10 September 2007 2217 EDT
10 September 2007 2217 EDT
I'm sitting here in the airport trying to think back on everything that happened this week while I was on leave. I had a great time and I don't want to forget these last few moments before heading overseas for the year.

It started with the ride to the airport in New Orleans last week. I didn't sleep Tuesday night. Instead, I stayed in the office doing work until nearly midnight. I mean, the bus picked us up at 0145h and got us to the airport some time around 0400h for the 0600h flight. I could have done a few things differently if I'd known better, but oh well. Anyway, with the direct flight, I was landing in DCA by 0930h, and the gf met me there at the baggage pick-up. It wasn't quite one of those movie reunions with the two star-crossed lovers running across the airport to leap into each others' arms, but it was still pretty nice. From there, we took a quick break to nap before linking up with Thuy for lunch at the OG back in Fair Lakes. The plan was to stop back by my place to change clothes, but it didn't happen exactly as planned because the roommates lock the door now!!! I know. Crazy. Having not locked the door in the last year or so, I hadn't bothered keeping a copy of the key with me. So I just went to lunch dressed as I was, and followed with a trip to Target afterward to pick up some clothes for the afternoon.

After that, it was off to the parents' for the fantasy draft. Ben and Lenny jumped on board at the last minute...which was good for the numbers, but bad for the draft. You see, with only one of them signed up when Yahoo! was about to select the draft order, it gave some sort of error because of the odd number of participants. The end result was a number of phone calls to New Jersey, Blacksburg, San Diego, etc, in order to get everyone on to AIM in order to do the draft that way. Ian did his part in randomly assigning the draft order, and Matt created a Google Spreadsheet to help keep track of the selections as they occurred. Anyway, it took about four hours in total, but it was worth it.

The next day started off a little slower...sleeping in until 0900 or so. I think breakfast was a bowl of cereal, and we tried this new Korean/Japanese place in Centreville for sushi before linking up with Thuy again - this time at the Centreville Multiplex to watch Superbad. It was a pretty funny movie, in a vulgar, nerdy kind of way - kind of a mix between Napoleon Dynamite and Clerks. It was kinda cool going to such an early show, though, because we had the whole theater to ourselves. We circled back to my place to watch the Protector back at my place, but I kinda fell asleep halfway through. I think Thuy and the gf enjoyed it though. There wasn't enough story in between the martial arts parts for me. After that, Thuy went back home for a little bit and we met back up at Glory Days to grab some cheese fries and hot wings while watching the Colts and Saints on the big screen.

Friday lunch was at the Malibu Grill in Fair Lakes with Thuy and Jane. Yenny was supposed to show up too, but she ended up running a little late because of traffic. We tried to pace ourselves throughout the meal to see if we could wait for her, but we were pretty stuffed after an hour or two. We did link up with Yenny eventually, and we spent the time loitering around Best Buy shopping for odds and ends. Oh yeah. I forgot to mention that my computer from Dell arrived the night before. So part of the trip to Best Buy was to pick up a mouse...which I got, along with a couple of movies to watch over the next few days. Friday night ended up being date night with the gf, and we grabbed dinner at Sweetwater before watching the new Halloween next door. I used my military discount on the tickets too. Bonus! But yeah, being Friday night, the theater was a little more packed, but scary movies are always better with a crowd of people screaming around you...not that the movie was all that scary - more gory than anything else. I jumped a few times though.

Saturday afternoon was the usual lunch at the parents' with all the usual suspects except for Lenny. I kinda got the heads up he wasn't going to show, though, since we took a walk by his place earlier in the morning. We'd made plans with him for some Chinese take-out and mahjong for the evening though. Actually, now that I think about it, Jane and Ian had to miss out on lunch too because of his brother's wedding. So it was kinda light on the attendance that afternoon. We still left relatively early and then circled back around for nap before heading over to Lenny and Steph's. There was the requisite order of GTC, and then we spent the evening just chatting and playing with the baby before changing plans and swapping out mahjong with Medea's Family Reunion. Still good times, as always.

Sunday was when things started to get a little sad. It's like you know that time is winding down, but you don't want to acknowledge it. I mean, you have about 24 hours left, so why bring yourself down with sad thoughts, right? We did lunch again at the parents - this time with everyone in attendance. We caught most of the skins game there, too, with grandma flipping back to WWE on Telemundo during commercial breaks. We went from there to take another quick nap at home before meeting up with the sibs+ back at...o'Toole's was the original plan, at least. But that place wasn't open any more, so we switched venues to Bungalow's down the street for some pool and golden tee during the last few games of the night. Thuy joined us, too, after a little nap.

Which leads us to today...it actually started with a 0900h appointment with the A/C maintenance guy because the system had sprung a little leak which had put my laundry room under about a half inch of water for the last who knows how long. So he fixed that up in about an hours time while I was between packing up my things for the trip back and checking fantasy stats on the new computer. For lunch, we ordered in some chicken and spinach pizza and watched Children of Men, one of the movies I'd bought at Best Buy a few days previous. The gf got a head start since she'd already seen the movie once before, but we followed up the movie with the requisite nap, seemingly the activity of choice over the last week. Then we threw everything in the car, and took one last trip to the parents' to say goodbye. I brought along my old laptop and external DVD-RW drive to give to my dad. I know both of those were gifts from family (thanks, all), but I figured they'd be put to better use in his hands while I'm away. Anyway, it was the first time the parents and grandma met Aurora (gf's dog). That was interesting. But we left there after a short stop and took a quick break at the gf's place, dropping off the dog before heading off to the airport.

