My Life Thus Far.

... is a bit anticlimactic.

I just got done watching the movie "W." The one about George W. Bush. I was prepared for a all out attack on the man, but it was a little more far that I imagined. You can't take everything you see in a movie for the truth, but it did play to both sides. It ended in an unexpected way. It actually paralleled his terms in office. I enjoyed the first half. The explanation of  Bush's past and relationship with father, and troubles that he faced were acted in a way that, if not factual, seemed believable. The administration did make mistakes and was very unpopular at the end, but the movie emphasized a key point that I admire about George W. He was not a politician. Had he been one, then he would have done better in the rating and probable would have done a impudent effort in the middle east. I'm a happy with the how, why, when and where the war has taken place? As an airman in the Air Force, I can say I'm not exactly thrilled. I can't help but to think about all the men and women that have paid for this war with their life. The war has cost untold billions of dollars but my thoughts always drift to the fact that before a decision to go to war is made, the cost in lives is estimated. Thats why I don't want to be the president.

I'm actually really encouraged in my workout. I ran a mile and a half in 11:30. That is my best time yet, not to mention that it is also within graduation req's. My push-ups are the only thing that I haven't gotten there yet. 25 Seems to be my wall. That is in a minute. I've gotten 35 in two minute, which is what I need to do before going to basic, but 45 is the number to do in a minute for graduation. I've grown complacent with set-ups. After fulfilling the 50 in a minute in only a few tries, I let that become a back burner issue. These are the lowest standards for graduation. Lately I've been entertaining the thought that I could bump up to the next level of graduation. I have no idea if there is any real incentive to do so, but It would be some great bragging rights.

I have tomorrow off. Man, do I need it. It really doesn't feel like a day off. It really took me by surprise. I usually have a plan for the day, but tomorrow is a little void. I may go to the gym, or take my guitar to the shop. I need to restring one. I also planned to do a little DIY work on a pedal. Me and the wife actually have this mid-week day off together. Neither of us knew till this afternoon when she called in to her work. Evidently the kindergarden is still ironing out their summer schedule.

Oh well, my woodchuck is about gone and its getting about that time.

Laters

The DEP Call

So for all those that don't know, I've enlisted into the Air Force Reserves. Although, right now I am in the Delayed Entry Program (or DEP). Basically I'm waiting to go to basic, but I get called out to the base on things called DEP Calls every month so I can sit in a room with others in DEP and listen to people talk about whatever. So Tuesday I go to one of these things. I was actually looking forward to it because it meant that I didn't have to go straight into work that day. The catch is that now I have to make up those hours. But anyway, I sat in a room with five other recruits and I found out something, I was the oldest one. Having just turned 24, I felt like grandpaw. The two other guys there were right out of high school. I listened to a guy explain that even if I "decided to eat a bullet", my life insurance would still pay. So that was great. Then there was the imposing, yet sensitive, black man that told us how he cried when he was in basic. I find out however that apposed to what I've recently learned, I will be able to get an ID and enjoy the benefits of actually being in the Air Force before I go to basic. Which reminds me, I need to talk to my recruiter.

Later guys

Mmm Lutherans...,

Happy Tuesday everyone! Tuesday are great days because they are my off days. I know that most of the free world gets Saturday and Sunday for their weekends, but I work in retail. I am fortunate enough to work in a store that is closed on Sunday, but we are open every Saturday and that means I work, for the most part, every Saturday.

If you were thinking to yourself as you read this blog, "I wish I could know more about His morning routine.", then today you are in luck. This morning was like many other mornings. Jennifer woke up about 6 this morning. I laid in bed motionless. About a quarter till 7 Jen comes in the room telling me to wake up. I told her that I had no intention of getting up. Although I didn't say so eloquently as that. It probably sounded more like a long grunt. She persisted that I get out of bed. I told her that there was no reason to since I was off. She then proceed to whine and moan for a minute. (she doesn't enjoy the fact that I get a day off while she has to go to work. She gets off at 1:15 by the way, just saying...) So after this I explain that its the same difference when I go to work on Saturday. She didn't seem to think so. She leave the room and I continue laying in bed. She's back a minute later asking me about her outfit which was cute and I told her so. She then climbs into bed to pest me some more when I notice she's crunching something. I ask her, "what are you eating" and She replies, "oh some Lutherans." (first of all, let me just say, poor lutherans, I mean... what group of Christians are more looked over in America then the Lutherans. It took me 13 years to actually see a lutheran church.) So I give Jen a hard time about saying that she is eating people when she is actually eating a Ludden's cough drop.