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First, the Good News...

...I'm moving -- again.

Stately Tuttle Hootch is a tin roof barracks-type deal located a twenty-five minute walk from the flight line, a five-minute walk from the Hall of Chow, a five-minute walk from the PX/BX and a ten-minute walk from the laundry (no, I don't step into the shower fully-clothed and wash the quotidian raiment. Not since February, any way). The new digs are just like my Conex container in Boz, except it has a sink with (sometimes) running water. The engineers are "working on it."

*No* roommates blistering the paint off the walls! Electric light until 0400! Space for the laptop *and* cartooning stuff! A locker to hang clothes in! A dedicated outlet for the coffeepot!

And it's only a *fifteen*-minute walk from the flight line. Still a five-minute walk from the Hall of Chow, a five-minute walk from the PX/BX and a ten-minute walk from the laundry.

The Bad News is that the Innertube connection is farked. The window is EMI-protected -- I guess that's so if the Iranians nuke us, my laptop's circuitry won't fry a nanosecond before the fireball melts it and the blastwave sends the remnants toward Mosul.

The Good News is that I won't be located 100 meters downwind from the sewer plant.

The Bad News is that I'll be located 100 meters downwind from the burn pit.

The Other Bad News is that I have to scrounge a pick-'em-up truck or a donkey cart to move my gear, including the two hunnert-pound TuffBoxes I've been living out of for almost ten months.

The Other Other Bad News is, the new hootch is planted right next to the golf course...

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Man.
Talk about taking the good with the bad, eh?
 
Can't sit still can you?  You're the kind of guy who wins the mansion but it ends up being at a nuclear waste dump, right?

What is Conex container?

 
living large and loving it!
 
I can hear the 'Jefferson's' theme music playing right now.

Those CONEXs can be little mansions if you get the right one.  You can find companies online that will ship some 'pimped out' ones to you at little cost.  About 20K, which is worth it for the company if you're out there for a while.  

Just beware of that burn pit.  Nothing more toxic than that.  We slept next to the hospital incinerator in the IZ, which was really bad because not only was it toxic, it was probably people.  (Soilent Green?!)

How are those Cesna's holding up?  Did you guys ever get the Diesel engine upgrades?
 
Argent - CONEX is short for CONtainer EXchange.  Essentially, those metal boxes that transship from truck to train to ship, etc.  There are large ones and small ones.  The term comes from the early days, when you would exchange the containers - i.e., drop one off, and pick on up.

Al Qaeda and smugglers use them to move people around clandestinely, even, though the AQ types are rather more comfortable than the ones the coyotes use.
 
CONEXes are Anxiety Closets into which a platoon dumps all the junk, unauthorized stuff, items they were supposed to have turned in, gunfire simulators, subcaliber gunnery training devices, Multiple Integrated Laser Engagement System gear, spaghetti cords, tow bars, hoarded repair parts, trading material, and tools foraged out of another company's sponson boxes.  Locked with a big old silver padlock, the key for which the Platoon Sergeant wears on his dog tag chain, except at oh-dark-thirty when you really need it.  Then somebody who isn't there has it.
 
Oh I see.  I know them as shipping containers.
 
As your Uguric neighbors from the North would say: Unkabill has a new Saray!
 
ConEx container = MacGyver's closet
 
Those CONEXs can be little mansions if you get the right one.

I no longer have a roommate who lives on kimchi, peppers and Tabasco, ergo, I got the right one.

ConEx container = MacGyver's closet

Hey! That's my 8'x12'x8' slice of heaven you're talking about!

*still waiting for the pick-'em-up that was supposed to be here three hours ago*

 
Hey, El Capitan! I'll tell you about the Cessnas after a bit -- as soon as they get 'em flyable again.

Li'l problem with the manufacturer (Thielert) sending parts that don't fit...