The airport...so many feelings come to mind whenever I think of airports. I haven't taken all too many trips, but it's probably somewhere in the twenties. The first one was back when I was in junior high, heading out to San Fran with the fam. The one trip that stands out the most, however, was the trip to and from Paris from Afghanistan/Kuwait. It was the first time I'd truly flown somewhere just for pleasure. I mean, I enjoyed my other flights, but that was the first time I remember ever picking out where I wanted to go just to visit, not for some other reason like a wedding or a convention or anything like that. This one was similar to that. It had all of the same components. I was finally leaving a military environment where nearly every minute of my day was regimented, and going back to the civilian world where I could do whatever I wanted. There was no schedule I had to follow, no set time for each meal, no jambalaya MREs, no rules against naps. It always amazes me how things are so different and yet the same. This isn't the first time I've gone from a schedule where I've worked for two months without a day off, and transitioned right back to being a normal civilian. Heck, the last time, it was nine months. But yeah, we were talking about airports. The one difference between this trip and all of the previous airport trips I've had was that I had the gf there to meet me and pick me up, and I had her there to drop me off and kiss me goodbye and miss me. As much as I hate to go through all of that, I actually liked that feeling. I mean, it'd be nice if the gaps between seeing each other weren't so long, but it's almost worth it for the build-up for when we see each other again.

I'm not in the airport any more. I'm probably flying somewhere over Tennessee as I type this. Don't worry. That light thingy turned off and they said that I could operate electronic devices. There were a bunch of delays tonight due to weather tonight, and we've even had to follow a different flight path. The turbulence has been fun though. It's kinda like watching a horror movie. It's kinda thrilling while it lasts, but you know that everything is 10 September 2007 2217 EDTgoing to be okay when the whole thing is over...for the most part. I can't help but think that the next time I step on a plane, it'll be to head overseas again. I thought this flight was long - two hours in the air, and one hour on the runway waiting for the change. I peeked at the itineraries for the other units who have already gone over before us. I think the last guys had 27 hours in the air or something crazy like that. I'm sure there were a handful of stops here and there, but still. I'm lucky in that I can fall asleep in any position, under any noise, light, or space conditions. For anyone else, good luck...speaking of which, I have three hours left of leave. I think I'm going to squeeze in one last nap. MTF...much more.

04 September 2007 2319 EDT
04 September 2007 2319 EDT
Why am I still working? I am getting on the bus for the airport in about three and a half hours, and I still haven't packed or showered. I started texting the gf just a little bit ago, and she thinks I'm gonna keep it up during my leave period too. I promised her I wouldn't and I'm being genuine here. I'm really going to leave it all here and take six days to myself, as hard as it may be for some to believe.

Seriously, though, I've got a few things to wrap up and I'm thinking about getting at least an hour or two of sleep before heading out to the airport. Wish me luck.

03 September 2007 2228 EDT
03 September 2007 2228 EDT
So prior to everyone going into theater, you have a bunch of people who usually go ahead of time called the advanced party or the ADVON. We did that with a bunch of people before we came down to Mississippi, and we'll do the same before heading into theater. It just makes sense to have everything set up so that it'll run smoothly when the rest of your unit shows up. Anyway, since those people have to go ahead of time, they end up taking leave ahead of time too. That's the tough part because you usually send some of your key players forward in order to lock things down, but that means you lose them on the back end.

For us, that amounted to a couple of key staff officers. So when we had our meeting yesterday, surprisingly enough, I was the senior guy on the ground. And as much as I hated to do it, we ended up taking some time in the morning to do a pre-meeting synch in order to make sure we were all on the same page with all of the stuff going on. We kept it short, and I think it went well - it helped me out, at least, and I think I gave a little bit of direction to the LTs involved.

The funny part came when the meeting started in the evening though. You see, the XO usually stands by near the entrance and speaks the phrase, "the Battalion Commander," in a nice, strong voice as he enters the meeting. It's then that the rest of the staff and commanders rise out of respect. So with the XO missing, one of the LTs nudged me to fill in. I know he was half-joking, but what the heck, right? So for the minute or so before the meeting, I'm just hanging out by the BC's office door; and when he walked out, I announced, "the Battalion Commander." *grin* It's the little things, you know? I think you'd be proud.

02 September 2007 2226 EDT
02 September 2007 2226 EDT
Endex, Endex, Endex...I don't think I've ever heard anything as beautiful as those three words. Short for "end exercise," it is the phrase that will jump from one end of the range to the other in less than two seconds, especially at the end of a six-day training event with limited shower and laundry capabilities. Granted, I was sitting a few miles away in the comfort and safety of my air-conditioned office for this last one, but it was still music to my ears.

Today, I was able to let my guys sleep in a little and not come in to the office until 0900h. When I think about that, I guess it isn't that much of a concession, but it was a hard decision for me to make for some reason. Me, I slept in until about 0630h and threw my laundry in the wash before personal hygiene and breakfast chow. I don't know...I don't think I'm a workaholic, but even the night CQs are starting to give me hourly reminders to tell me that it's time to go to bed...speaking of which. I'll have more tomorrow.

Oh! Happy birthday, sis!

01 September 2007 0014 EDT
01 September 2007 0014 EDT
So I was supposed to have gone to bed early today. I was out of the office a little after 2100h and I was on the phone with the gf when I got a call on my other phone with some stuff for work. It's definitely one of those lose-lose situations. I don't know...maybe one day, I'll figure it out; but how do you convince someone they mean more to you than your job when you always give priority to the job? I'm not exactly sure why it is that I'm wired this way, but it probably has something to do with the parents.

The countdown has started, though. It is now September, and leave (along with the fantasy football draft) is just a handful of days away. Is it going to be possible for me to keep my phone off for the whole six days? Yeah, that's the big question. We'll see. BTW, whose got wireless so that we can do the online draft in a live-draft kind of format? I volunteer Lenny's house if there aren't any other suggestions. And the second question is whose house are we watching the games at on Thursday, Sunday, and Monday nights? Just half-kidding. Definitely gonna be spending a lot of time with the gf, but I wanted to plan a few days to get some good QT with the fam and friends. Discuss...

31 August 2007 0016 EDT
31 August 2007 0016 EDT
Another long night tonight as I'm searching through regs and doing paperwork for things I've never done paperwork for before. This is kinda fun...like exploring, but instead of scaling mountains, crossing oceans, or flying through space, I'm reading Army regulations and...doing paperwork. Hmm...maybe it's not a lot like exploring at all. Oh well. I'm having fun, even though I'm barely keeping my eyes open.

