Neo-esque Ray bans
This is me today, rockin’ the new Neo-esque Ray-Bans. Matt has the Mr. Smith ones.


Tent livin’! This tent is currently home to two platoons from our company.


The walk to chow is a kilometer (.6 miles) and starts here as we step out of the tent.


Then we walk…


and walk…


and walk…


and walk…


and walk by the MWR (moral welfare recreation) area where the phones, computers, gym and theatre can be found…

I love you
stop to take a photo for the mom…


and walk by the tower whose purpose is beyond me (modern tower of Babel perhaps?)…


then we wait in the line for chow…


then we wash our dirty little sandwich clamps…


then we actually get the chow slung to us with a kind of haste reminiscent of New York City…


then we take a seat and wolf it all down.


On the way back we hit the fast food area where the coffee shop is
located…


and we order up coffee. In the bible this area was referred to as “the wilderness”, but today I can still manage to get a café latté. And Jesus wept.


“Justice”, Kirk’s newest tattoo. A second date will be put on the right side once our deployment ends.