Who is Idahosa Edokpayi?

XML Web Part

2009-08-29T20:26:00.000Z

It’s not superior in any way to the SharePoint web part, but I don’t have the source for the SharePoint web part just laying around either. The code uses the XslCompiledTransform class to transform the xml provided.

using System.Web.UI.WebControls.WebParts;

using System.Xml.Xsl;

using System.Xml;

using System.IO;

using System;

using System.ComponentModel;

using System.Diagnostics;

namespace IdahoWebParts

{

public class XMLWebPart : WebPart

{

[Personalizable, Browsable(true),WebBrowsable(true),Description("Url of Source XML Document")]

public string SourceURL

{

get

{

return (string)ViewState["XmlURL"];

}

set

{

ViewState["XmlURL"] = value;

}

[Personalizable, Browsable(true),WebBrowsable(true),Description("XML to transform")]

public string Document

{

get

{

return (string)ViewState["XmlDocument"];

}

set

{

ViewState["XmlDocument"] = value;

}

[Personalizable, Browsable(true),WebBrowsable(true),Description("URL of StyleSheet")]

public string StyleSheetURL

{

get

{

return (string)ViewState["XsltURL"];

}

set

{

ViewState["XsltURL"] = value;

}

[Personalizable, Browsable(true),WebBrowsable(true),Description("XSLT used to transform XML")]

public string StyleSheet

{

get

{

return (string)ViewState["XsltDocument"];

}

set

{

ViewState["XsltDocument"] = value;

}

protected override void RenderContents(System.Web.UI.HtmlTextWriter writer)

{

try

{

// get the style sheet

string transformDocument = (!string.IsNullOrEmpty(StyleSheetURL)) ? Utility.GetWebTextFile(Page.ResolveUrl(StyleSheetURL)) : StyleSheet;

// get the xml

string xmlDoc = (!string.IsNullOrEmpty(SourceURL)) ? Utility.GetWebTextFile(Page.ResolveUrl(SourceURL)) : Document;

writer.Write(string.Format("<div id={0}>", UniqueID));

// if we have a style sheet use it to transform the xml

if (!string.IsNullOrEmpty(transformDocument) && !string.IsNullOrEmpty(xmlDoc))

{

XslCompiledTransform transform = new XslCompiledTransform();

transform.Load(XmlReader.Create(new StringReader(transformDocument)));

transform.Transform(XmlReader.Create(new StringReader(xmlDoc)), XmlWriter.Create(writer));

}

else if (!string.IsNullOrEmpty(xmlDoc))

{

writer.Write(xmlDoc);

}

writer.Write("</div>");

}

catch (System.Xml.XmlException)

{

writer.Write("XML error");

}

catch (Exception exception)

{

writer.Write("Error");

Debug.WriteLine(exception.ToString());

}

Test...

2009-08-21T20:07:00.000Z

Is this thing on? I am a developer working for General Dynamics IT as a contractor for the US Army in Iraq. When I come up with something useful that I need to record, I will post it here. This blog has had other subject matter in the past, but now it is about asp.net development.

I'm back!

2007-03-22T16:22:00.000Z

Again...

White Party and Flaunt

2006-09-08T16:01:00.000Z

Anyone who has the opportunity should walk in a fashion show. Flaunt was a great experience. Al Wilson's Birthday party during Club Vinyl's White Party in Denver was pretty cool too.

Fabric

2006-08-28T15:19:00.000Z

Look for my upcoming role in the independent movie "Fabric", a docu-drama about gay and lesbian issues. It will be showing in film festivals around the country.

Flaunt!

2006-08-28T15:10:00.000Z

I am going to be walking in the Flaunt Fashion show in Colorado Springs presented by Veda Salsons and Idoru Clothing on September 7th. Come Check it out! The proceeds go to benefit Futureself.

Fabric

2006-08-28T14:45:00.000Z

Look for my role in Fabric, and independent film directed by John Marquez and produced by Marcorp Productions, at select film festivals around the country.

Maximum Talent!

2006-08-23T16:37:00.001Z

I got an agency! Check out my agency profile at Maximum Talent.

My Echo Chamber

2006-06-16T07:41:00.000Z

By neglecting my blog for so much time I have effectively created an echo chamber. No matter. Everybody (I suppose I should say "nobody") wish me luck on the written suitability exam for the Denver Fire Department.