On the bright side, I have a nice little 3-mile run to look forward to in the morning. We've been fortunate enough to get some consistency in PT this last week, doing some push-up ladders yesterday and some sit-up ladders today. I'm pretty much sore all over right now except for my legs. I'm hoping tomorrow will take care of that.

Last thing. General Honore is on the ground now. He was just on CNN a few days ago talking about Katrina and we were supposed to brief him about our unit today, but he cancelled. That was kinda sad because I was hoping that I would get him to autograph one of my spreadsheets...you know, one of my really good ones. Anyway, he ended up cancelling on us because he figured that we'd had to brief enough generals already - I've lost count at this point, but it's been a lot. So even though I was a little disappointed, I did gain back another hour or two of my life...which I subsequently spent digging through regs. Oh well. MTF

29 August 2007 2158 EDT
29 August 2007 2158 EDT
I just spent 45 minutes on the phone...and strangely enough, it was not with the gf, but the LT. You see, over the last few days, he's been out at the FOB with one of my NCOs running the S1 part of the ARTEP exercise. It's been four days now and they've been doing a pretty good job. We've been e-mailing back and forth and I spent a day and an evening out there so far, but I felt like I needed to do a little more mentoring tonight. After my meeting tomorrow, I'll probably head out there to do a little more; but for the time being, phone calls and e-mail will have to do. There's just so much to take care of, it's been nice to divide and conquer like we've been doing.

As September and Labor day weekend inch closer, so does block leave. It's getting to the point where everyone is starting to smile just a little more because they know that our experience with Camp Shelby is coming to a close. There's a bit of a downside to that too. People become a little less focused, a little more complacent, and they start to let little things slide...whether it's a minor suspense or something more significant. I don't know. I guess it's good to take a break every now and then. It's tough working 14-20 hour days for two months straight. I have to admit - even I'm starting to count the days now.

Anyway, tomorrow promises to be an exciting day, so I'm going to rest up. MTF

29 August 2007 0021 EDT
29 August 2007 0021 EDT
I was thinking about this during my meeting the other day - how certain phrases have started to slip into the vernacular. I think a lot of these phrases came from the XO, like "it is what it is" and "what it is, is..." But the one that really stuck out in my mind is the the phrase "one-sies, two-sies." You see, whether you're talking about training or personnel or equipment, there are usually exceptions here and there. Maybe one here, another one there, etc. But I don't know. Something about the phrase "one-sies, two-sies" just doesn't seem very military. Strangely enough, though, I've heard it during at least three different meetings over the last two weeks.

Other than that, today was another productive day, and I'm looking forward to another half-dozen like this until I go on leave next week. I did make a little impulse purchase tonight, too...finally ordered my new laptop from Dell. With some luck, it'll show up on my front step the same day I get home. That's all I've got.

27 August 2007 2105 EDT
27 August 2007 2105 EDT
When I think about how panicked I was about a week or two ago at this time, I wonder if I may have just been a little stressed. I'm not exactly sure what it was, but it seemed like the end of the world, and I didn't feel like we'd have enough time to get everything taken care of that we needed to. But after having had the last couple of days to work through some things, it's really settled down and I feel like I'm at least somewhat in control again.

I've got the team split up a little now, with one of my sergeants with the LT out in the field doing our final exercise while the rest of the shop is in the cantonment area working more of the real-world issues. It's been a good balance so far, and we've been making enough progress on things to keep me hopeful. I had a nice little chat with the S4 after dinner today. It was raining when we walked out of the DFAC, and we just pulled off to the side a little to kind of give each other some feedback on how the other's been doing...positives, negatives, concerns, etc. We did a little bit of gossiping and stuff too, but it was a good professional conversation. I think we both felt a little better about things afterwards, especially considering the number of FRAGOs that came up over the last few weeks.

Tomorrow, the plan is the same, divide and conquer. No worries. Oh yeah, today is the one year anniversary for me and the gf, too. Go us.

27 August 2007 0110 EDT
27 August 2007 0110 EDT
It's strange the things you remember to write about sometimes and the things you forget. Like right now, I'm trying to remember the really funny thing from today that I meant to write about, but I can't. It was actually a relatively quiet day today. There were some moments of excitement, but things were relatively slow today and we got a chance to catch up on some old business. I got my 30th jambalaya MRE today, too, and I already have two more lined up for the next couple of days. I just wasted the last two hours working on something one of the LTs passed along though. And it's bedtime now, so I'll have to write more tomorrow.
25 August 2007 2237 EDT
25 August 2007 2237 EDT
Morale seems like it's been relatively high the last few days...I guess that's partly because of the fact that we've been out of the field...and along with that, out of the heat and out of the body armor. I think the fact that leave is creeping closer and closer doesn't hurt either. As far as training goes, we only have a one-week exercise separating us from the freedom bird.

Yesterday was SRC, when we went through our final checks to clear of for deployment. They had us take some more medical surveys, do some more paperwork, get some anthrax shots (#3 for me, and it burned real good) before stamping all of our paperwork and telling us we're good to go. That was yesterday. Today was just spent prepping slides and briefs for some visiting generals and getting things ready for our exercise. I still need to do a little bit of packing though, so I'll sign off. MTF

24 August 2007 2319 EDT
24 August 2007 2319 EDT
Friday night and all is well. We have one day to catch up tomorrow and then it's seven straight days of 24-hour operations. For my guys, they are looking forward to the 12-hour shifts, though, and thinking about how much easier it'll be compared to our normal days.

Today, we had a conference call with our State HQ in order to deal with our pay issues. It was really interesting. Our BN Commander lined up the call, and I sent out some read-aheads last night with a document I drafted, along with a really long spreadsheet. Today, though, some interesting people ended up on the call, and it made me a little nervous. I did the roll call of who I thought was attending from our BN and then I asked who was on from State. Two full-bird colonels answered, along with a lieutenant colonel and I took a deep breath before jumping in and taking charge. It was a little awkward for me to lead off the call and directing traffic with such high-level officers on the line. But they let me take lead and I think we got a lot of things worked out procedure-wise. With some luck and some hard work, we'll have every single pay issue worked out before we head overseas. That's the goal, at least. I know that's a little optimistic, but why not aim high, right?

