listening to people from russia, czech republic and some other places that i cant spell. Here are a few pics.<br /><br />The wire antenna is for 28MHz and runs North to South so I can hear European countries and the USA. The small ground plane antenna is for 144MHz so I can contact Iraqi repeaters. Too bad there is only one in Iraq and its down for maintenance.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-31614651361225729492009-02-07T06:48:00.000-08:002009-02-07T06:53:32.876-08:00A little convoy action.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SY2gPLdL85I/AAAAAAAAAPM/mCKJvGWS_8o/s1600-h/DSCF3008.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SY2gPLdL85I/AAAAAAAAAPM/mCKJvGWS_8o/s320/DSCF3008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300068519118631826" /></a><br />Just another day.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-73542398087536345772009-02-06T06:23:00.000-08:002009-02-06T06:24:56.000-08:00Cell phone ThingyMatt and his cell phone thingy.<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2R3F4jLDDpU&hl=de&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2R3F4jLDDpU&hl=de&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-68485376865445694392009-01-30T17:36:00.001-08:002009-01-30T17:36:57.763-08:00BlackhawkHere i am on the way to work.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ETKbVoe64o&hl=de&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ETKbVoe64o&hl=de&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-68301987595197996132009-01-22T10:51:00.000-08:002009-01-22T10:57:23.811-08:0018 hours of drinking<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SXjBWT6fyZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1VaCwcmdRqo/s1600-h/01222009137.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SXjBWT6fyZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1VaCwcmdRqo/s320/01222009137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294193951020927378" /></a><br /><br />Im sitting in the Dayton airport waiting for my flight to leave. I decided that im going to drink at least two beers an hour until I reach Iraq. so thats about 38 beers or something like that. Im too drunk to count right now. <br /><br />But there is this white trash bar tender that keeps trying to sell me 3 dollar shots. im to the point where I want to punch her in the ovary.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-51422808899629900872008-12-22T13:25:00.000-08:002008-12-22T13:30:39.116-08:00Why cant I sleep?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SVAG9NyFrHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zscl73wGXS8/s1600-h/Photo+55.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SVAG9NyFrHI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zscl73wGXS8/s320/Photo+55.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282730011647126642" /></a><br />Its 12:30 AM and something is keeping me awake. It took me a few minutes to figure out what it was. Something kept poking me in the face, getting in my mouth and crawling up my nose. It was the beard. I didnt even realize that it had gotten that long! If I pulled the hair on my chin straight up I could touch the tip of my nose with it! Alright, well I can do two things, sleep on my back, which I hate doing, or shave. Screw it, Im shaving. Here is the finished product.<br /><br />I also noticed that Ive lost a lot of weight. That beard made me look chubby. I need to weigh myself, Im probably pretty close to my fighting weight. Oh yea, my face looks kind of weird, I have beard tan lines.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-35203681026207450122008-12-19T11:38:00.000-08:002008-12-19T11:40:16.299-08:00Its true.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SUv4iIqb4MI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CbJJ_DrB2lg/s1600-h/badass.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/SUv4iIqb4MI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CbJJ_DrB2lg/s320/badass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281588253346750658" /></a><br /><br />Its true. Its just like a machine gun.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-14893787294928280612008-12-07T23:01:00.000-08:002008-12-07T23:03:17.747-08:00Seans wedding<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STzGp0c7uzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/hY1FFy9UsoA/s1600-h/l_090fa8cbafdd675c644f478898be927d.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STzGp0c7uzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/hY1FFy9UsoA/s320/l_090fa8cbafdd675c644f478898be927d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277311285128313650" /></a><br />This is a picture of Sean doing a keg stand right after he got married. I even held the tap for him...Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-62841941345335640972008-12-07T11:04:00.000-08:002008-12-07T11:18:30.978-08:00Beer and midgets....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STwhTWa4UpI/AAAAAAAAANw/p8HNNiHjztA/s1600-h/IMG00106.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STwhTWa4UpI/AAAAAAAAANw/p8HNNiHjztA/s320/IMG00106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277129479690932882" /></a><br /><br />me: why do i keep getting double messages from you. this shits jacked up<br /><br />chris.jones: Lol it is<br /><br />me: go to the frig<br />get a beer<br />and describe it to me<br /><br />chris.jones: lol get a beer?<br />hang on<br /><br />me: yea,<br />haha ok<br />Sent at 9:50 PM on Sunday<br /><br />chris.jones: It is light, crisp and refreshing<br /><br />me: ohh yea<br /><br />chris.jones: Just a hint of hops, and smooooth<br />check your gmail for related pic<br /><br />me: ah man that sounds good. ok<br /><br />chris.jones: And i'm wearing your shorts that you left over here<br />hahaha<br /><br />me: what!<br />hahaha thats jacked up man<br />hahahahhhhh<br /><br />chris.jones: haha they are amazing<br />except they dont have any pockets<br /><br />me: hahaha isnt that my swim suit?<br /><br />chris.jones: thats kinda bullshit<br /><br />me: yea dude i have an issue with pockets<br />long story but it involves a midget and beer<br /><br />chris.jones: an issue?