Comments for The Morning After

The Morning After

2007-08-26T16:22:59Z

*echoing footsteps*

Must've been some party -- although I notice nobody cranked up the 'ritamatic.

Cassie asked me what I did to celebrate having survived this long (something that never ceases to amaze John -- and anybody else who knows me), but yesterday's power

*thwoomp! -- pappffft!*

hiccups kept me from sticking anything new in Fototime. Until a couple of minutes ago.

Sooo, what sort of excitement marked the preceding day's prestegious Pak event?

I donned the new body armor and -- ummmmmm -- I got a haircut. Okay, technically, I got 'em *all* cut.

At least the body armor John got me fits, even though I'm not wild about the color. Matches my hair, though...

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-27

2007-08-27T18:03:47Z

*setting up the tend center*

Comment from WereKitten on 2007-08-27

2007-08-27T16:02:20Z

I need a 2nd-morning-after Bloody Mary. Anyone else up for one? I say... BAHHHH-TENDAH! Maggie and I need our daily tending-to!

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-27

2007-08-27T13:17:17Z

Geez, there's all kinds of activity going on back there. Might be the same around here if the temp dropped below 120F and everybody had to keep moving so they wouldn't freeze to death...

Comment from BloodSpite on 2007-08-27

2007-08-27T13:05:45Z

This contract staff member spent the weekend researching a vehicle and working. I'm doing so many hours I'm lucky I know what day it is

Comment from Barb on 2007-08-26

2007-08-27T04:57:45Z

This staffer spent the day helping the hubster manhandle (womanhandle?) 45 pound wall pieces into location. Plus shoveling and such for prep-work. Hands hurt, knees hurt, back hurts. *oof* Now I need a winch to stand up straight. Time for sleep. Nice haircut, Bill :-)

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-26

2007-08-27T04:31:06Z

One Cosmo with green M&M garnish on the way....

Comment from Maggie on 2007-08-26

2007-08-27T04:28:09Z

I know all about the staff.........that's why I'm not worried about leaving wet footprints. Is my drink ready?

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-26

2007-08-27T02:34:04Z

Leave it at serfs. Say "staff" too loudly and Maggie'll be out here so fast the drapes'll take a permanent horizontal set...

Comment from John of Argghhh! on 2007-08-26

2007-08-27T02:07:35Z

8^) Best part is - I won't get any of the work from this prop, should we win it - the retired Generals and Colonels will. T'was ever thus. I'd rather do wargaming and sim, anyway, since I haven't figured out a way to turn the Castle into a truly paying proposition... Which is a good thing - or else the ~~serfs~~, er, *staff* would demand payment, too!

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-26

2007-08-27T01:31:53Z

You spent the entire weekend writing a proposal to redesign a firken *coin*?!? WTF, over? You score a bunch of jinglies and turn them into a Nuestra Señora de Atocha diorama and you're the Army's *coin* expert? Kee-ripe, they've got a *building* full of four-eyed heraldry gurus and they pay *you* to-- Oh. COIN. Never mind...

Comment from John of Argghhh! on 2007-08-26

2007-08-27T00:22:05Z

Geez, spend the weekend writing a proposal to redesign COIN for the Army and what do I come back to? Wet footprints all over the place! I've met AW1 Tim, BTW - with the shape of his head, you could use him as a substitute standard AP round...

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-26

2007-08-26T23:08:40Z

Aside from the heat, humidity, bugs, gekkos, insomniac birds, hot 'n' cold running power failures and vehicle operators who think the horn is a primary control device, you'd probably think this place was just as cozy as the Jungle Room. Ummmm -- just as *dark* as the Jungle Room, anyway... *thwooom -- papppffft!*

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-26

2007-08-26T23:00:54Z

Yeah, it's 3:55 tomorrow morning, here. When you work nights, you nap during the day. Unless you're kept awake by the noises emanating from the Jungle Room...

Comment from Maggie on 2007-08-26

2007-08-26T22:51:26Z

My Darling Chief, We were discussing my comfort, weren't we? Why do you think it is that I meet you in the Jungle Room and not there where you are? BTW, isn't it some god-awful hour where you are? Why aren't you sleeping?

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-26

2007-08-26T22:49:04Z

Soooo, the Jungle Room sounds like just the place to cool off. So to speak...

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-26

2007-08-26T22:38:25Z

...it's hot as Hades here in Boston! 82F is hot as Hades? It doesn't get down below 95 around here, even at night... [*not* gonna touch the blowing the google-thingy line...nosirree...nope, nope, nope...]

Comment from Maggie on 2007-08-26

2007-08-26T22:18:22Z

*The door to the Jungle Room bangs open* Of course it was some party! All the parties WK & I attend are some party! How else do you think we blow your Google thingie? *The Empresa de la Moata pads across the room to the bar in a black bathing suit & flimsy cover-up. Leaving a trail of wet footprints in her wake* That was a very refreshing swim, it's hot as Hades here in Boston! Nice pic Chief. Now that you are all spiffed up, baby.......ready to go again?

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-26

2007-08-26T19:27:44Z

jim b -- the barber is a buddy of the sepoy who guards our office when we're not there. He took the picture. And standing behind *him* were three ISI guys who dropped in for coffee and cookies. They carry MP5s and don't like messes unless they make them...

Comment from jim b on 2007-08-26

2007-08-26T18:45:54Z

Hey Chief I think I saw that guy cutting your hair on a Jihad Joe Website. His specialty is "blades". Looks like life is agreeing with you in the new Lafayette Escadrille.

Comment from BillT on 2007-08-26

2007-08-26T17:50:15Z

Hmmmm. My first grey hairs coincided with the first time I got shot down. I'll let the psychologists ponder the ramifications of that. Raising kids right ain't for sissies...

Comment from AW1 Tim on 2007-08-26

2007-08-26T17:17:34Z

Chief, At least you HAVE hair :) FWIW, my goatee matches you hair color these days, maybe even a tad lighter. Funny that. All the things I did when I was young and immortal, and not a single grey hair. Plenty of scars, etc, but no grey. However, within 6 months of the arrival of the first child, there it all came. Making up for lost time with the vigorousness of it's arrival it seemed. Ah well. As a trade off, the kids at the local McDonalds give me the senior discount without asking to see my ID. As I have many years to go, yet, I'm not quibbling :) Respects,