Anyway, I didn't update last night because it was basically a choice between that and calling the gf. If I had done that two nights in a row, I don't know how that would have turned out for me. But yeah...clock's ticking, so I'll have more to follow tomorrow. Until then...

22 August 2007 2327 EDT
22 August 2007 2327 EDT
I had a really good sitdown today...with the S4, with the XO, and with my NCOIC. Unfortunately, all of that came at the expense of the gf, who is now asleep. So instead of going to bed, I circled back to the office to give a quick update.

This morning was kinda rough. I think it may have been the long night yesterday that did it to me. But I just started off on the wrong foot. We were doing an exercise designed to simulate some of the things we might encounter while we're overseas. So being an admin guy, I was presented with situations like a soldier getting pregnant, a soldier catching some disease, a court-martial involving a soldier threatening to shoot someone else, and a sexual harassment case...all of that within the first two or three hours. I don't know what it was, but I was about to let off some steam and I started getting snippy with the fictional characters I was dealing with. Good thing the S4 was looking over my e-mails though...he corrected a confrontational e-mail I was about to send, created some goofy powerpoint graphic with my head on top of some clip-art character, and my mood slowly turned around. By the end of the exercise, I think I was back to my cheerful self...I hope.

I felt even better when I got a chance to talk to my NCOIC and he told me that today was his most productive day in a long time; that the shop had walk-ins all day coming to him with issues he was actually able to action now that he was back in the office. That felt good...that I was able to get some decent bonding time with the LT and still take some of the weight off of my NCOs so that they could do their job. Tomorrow will be more of the same except I may have some internet access to work some real-world issues while I play pretend. Smile.

22 August 2007 0112 EDT
22 August 2007 0112 EDT
So these are the tough decisions that I get paid the big bucks for...diverting our resources to support exercises to simulate our mission or supporting our units with the current mission at hand? In the past, I think I've done a pretty good job of doing both, but that usually consisted of twenty-hour days. As the clock ticks just a little past midnight local time here, I can't help but feel like I'm doing the right thing here. Tomorrow, we start our two-day Command Post Exercise, which is pretty much a staff exercise to run an operations center/command post while a simulated battle goes on...kinda like the warfighter exercises that I've done in the past. Out of my six-man shop, though, we're going to try to run the exercise with me and my LT. And as the tune of Just the Two of Us rings silently in your head, the reasoning behind this is two-fold. One, that it'll be good bonding time and mentoring between me and the LT; and two, that it allows the rest of my shop to stomp out real-world fires that are bound to come up in our absence, especially with us in the field and effectively out of the loop for most of the last five days.

Anyway, after this exercise for the next two days, we have a couple of rest/prep days before seven straight days of twenty-four hour operations at Forward Operating Base Hurricane. That's the big ARTEP, and I have no idea how that's going to turn out. On the bright side, I get to go on leave after that last one...so no matter how it turns out, we'll be glad when it's over.

I need to go to bed though. Everyone's been stressing out a little more these last few days, and I'd hate to fall prey to that.

20 August 2007 2216 EDT
20 August 2007 2216 EDT
So last night was a little awkward. It was like being a kid again and disappointing dad. You see, night fire ended up going pretty late and the plan was to rack out at the FOB afterwards. For the most part, that's what happened. But it started off with a little detour that went down like this. There was four of us, me, my NCOIC, the S4, and his NCOIC. It was maybe 2230h or so when we wrapped up on the range, and we still had work to do back at the shop. So we grabbed the van and circled back to the CP for an hour or so in order to finish some reports and to check some e-mail before heading back out. I think the boss thought that we were going to skip out on the FOB and rack out in the A/C because he seemed pretty upset when he was on the phone with us. It's not like it was the first time we stayed up late doing paperwork, but something about last night made it really awkward.

Anyway, by the time we went back out to the FOB, everyone was racked out and there weren't any cots left out. So we scavenged a little, tiptoeing through the tents until we found some open space for the four of us. Then we plopped our gear down and started setting up, trying not to make too much noise, but banging away and laughing at the ridiculousness of sneaking around. It really was like brothers sneaking around when they've made dad mad.

But yeah, that was last night. We woke up in the morning and ironed most of it out, I think. It really is difficult balancing all of the time out in the field with all of the paperwork. I mean, it's one thing to be able to sneak back into the office during lunch or at night; but that doesn't help with all of the coordination that you have to do with your counterparts during the day when most office-types are working. I don't know. I think I'm holding up alright considering the circumstances, but I'm definitely feeling a little drained after spending so much time out in the sun. I know my guys are taking a big hit too. I just hope that we can narrow our focus as it comes down to the home stretch, but only time can tell.

19 August 2007 1337 EDT
19 August 2007 1337 EDT
I just had the opportunity to play with $1.5 million dollars of your tax money, and boy was it fun. In two relatively inconspicuous trailers on the edge of the Camp here, a complex video game system is housed which allows units to simulate convoy operations in the middle of Baghdad. It's got everything...little VR goggles for everyone, simulated weapons, sounds, rotating turrets for gunners, radios for communication, etc. Anyway, we got a chance to run through the simulator twice; each time, they were able to show us a video of the convoy from God's eye view so we could see and hear all of the mistakes we made throughout the exercise. In the end, I was kinda itching to go through a few more times, partly because of the realism, partly because we got better with each iteration, and partly because of the extra legroom, the air-conditioning, and...umm...the air-conditioning.

Right now, we're on our three-hour Sunday stand-down...and I think I'm going to take advantage of it today and take a nap. Good night, all.