Welcome to WhoisIdaho.com!

2006-06-14T01:36:00.000Z

Welcome to the new web page!

The Evil Empire Lives

2006-03-15T03:31:00.000Z

On numerous occasions America's supposed ally, Russia, has taken stances that would seem odd for an ally of the United States or any free Western country.
For instance, Russia sells arms to Iran, Venezuela (ruled by a notorious enemy of American interests, Hugo Chavez), and China, whose totalitarian communist regime oppresses more people than the rest of the enslaved world combined. See these links: Sales to Iran, Russian arms sale to Chavez irks..., and Secretary Rice Concerned about arms sales to China. Russia continues to sell weapons to people that we consider to be our enemies. I don't know about you but if someone publicly threatened me or one of my friends, I would consider someone who armed him to be my enemy. Russia has done just that.
Russia goes further. They give comfort to our enemies. When Israel and the US threatened to cut off funding to Palestine if the Hamas-ruled government continued its belligerence, who invited Hamas to their capital? The Russians did, of course. Who always sides with our worst enemies in the UN? Russia does, of course. Who is sheltering the wife of a Serbian war criminal who is herself a criminal? Who is rushed to investigate the same war criminal's untimely if deserved death? (In the last linked article note the comment from one of the four Russian doctors who examined the results of the autopsy of Slobodan Milosevic's death.)
What I want to know, is why do we consider Russia an ally? Can you name one positive thing Russia has done to help the United States?

Sergeant Edokpayi

2006-03-10T02:01:00.000Z

After two months of relentless paper-pushing I was promoted from the rank of Specialist to the rank of Sergeant. I've been anticipating this promotion my entire military career due to the fact that I have always been a Specialist. I won't go into the details of how I've suffered because PSB (Personnel Services Battalion I believe it stands for) lost my promotion paperwork. I won't even mention that PSB loses everybody's' promotion paperwork - which begs the question whose paperwork do they not lose? The obvious answer is their own. I will talk about the actual promotion ceremony.
The Army has a long standing tradition that when an enlisted soldier is promoted his superiors "pin" the rank on him in turns. (The "him" is doubly appropriate since I am willing to be that female soldiers don't undergo similar treatment for fear of discrimination or abuse charges) By "pin" I mean "pound" or "grind". What normally transpires is that the commander and the first sergeant remove the old rank and pin on the new as the XO reads the promotion orders. The command group will congratulate you and allow you to say a few words (or in my case, recite the NCO creed) and turn you over to the tender mercies of your colleagues. What happens next can be excruciating. Everyone who knows you and outranks you may then walk by and pin your rank on again. Pin-on rank has two sharp prongs that are meant to pierce the fabric of your uniform and are normally encased in "dammits". During promotion ceremonies NCO's use these prongs to pierce the flesh of younger NCO's. I have seen people leave with blood trailing down their uniforms.
I was planning to subvert the tradition by taping padding to my shoulders and collar bones where the damage is normally worst. I had made it through 95% of the ceremony with a few faux grimaces for the benefit of my audience when one of my fellow medics discovered my ruse. Gnashing of teeth followed immediately after. Those who had been cheated of their bloodletting returned for their rightful due. I stood and writhed with an occasional groan.
The best part is that I get to do it all again tomorrow morning.

Excuse me?

2006-03-09T07:04:00.000Z

Most unlikely words to hear coming from the mouth of a NOW representative:

The president of the National Organization for Women, Kim Gandy, acknowledged that disputes over unintended pregnancies can be complex and bitter. "None of these are easy questions," said Gandy, a former prosecutor. "But most courts say it's not about what he did or didn't do or what she did or didn't do. It's about the rights of the child."

Since when has the National Organization of Women cared more about the rights of an unborn baby than an adult's rights?
I think everyone in the abortion debate is pursuing one person's interest exclusively at the expense of everyone else's. All NOW apparently cares about is that the woman gets to do whatever she wants. All the men in the story care about is avoiding responsibility. Then Ms Gandy wants to buttress her position from attacks by the men's group by developing a sudden interest in the rights of an unborn child who if you listen to NOW every time before this had no rights! I don't think NOW wants equality, they want to dominate culture - to feminize modern culture. Men are getting fed up and want to get back at women by giving them equality only with consequences women did not intend or foresee. Women may win eventually but their won't be any worthwhile spoils for the victor to collect.

