LOL, bro don't take me too seriously. I'm just a bored kid who trolls around ET pushing buttons. I'm just getting a rise outa ya is all. But as far as Pabst and I speaking about ya, it usually goes a little something like this -- "hey Kurt whats up wit your boy bro, he seems like a real dildo"? "Nah Joey he's really a good kid if you got to know him" "alright then I'll take you word for it buddy". And that is about as far as our convos have ever gotten about you.
Funny! But it won't do the trick. Besides I think since I need to awaken at 4 am, I may be better off staying up at this point. Don't beat yourself up for not enlisting in the armed forces. Pat Tillman was not the only guy who suddenly felt a surge of patriotism after 9/11. You know my son is in the service. I know it is 100% 'cause 9/11 happened when he was a junior in high school. So he signed up more than a year before he even graduated (a requirement, even for infantry). If 9/11 never happened, there is little doubt in my mind he would be majoring in beer at Gainesville like his brother instead of doing what he's doing. You were technically young enough to join Mav, but basic training/boot camp is not designed for anyone over 23. (I know that first hand). 24 is "over the hill" for normal humans. Pat Tillman was a professional athlete. He could have done it at 40. One in a thousand. Around 20% of recruits don't make it today (all volunteers). Actively being involved in politics, as you are (despite the fact that your views are twisted) serves your country too. So take comfort in that if you need it (which you shouldn't). It doesn't take a uniform or a gun (or knowing how to march, and march, and march) to be a patriot. The only way to be UNpatriotic is to be apathetic. So consider yourself well covered. Peace, RS
Could you do me a f*cking favor please. Will you start faxing over those notes to me between you and Joe. I need to get to the bottom of this. You must not be telling him what I told you to tell him about me and it's causing a lot of problems.
Hey shushhhh....My dago fiance reads your post's J.C. She'll have me whacked by the boys if she finds out I'm talkin' trash 'bout your family.
It was a different world pre 9/11. It seemed safe and there was no urgency to join. I was actually ready to join the Air force and be a pilot but I freaking failed the depth perception test on the day of my physical can you believe that. Then a year later I decided I was going to join the Army. I was going to go to Army intelligence school. I scored in the top 1% of the army intelligence test that they give to you to get a slot. It was the hardest test I ever took in my life. If you know anyone that has taken it ask them about it. Anyway, I passed the test, I was so excited, I was going to spend a year in intelligence then move into psy ops short for psychological operations. I was going to spend 6 months in South America in Columbia and travel around the world doing some really cool stuff. But the day I went down to take the physical all the seats were filled for intelligence school so I had to go home. There wouldn't be any more seats available for 6 months. And during that 6 months I lost interest, actually starting giving a damn about money and started getting interested in the stock market. Sheesh. Well, it feels pretty stupid post 9/11 now. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I didn't understand the value or the purpose of joining the service back then. It took 9/11 to give me that understanding. It's a shame that it took an event like that to realize the value of defending one's country and bearing the proud uniform that our servicemen wear. I don't know RS, I'm in really good shape, I think I could handle basic training. God knows I train for it in the gym. Oh well, I admire and respect all our servicemen and women that chose to enter the service. For the amount of money they make, they passed on the nice cars, nice clothes, fancy cell phones for 3 squares a day, a set of fatigues and chance to make a difference in this world. If only they knew how rich they really are. OK, I know this story is making you sleepy. sleep tight!
Yeah, it did get me a little drowsy Before I nod out, let me bring you up to date though. It is 2004. They all get cell phones the day they finish basic/boot camp. Some even have asshole parents that pay for the things. And then when they (the parents....especially fathers) call their sons (probably this does NOT apply to daughters), the number calling shows, so they don't answer the phones I will be in Chicago tomorrow. Wish I had time to track you all down. (I will track down one of the ET favorites.....we have a plan to get up to some no good together). Saturday on to Asia. I expect you to behave yourself while I am gone Mav. When I get back, I will review all your posts. I fully expect you to come around by then (mid May) and be on a soapbox in front of the Picasso sculpture on Daley Plaza shouting "Hell No, We Won't Go!" into your megaphone. Hair down to here. Abby Hoffman reincarnated. LOL. Peace, RS
Give me a break. Basic training is a joke for anyone who is even marginally fit and active. For a stud like Mav, it would be a breeze. The biggest physical issue is blisters.