18 August 2007 2315 EDT
18 August 2007 2315 EDT
Ahhh...so we did end up doing a convoy live fire lane today, but the most exciting part of the day was when I got to come back to the office to do more paperwork. A couple of the officers in the staff have been talking about organizing a spreadsheet competition when we get overseas...funny, I know, but we can see ourselves with a little bit of free time every now and then. So the nerds that we are, we were half-joking (I'm completely serious, however) about the idea, and I've been looking at the new dell laptops, complete with full keypad, ever since.

Anyway, the reason I bring up work and spreadsheets is that I finally played around with macros on Excel today in order to do a case statement for a spreadsheet I was making to help track promotion ability. It was fun to do the little bit of programming that I did, as I'd never really used VB before except when I was helping the gf with some of her homework last semester. It took me about an hour or two to finally get it all together, with a little help from google and a couple of Excel tutorial sites. But in the end, it was worth it, as it is a skill that promises to pay dividends in the future, whether it be work, school, or the spreadsheet competition.

It is time for bed though. Considering we're driving around shooting live rounds over the next couple of days, it probably wouldn't hurt for me to get a little sleep.

17 August 2007 2246 EDT
17 August 2007 2246 EDT
So last night, as I crept back into the barracks around 0200h in the morning, I was feeling a bit drained just from the sheer length of the day. I was in decent spirits, but they shot even higher when I noticed that one of my sergeants had left me two shiny jambalaya MREs at the foot of my bed. It was like Christmas. On top of that, I was able to consume another menu #22 during training today, and the battalion commander even picked one out for me. With his combined with my two from my sergeant, I'll have three in my ruck sack before I even get out on the range tomorrow. Jealous?

Anyway, I'd chat more, but I need to get off to packing before we head out to the field tomorrow morning; and I'd hate to keep everyone up if I head back to the barracks at the same time as I did yesterday.

17 August 2007 0209 EDT
17 August 2007 0209 EDT
Absolutely no reason for me to be up right now, but I just wrapped up a SITREP to send back to State and got my slides and handouts prepped for tomorrow since we'll be going through some classes for most of the day. Tomorrow's start isn't until 0930h, so don't you worry. But anyway, since we'll be out in the field for most of the next five days, I wanted to cram in as much work as I could beforehand.

Today was actually a really interesting day with a number of fortunate circumstances. It started with after my meeting this morning as I was waiting for the shuttle bus around post to get me back to the office. As I was waiting, this young soldier asked me where from Virginia I was from when he noticed my patch. I told him Fairfax, and he said how he wished he were in our unit. He had been transferred to another unit, and he said that they didn't take care of him where he was at. But with 3-116, and he knew a number of the soldiers in our unit, he knew that he had leaders who would look out for him and take care of him. At the other unit, he felt more like a number. That's interesting because I always figured that a lot of our soldiers felt like they weren't taken care of. But I don't know, hearing him say that about our battalion made me feel kinda good.

My second neat little circumstance occurred as I was stuck going through a bunch of paperwork and sitting through a meeting during the afternoon, all the while forgetting about my laundry which was in the dryer. By the time I got to it, my clothes had been done for over an hour, and I wondered if they would even be there when I went to pick them up. When I opened the door to check, all of my clothes were gone and I panicked for a minute before thinking that maybe someone grabbed all of my clothes and brought it back to my bunk for me. So I walked back to my building only to find...that all of my clothes were lying on my bunk! Yeah, apparently one of the medic sergeants noticed my name on the laundry bag and decided to help me out. Wasn't that nice?

Anyway, I'm about to go delirious from lack of sleep, so I'll call it a night. MTF

15 August 2007 2200 EDT
15 August 2007 2200 EDT
Okay, so I really didn't spend that much time in the field before heading back to the office to do paperwork. Yesterday, I fizzled out after lunch...and possibly due to lunch as I forced myself to consume two jambalaya MREs back-to-back as I got #21 and 22 under my belt. Why did I do it, you ask? There's really no good reason. The S4 NCOIC cooked up his MRE and didn't like how it smelled, so he gave it to me to eat. I mean, I guess I didn't have to eat it, but it was hard to turn down the opportunity to double up. If you look up and to the right, you'll notice that I've now included a live update of my MRE consumption at the suggestion of the S4.

As the afternoon wore on and we spent hour after hour in the sun, there came a point when I couldn't drink any more water and I had to take a break. I mean, you know me. I like to play the tough guy most of the time. But even after drinking two gallons of water yesterday, I was starting to feel a little uneasy - not sure if that had more to do with the heat than the second jambalaya. But suffice it to say that I was happy to be heading back to garrison to go to my evening meeting.

Today, I spent the whole day in the office tracking down a number of issues, with a priority on officer actions and OERs. I followed up on a couple of promotion issues, made progress on about eight evaluations, and completed editting my second draft of a powerpoint brief designed to help officers through the whole evaluation process. Between that and the normal drop-in traffic we got in the shop, I kept myself pretty busy during the day while the rest of my guys were out sweating in the heat.

Tomorrow, it's back to my normal S1 meeting routine. Can't wait.

13 August 2007 2222 EDT
13 August 2007 2222 EDT
Enter: the field. At 0600h this morning, the buses and vans left for the FOB (Forward Operating Base), and we were soon out in the 100+ degree heat...not a dry heat, mind you. Unfortunately for the staff, our breaks were spent driving back in from the field in order to do paperwork, and there was definitely a lot to do. The positive side is that I'm done with my work for the moment (a couple of memos, some phone calls for coordination, USR reporting, medical and dental appointments, some stuff to prep for tomorrow's meeting, etc), and I get to blog during the time I'm waiting for the BC and XO to get back from a meeting. I also have time to charge my phone up for when I head back to the field.

I guess there's not too much else to write about. The bad part about staying out in the field is definitely the heat and lack of creature comforts. But the positive side is that you get to sleep once you're done with your work for the day...hopefully...if we ever get back out there. Tomorrow morning's start time is 0600h for training, so we'll probably start another hour earlier for personal hygeine and breakfast. Oh, our last instructor today recognized that we were staff while we were doing training out there, and that the tasks we were completing were very different from what we'll be doing in theater...not that he'd make any exceptions, nor would I expect him to. But he noted that we would wrap up training early enough tomorrow so that we could make our big meeting. *chuckle* Greeaat. I like how he was thoughtful like that.

