Sunday, April 16th, 2000
2324
Ten Thousand Maniacs Our Time in Eden



So here I've found myself exchanging emails, out of the blue, with some girl that "rang" me up over an old "online dating profile".  Always amazing to see out of the blue emails like that.  I've become cynical enough to wager a MGD that a week from now she won't be emailing me back every day like she has for the past three days.  Alright, TWO beers.

Tommorrow is my day off from Monday.  Short legal brief on some three or four day class SGT Phelps went too, then, weather providing, I'm hitting Stryker Golf Course.

Work last week was good...about mid week I had a wrap on everything...in fact the last few days have been dull in comparison to the previosu coupel of weeks...a bittersweet pill.  Tuesday I'm supposed to help LRSC (Long Range Surveillance Company--519th's Ranger company) do training--"Spies and Fries".  I'll be a spy...hanging upside down, dangling from a rope attached to a helicopter...800 ft up or so :)  Sounds like fun...being billed as a great honor by 1SG...but i think that just might be because he doesn't think he can get 12 people running...

Drove out to Greensboro to see Korn last night...I'd planned to tape the show, but various factors prevented it...the rain, the metal detectors, the distance the entrance was from my car (I street park whenever possible to save a buck) and the fact that I already had to walk back there *once* to ditch my backpack cuz it wasn't allowed...

i coudl have snuck my MD rig in...but the rain and all the bullshit involved...eh, just enjoyed the show...got up close, moshed, crowd surfed, and just enjoyed the show an average mortal again...I was surprised at just how mellow the crowd was, really...not *nearly* as riled up as I had imagined they would be.

Dan came up from RIP this wknd and called, wanting to party, but I already had my ticket so I left a message on the machine to stop in after midnight--he never did.

Last I heard from her, Kelli and some friends were gonna party down in Myrtle Beach I think next wknd...I need to email her to see if that's still on...We've got a three day wknd here at Bragg...although I think it's really a four day...or at least I'm hoping I guess...

Yesterday was Katrina's third Birthday party...I feel kind of bad for not having called, but I have such bad timing on such calls...last year I talked w/ Justine for like two minutes cuz she had to cut the cake...OK, piss poor excuse I know...

Wrote a chincy poem last night.

It was a rainy night;
The bumper was free 
Of political stabs
But his windshield
Dirtied to dangerous levels,
I ntoed as I passed
Through Sanford...
The digital clock
Of Horrands Funeral Home
Where a closed casket man lay
Shoddy pinewood box
For cremation due
To piss poor driving.

it seems to have a slight bit of charm...but the thing that matters is that I got something down.



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