<br /><br />me: lots and lots of beer, and something about Spina bifida<br /><br />chris.jones: wtf brad<br />lol<br /><br />me: hahah<br />how cold is the beer? is it like ice cold? or is it just right... is the can sweating?<br />is it in a coozie? what kind of beer is it? bud light?<br />answer me dammit. you are toying with my emotions here<br /><br />chris.jones: Its bud light<br />iceee cold<br />It was on the bottom of the fridge, no coozie, it'll be gone before it gets a chance to get cold<br />I really hope you arent getting too excited over this lol<br /><br />me: hahah wow. i cant belive u were even thinking about that<br />Sent at 10:00 PM on Sunday<br /><br />chris.jones: lol<br /><br />me: hahahahahBradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-21581914444148588002008-12-04T11:08:00.002-08:002008-12-04T11:30:28.787-08:00The small things<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STgvXZFdzAI/AAAAAAAAANo/CPrerpPszh8/s1600-h/DSCF3021.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STgvXZFdzAI/AAAAAAAAANo/CPrerpPszh8/s320/DSCF3021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276019042381843458" /></a><br /><br />It gets kind of hectic over here some times. Work is plentiful and it gets stressful some times. You never get enough sleep. And you just want to go on vacation for a little bit. We are limited in the places we can go so we have to make our own vacation. This is Dutch and I enjoying a Cuban Cohiba cigar. We sat around for a while talking about family, friends, old pets, and past girlfriends. Its nice to do this every once in a while. It makes this perpetual ground hog day go by just a little bit faster.Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-1029442922264719922008-11-30T23:18:00.000-08:002008-11-30T23:31:40.852-08:00I was a cute kid, I wonder what happened...My brother sent me these pictures. I had a drooling problem...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STORhykQoLI/AAAAAAAAANc/4ifcENaKKFg/s1600-h/Christmas+Characters+12-82.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STORhykQoLI/AAAAAAAAANc/4ifcENaKKFg/s320/Christmas+Characters+12-82.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274719598276550834" /></a><br />And here is my brother and sister at Christmas time. My dad made all the charlie brown props you see. Hes pretty talented.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STORA7I3SiI/AAAAAAAAANU/_Zt6Nq2mVVY/s1600-h/Brad+8-84.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STORA7I3SiI/AAAAAAAAANU/_Zt6Nq2mVVY/s320/Brad+8-84.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274719033641880098" /></a>Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293127314247099196.post-60661181100134552072008-11-30T10:01:00.000-08:002008-11-30T10:33:16.300-08:00How I got the flu.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STLbcH2-A5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/X419oFEzpVs/s1600-h/flu.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k9ZlzWPJ3zg/STLbcH2-A5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/X419oFEzpVs/s320/flu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274519389796696978" /></a><br /><br />I wish I had a better story to tell you. Like how I captured Osama Bin Laden, but I dont. This is how I got the Flu.<br /><br />"Tango 56, Bravo 21"<br />"Tango 56, go ahead Bravo 21"<br />B21: "Halt the convoy, a tire fell off the flat bed."<br />T56: "Rodger Bravo 21, we will pull security while you retrieve the tire."<br />B21: "Rodger."<br /><br />This is how my day started while I was going to another base to work on some equipment. Some one with the rank of Private didn't secure an extra tire to the flat bed truck. We sat in the middle of the road ready to start shooting at any cars that decided to get to close to us. 35 minutes later the tire was secured and we went on our way. <br /><br />This was a resupply mission that I was tagging along with, and let me tell you, resupply missions are not that fun. We drove to 5 different bases that day, and I only needed to really go to one of them. So my chances of getting blown up and or shot drastically increased. So to pass the time I put on the headset and started cracking jokes to the other passengers in my truck. You would not believe some of the crap they talk about. I mean its some of the most ridiculous stuff I have ever heard in my life. Everything from past missions to how to milk cows and the differences between cow milk and beer. And some other graphic stuff that I wont mention. <br /><br />After I spent 10 hours in this truck with a few other smelly people in it we were home. The convoy commander asked me if I would mind helping take out this big equipment box and move it indoors. <br /><br />"Well LT, since you were so kind to drive me around today for 9 more hours than I needed, NO!"<br />LT: "Come on, we only have 3 guys here and im just a small fragile little girl"<br />Me: "Its raining out there, I dont want to get sick, you joined the army you do it."<br />LT: "Please, its really heavy and I cant lift it."<br />ME: "Hey thats the beauty of equal rights, you can do anything I can."<br />LT: "Ok, how about next time we roll out I let you drive."<br />ME: "Hmmm, alright, but throw in a case of Gatorade too and you got a deal."<br />LT: "Deal."<br /><br />After I put all my computers inside so they wouldn't get soaked I walked back outside in the poring down rain and went back to where we were parked... And you guessed it, the trucks were gone. Now I don't know if this was some kind of sick joke or what. Maybe she was mad at me for making fun of her earlier in the day. I'm not really sure but I walked almost 1 KM to get back to my room. In the rain. And this wasn't normal rain. It was dirty sand and anthrax laced rain. It was literally raining mud from all the dust in the air.<br /><br />Fast forward through a bad nights sleep and here I am. Temperature and all. Thanks LT, thanks a lot.<br /><br />I still don't have my Gatorade...Bradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04258284898546108879noreply@blogger.com4