12 August 2007 1118 EDT
12 August 2007 1118 EDT
I feel kinda bad for how much time I've squandered in the last 24 hours or so. Yesterday, I slept in until nearly 0700h, and I did the same today. The primary staff also got out of a little bit of time in the heat because of a class we needed to take on the Military Decision Making Process, which was conducted in a nice air-conditioned classroom. There were also snacks provided at a small price, and I indulged in some cheese on wheat crackers, a snickers bar, a small bag of fritos, and a nutri-grain bar. On top of that, we ended up getting some barbecue for lunch before returning to the office.

With just about all the shop away at training during the afternoon, I was doing my typical memos/e-mail/spreadsheet work when I started to dawdle a bit myself. We somehow got started on General Honore quotes, and one of the LTs e-mailed me a speech he gave to a bunch of National Guard leadership at the National Guard Association of the United States (NGAUS) conference lat year. And for some reason, I liked it so much after reading, I ended up taking nearly an hour cleaning up the transcript, correcting a few words here and there so that I could either a) post it online and/or b) e-mail it to some fo the other officers to read. General Honore, btw, is the 1st Army commanding general, so he creates most of the policies here around post. He also made some headlines during Katrina in the way he addressed the media.

Anyway, having spent way too much of my afternoon working on that, I ended up spending a little extra time in the office last night working CCIRs and my special spreadsheet while chatting with the gf since she was working too. Then yeah, I slept in this morning, cut my hair, and was ready at my desk around 0800h. I've gotten a little bit of work done, but it could definitely be more productive. Give me another hour or so, and I'll be back to normal. I hope I'm not burning out.

10 August 2007 2141 EDT
10 August 2007 2141 EDT
You'd be surprised how friendly some guys get in the shower. When I finally jumped in there this morning, it was filled with maybe a dozen guys from the Mass. unit down here, and they were practically giddy, yelling out comments about coming in after their buddies or posing for their friends to watch. You see, outside the shower, there's only maybe a six foot by one foot bench that everyone crams their belongings onto...PT shirts, shorts, shaving kits, towels, etc. And almost daily, you have a traffic jam before and/or after PT, with screams of "who stole my PT shirt?" echoing throughout the latrine. I don't shower that much, though, so I don't have as many stories.

This morning started off with the road march like I mentioned yesterday. I finally stepped out of the barracks fully dressed around 0400h and my glasses instantly fogged up. It must've been in the mid-80s already with a humidity of 50-100%. Anyway, after about an hour or two of walking in the near-pitch-dark (so much so that the reflective belts with 2-mile visibility could barely be seen from 20 feet away) and building quarter-sized blisters on the heel of each of my feet, my uniform was completely soaked with sweat, and I was ready to call it quits. There's just something about a road march; whether it's two miles or four miles or ten...when you hit that final stretch where all of the terrain looks so familiar, this sense of relief and accomplishment fills your entire being. It's almost worth waking up at 0330h, developing two huge blisters on my heels, and sweating my butt off...almost.

09 August 2007 2149 EDT
09 August 2007 2149 EDT
So this morning started off with a bit of a dud. There was a slight mix-up in planning that ended up cancelling our live fire range this morning. So instead, I got to get back in to the office to do a bunch of paperwork...almost as much fun as shooting off live rounds in the 110 degree heat (index) wearing 20+ pounds of body armor and equipment. Of course, the office air conditioner is working on overtime just to keep the office at 85 degrees with all of the people and automation equipment heating up the air. I know, it's a rough life we've got here in the battalion staff. Tomorrow morning, we step off at 0410h to get our road march complete before the sun comes out. While that's a great idea, I'm hoping there'll still be time for me to squeeze in a nap.

08 August 2007 2226 EDT
08 August 2007 2226 EDT
I was having flashbacks of teaching tonight as I was putting stuff together for my S1 meeting tomorrow. You see, almost the whole company will be out on the live fire range again tomorrow, so I'm going to end up missing my meeting. Because of that, I ended up getting all of my charts and notes and spreadsheets together to hand off to one of the sergeants helping us from Virginia. It was like putting together sub plans for someone else. Not that people don't know what they're doing, but you have to prepare for almost every contingency; in this case, getting all of my numbers straight and preparing for any questions they might ask regarding incoming and outgoing soldiers, medical and dental appointments, shifts in our manning, security clearances, and percentages for just about everything under the sun. In total, it took me maybe two hours to get it all together. Just like when you're teaching, you can have it all in your head, but if you can't pass it off to someone else, it's useless. So all in all, it was a good exercise.

As for the rest of the day, most of it was spent escorting DVs (or Distinguished Visitors) from Virginia. The TAG (our 2-star general) was here along the State Sergeant Major, military advisors to Senator Webb and Senator Warner, the Secretary of Public Safety, and a bunch of state legislators from our local districts. We put together a pretty awesome powerpoint brief for them...hehe...and then took them on a bit of tour of our units in training before catching lunch off-post and then sending them off back to Virginia. They got to talk to a bunch of soldiers and I think we made a little bit of money on our soldiers' behalf and on the behalf of any Virginia soldiers mobilized in the future...which probably includes me. Oh yeah...for some reason, Major Z, with full knowledge of my narcoleptic tendencies, still chose me to drive the delegation around. Imagine that.

07 August 2007 2056 EDT
07 August 2007 2056 EDT
A few dozen soldiers gathered in a small group today in remembrance of SSG Cherry and SGT Beasley on the anniversary of the incident three years ago. It was a pretty quiet and informal ceremony. Strangely enough, very few of the guys from the old TOW platoon said a word. But I guess that's to be expected. They were a really tight-knit group and kept to themselves for the most part. There were a few key players missing, too, a lot of guys still back in Virginia like Heath and a couple of the NCOs who'd since retired. It was a nice memorial though...just makes you think about how real this business is.

