4/8/08

Pictures

For many reasons I cannot write much about what we do at work, much less post pictures. So instead I will say a bit about when I am not at work.

Technically it is true we do not have Days off here. In fact we dont even refer to them as such they are called Maintenance days, and they do not come regualarly like weekends. They are intended to allow one to get all those essential things done that have been put aside for lesser task, such as sleep. We work thirteen hour days, and sometimes laundry piles up. That does not however keep us from relaxing, that in itself is maitanace.

It is hard to sleep late, first because there is a bustle in the tent from all those who are going to work. Second your body is hardwired to get up, and third because there is only a small window that the lights will be on so you have to capitalize on it, to do things like clean the rifle, iron, and look for the stuff you lost during the night. AKA my alarm Clock, flashlight, magazine, ect.







After Shaving and such (that is across the way). I'll gather my laundry and take it to the KBR Facility. (subsidiary of Haliburten). After dropping it off I go to the "Town" Shown here. We have a Pizza Hut, Subway, and Burger king, as well as an AFEES and other "Hadji Shops. Also there is a great coffee shop called Green Beans that makes Starbucks look horrible.






Haji shops are shops set up by locals on base to sell various nick-knacks. The most popular buys here are Cuban cigars and Movies. Also lots of stuff made of Jade from Pakistan.



The most popular (and most crowded) place is the Computer center which is where I am now.



I have also ran out of time loading these pictures so......

4/4/08

Am I really takeing this fly personally?

So your sitting on your porch, in your living room trying to relax or do paperwork, but the flies will not leave you alone. Seriously they are starting to drive you mad. Finally you get up and tear the place apart until you find a Fly swatter. You return to your former position at the ready.

But no fly comes. Do they know what awaits the next pest? Surely they cannot think logically? They they must be taunting me.
What is interesting to me is the unnoticed change in my goals. I am furious that none of the impious little pest will come. Ten minutes earlier I would be happy if thy would leave me alone. If there was something I could have held in my hand that would deter them I would have been happy. But now I am angry and they must be terminated.