On a completely unrelated note, I got into a couple of conversations about cars today. First with one of my old sergeants from support platoon when I saw him looking at some Lexus models online; and then when I saw Major Smith in the P/X and noticed that he was riding around in a brand new Altima during his visit down here. There really isn't any point to this paragraph except that it was nice seeing the familiar faces. I wouldn't mind getting a new car when I get back, too. No idea what model I'll get considering my last two vehicles were Maximas.

Anyway, the last thing I'll bring up is one of the specialists here pulling night CQ for us. He took some time tonight to demonstrate some of his musical talents. Apparently, he'd done this before, but usually with the S4 shop which pulls even longer nights than me. He goes by Black Nite and even played some stuff from his album for me, available here.

06 August 2007 2149 EDT
06 August 2007 2149 EDT
I was completely smoked after PT this morning. Heck, I was completely smoked after I started PT this morning. A few soldiers even mentioned to me that I looked like I was about to collapse when I got back to the barracks. I started off by myself, doing some alternating push-up/sit-up ladders this morning because a bunch of my guys were already tagged for some other training events that started around 0700h which precluded them from PT. For me, though, I invoked the Captain's privilege and ended up going to my usual 0800h Monday morning meeting instead. So anyway, I'm about halfway up my ladder when a bunch of guys from the S3 shop popped up and invited me to join them in their PT session. I accepted their offer and we ran between one half and three quarters of a mile over to the little fitness stations to do some pull-ups and dips and stuff like that. It was the first time I'd done pull-ups in about a month, so that felt good...except for the fact that I could barely do any. I was winded from the short run too. I don't know if it was the humidity or the push-ups beforehand or the lack of stretching. Anyway, we did about 15-20 minutes of exercises at the various stations and ran back. That was it. It doesn't seem like that much, but I could feel my upper body tightening up throughout the day, and I was absolutely exhausted.

On top of that, the A/C is acting up! I know. I'm horrible. I am completely dependent on the A/C these days. I don't know what I'm going to do when I have to actually spend a whole week in the field. But I'll cross that road* when I get to it. Anyway, I don't know exactly what tomorrow has in store, but I'm up for a couple of nice surprises. We'll see how that turns out.

* denotes inside joke

05 August 2007 2223 EDT
05 August 2007 2223 EDT
This was definitely a lazy Sunday for me. I slept in until 0600h, at which point I went to take a shower *gasp* and followed up with a quick haircut. The process is a little more cumbersome than at home, but I was shaved and changed and ready for work a little after 0700h. The guys in the shop were already getting started on some spring cleaning, and I feel like the feng shui of the office is now much improved. After that, I got to play with a few spreadsheets, gave my staff notes and slides for the command and staff meeting which was cancelled for the evening, ate jambalaya MRE #17, purchased my plane ticket for leave, and cleaned my weapon before I ran out of things to do. I mean, there were still things to do, but I decided to break for a little nap before dinner chow.

The office was just as quiet and desolate when I returned. I had one message on my desk and a couple of e-mails, so I wasn't missed too much, I don't think. And now, it's nearing closing time; but because I'd already taken my mid-afternoon siesta, I'm feeling a little guilty about heading back to the barracks area. So I'll stick around for a little bit longer and fix up a couple of spreadsheets before calling it a day.

04 August 2007 2011 EDT
04 August 2007 2011 EDT
So it's been brought to my attention...by more than one person, I might add...that I don't seem to have a lot of balance in my life. For the time being, I would tend to agree. The only time I really find myself away from the office is for #1, #2, training, meetings, PT, chow, sleep, and that's it. I do take about half an hour for myself every day, to either blog and/or talk on the phone with the gf. About once a week, too, I'll take an extra half hour or so to do laundry.

Today, I'd actually left the office early (around 1830) to go to my bunk to read a couple of letters I got in the mail. After that, I called the gf, but she was busy leaving for dinner with her sister. So it was 1845 and I was lying in my rack and I had nothing else to do. I honestly couldn't think of anything to do. So I put on my shoes and came back here to my office. Is there something wrong with me?

Yesterday, we found out that we'll have an opportunity to get some commercial wireless internet where we'll be in country. It costs about 20 bucks a month, so that's not too bad. Of course, this time, I actually didn't plan to bring my personal computer. I just have my work computer this go 'round (this computer maxes out at 1280x800 resolution, btw. OMG, is that killing me). So anyway, I did take about twenty minutes today to take a look at the new laptop models on dell.com. Would you believe that their new 17-inchers have a built-in keypad now? I was actually ecstatic when I saw that because I thought about how quickly I'd be able to enter numbers into spreadsheets with that extra functionality. Anyway, the new 17" Inspiron with 1920x1200 resolution is anywhere from 1100-1250 with DVD-RW and 2GB RAM. I'm half-tempted to put in an order so that it'll be waiting at home for me when I get back. The other half is telling me that I could actually try to save up a whole bunch of money this deployment while also paying off both mortgages for the next year. Suggestions are welcome.

04 August 2007 1859 EDT
04 August 2007 1859 EDT
You definitely meet your share of characters down here in Mississippi. The last two days, we've been dealing with a very laid back NCO by the name of Sergeant First Class Horn, formerly of the 82nd Airborne. Anyway, as he was orienting us to the range and going through some in-briefing material, he repeated the phrase "over yunder" quite a few times with a big wad of tobacco in his mouth as he pointed to various areas in the vicinity. I don't know why that seemed so funny to me, but I chuckled every time he said it. He also used a phrase when describing bad things we might do, saying that it would be as wrong as "two boys kissing at an Elton John concert." Of course, that only reminded me of Sean's beautiful rendition of Tiny Dancer so many years ago at Patriot's, but I kept that to myself as I reminisced. To describe his dialogue as colorful would be an understatement, and I wish I had a video of the first brief he gave us because it was hilarious. Today, he talked about the computer systems controlling the targets going "tits up" before realizing that there were female soldiers in the audience and correcting himself by saying that the computers were going crazy. He "caught" himself quite a few times in that he would say inappropriate things aloud and then repeat them in a less-but-still-inappropriate manner. Anyway, not only was the range fun, but SFC Horn proved to be one of the highlights of our train-up thus far. I know, there are so many...
03 August 2007 2206 EDT
03 August 2007 2206 EDT
It's been like Christmas almost every day with our supply sergeant. We got our deployment gerber multi-tools the other day along with a nice little benchmade. Today we got another gerber and rumor has it that there are some folding stools in supply as well. Of course, now that I have an office job, that stuff isn't as useful as it used to be. I am more about getting cases of copier paper and toner cartridges. Oh, I did get a new all-weather pen for my rite in the rain books. That was good because my other one was running out of ink. That's on top of the gloves, moisture-wicking t-shirts, silk-weight underwear, two pairs of boots, four sets of uniforms, etc.

Talking about free stuff, Army was kind enough to supply me with a hundred live rounds to shoot on the range today. It was reflexive fire, so it's designed to build your reaction when dealing with close quarters combat and you don't necessarily have the time to take a perfectly aimed shot. Nothing fancy...I had a chance to do that last deployment and a few years back when I was going through my officer basic course. But it's just nice to get a chance to fire off some rounds every now and then. For an infantry officer turned REMF, you come to cherish those occasions when you get a chance to smell the field again. The only downside is now I have to clean my weapon.

01 August 2007 2151 EDT
01 August 2007 2151 EDT
Complaints can be infectious. While the Army is known for its discipline, you'd be surprised with how much complaining soldiers can do. And once you get one or two guys going, it gets really hard to stop...which is why you really need to cut that stuff off once it starts. It's a delicate balance though. Within peer groups, it's accepted and sometimes encouraged to complain. But when near subordinates, it's usually frowned upon. In the guard, though, it's a little different. Many of us are used to being civilians and the complaining comes pretty naturally. I had to pull a couple of my guys aside over the last few days because it's starting to get a little out of hand. With the younger guys, it's a little harder to get through, but the more experienced soldiers know better.

Hmm...I hope I don't sound too complainy when I journal. I understand that complaining can be a good stress reliever, but all of those negative thoughts and comments can't be good for morale in the long run. I haven't done any scientific studies about it, but I would imagine there's some truth to that. Like when you watch the news. All of that bad stuff can't be good. You have to throw in some nice fluff pieces every once in a while. That's what makes people feel good.

On a positive note, it's already August. One full month down and eleven to go. Plus, we're not that far away from our block leave either. Before you know it, it'll all be over.

31 July 2007 1453 EDT
31 July 2007 1453 EDT
I was talking to the XO and the S4 the other day, and he had this way of describing the morning routine in the barracks that I just had to share. You see, we have a staff barracks with all of the officers and senior NCOs in the battalion staff...basically LTs, captains, majors, and senior sergeants. So for the most part, everyone is relatively responsible and very concerned about being on time. In the mornings, depending on when wake-up is, you'll find yourself listening to what he coined the "symphony of alarms." I know the chaplain and I have the same alarm because they went off about a second apart during the first week. As for everyone else, I think the standard for wake-up calls is about half an hour before formation, whether it's in ACUs or PTs. However, there are some who like to wake up an hour+ before formation. So for a 0530h formation, the first alarms start going off around 0430h, and they continue almost non-stop for the next 45 minutes until all of the snoozing is over. And there is the occasional guy who leaves the barracks to go do personal hygiene without turning off his alarm. That's always interesting. Anyway, to listen to the XO discuss this was hilarious. He also used the term "snorechestra" to describe the melodious tune that echoes throughout the night. I never really have any problems sleeping, but I can definitely see how someone would.
30 July 2007 2152 EDT
30 July 2007 2152 EDT
So the story goes that someone was digging outside and chopped right through the fiber optic line that was being used to get internet access to most of the post. So some time around 0900h today, we were red on connectivity once again. With some luck, the net will come back up for me to upload and update today.

This morning started off with the usual 0530h formation for our section run. We went about 2.8 miles today, with a newer, more scenic route. Plus the LT took PT today and he definitely had a different style of running things. Instead of singing cadences to start off the run, he took the first ten minutes or so to tell a joke. It was a rather long joke, but it was interactive, too, with parts where the formation repeated a particular line. Anyway, by the time he got to the punch line, we were probably close to the one-mile mark, but it was worth it. It was actually a joke I'd heard before, but re-wrapped and told a little differently. I still laughed.

Tomorrow, the shop will be empty because the whole team will be out doing some secret squirrel training. It's raining right now, so hopefully, that'll cool things off for tomorrow. We'll see though. It's already past my bedtime.

29 July 2007 2145 EDT
29 July 2007 2145 EDT
It's fitting that I made that comment yesterday about rarely making mistakes. Today, I had to issue a bit of a retraction after putting out some guidance about leave and pass. I'd put out some information last week without checking the reg and it turns out that I was a little off. So for the guys taking pass, they can actually sign out a few hours earlier. Instead of 0001h, they can sign out whenever they're released the day before, whether it be 1800h or 2000h. I mean, it's only about four or six hours difference, but I'll be kicking myself for a while because it's four or six hours more that soldiers can spend with their families should they choose. For leave, I'm okay...my guidance was still accurate. So that makes me feel somewhat better, as most people will be choosing to take six days off instead of four. But for the 20-50 soldiers who take a four day pass and have already made travel arrangements based off of my previous guidance, that equals maybe 9 hours (between the latest flight the day previous and the earliest flight the day after) x 50 soldiers or up to 450 soldier-hours that could have been affected by me. That I take pretty seriously and rather personally. But it is definitely a lesson learned that I will take away from this.

Other than that, I think it was a pretty productive day. I did some other regs research that I think was pretty promising, as well as about six hours of spreadsheet manipulation that I hope will help our soldiers with saving money on travel to and from the airport when they go on leave. I worked with the S4 on this one, so that was kinda fun. It was more along the lines of the transport stuff I used to do when I was the support platoon leader.

Anyway, it's Sunday and we started at 0430h and I didn't get my afternoon break, so I think it's time for bed. Good night.