Looking Back

2006-03-05T15:37:00.000Z

I just returned from a brief field problem with the line company I am assigned to as a medic. Going to the field while not my favorite thing to do reminded me that there are aspects of the job that I enjoy. I like being a medic. I like people depending on me. I like performing under pressure, racing the clock to save precious blood - to save life. It's a rush.
It's coming to a end though. I joined the Army to hit the "reset button". I wanted to do something fun, challenging, and meaningful. It wasn't always fun, but it was always challenging, and I think my overall contribution was meaningful. Two out of three isn't bad.
I won't go so far as to say I would never serve again. I think every American would benefit if everyone served, although I am against mandatory service. I think everyone should volunteer. I do know that I need to try to get out and accomplish other things. There are so many opportunities outside of military service.
I'm proud of what I did and am doing. I just want to do other things.
Internet Explorer sucks.

Ten Miles in the snow

2006-02-23T08:33:00.000Z

When some people tell their children they walked ten miles to school in the snow over hills in the darkness, they will be lying. If I tell the story about walking to school I will be lying also. If I say I walked ten miles (or more, I wasn't counting and sometimes you get lost in the dark) in training for the Manchu Mile I will be telling the truth.
Walking in the dark with 50+ pounds of military gear on one's back is punishing work. It something we do routinely in the First Battalion, Ninth Infantry Regiment of the Second Infantry Division. We're tough (and or crazy) like that.
Uncle Sam seems determined to get his money's worth out of me before I get out of the Army.

Iraqi Dinars

2006-02-15T07:41:00.000Z

I just saw a Google AdSense ad for Iraqi dinars on my page. Don't buy them! I won't say it's a scam and that Iraqi dinars will never increase in value. I will say that military personnel are disallowed from speculating in Iraqi currency and even those who are allowed would find it difficult to collect even if the Dinar gained value.

The world is coming to an end

2006-02-15T06:32:00.000Z

I spend a lot of time reading about negative trends in society - dystopia amuses me. I believe that mankind is going to hell an in a hand basket because:

Natural resources will soon be depleted. Industry is dependent on cheap oil and mineral resources. Oil production has peaked and no new energy sources are forthcoming. Scientists are also beginning to sound alarms about running out of commonly used metals like copper and aluminum. People should realize that nearly everything is made of plastic, copper, or aluminum now. No oil and we have no plastic. No plastic and we have no electronics, or consumer goods. No copper and we have no electricity. No aluminum and we have to stop manufacturing cars and airplanes. We might find ourselves in deep dodo sooner than we realize.
The world is awash in unrest fomented by religious fanatics that hate freedom. Islamic religious fundamentalists do not desire religious freedom. They want to kill all the infidels - hint: if you are not Muslim that means you - wipe Israel off the face of the Earth; and establish a world wide caliphate - a backward world where women are viewed as chattel, religious freedom is banished, and scientific education takes a back seat to memorizing the Koran. What is amazing, is that the world still refuses to take the threat seriously. Russia just invited Hamas, a terrorist organization, to Moscow for talks.
The World's economies are doomed to failure. Every major economy in the world is based on a fiat money system which inherently has a finite lifespan. Under a fiat money system, the central bank holds an essentially unlimited store of money - governments can print the money as they please. Fiat money loses its value over time since it becomes necessary for governments to print more and more money. Economic distress creeps up social brackets starting with the poor who can least afford for their money to lose its value, than the middle class who usually have the ability to borrow large amounts of worthless money, than finally ends with the rich who profit the most because they control the flow of money. See this post for a better explanation of why I think the global economy will be in trouble.
Hunger will spread from Third World countries to developed nations. One word: overpopulation. Developed nations have recklessly destroyed farmland and grown unsupportable population centers (shopping malls!) where farms once stood. Urban sprawl will starve us all. Also, corrupt governments in Third World countries prevent the populace from ever developing the ability to feed themselves - which will increase the strain on the soon-to-be hungry Western nations.
Disease and pestilence will kill those whom terrorism and hunger spared. Doctors are warning the public that overuse and abuse of antibiotics has developed drug resistant strains of bacteria. Soon we will have a "super" bacteria with no treatment that will sweep the nations' hospitals leaving doctors helpless in its wake. Also, the world is even more vulnerable to a pandemic virus due to advanced transportation networks and inadequate public health safeguards. The current bird flu scare being a prime example of the horror to come.
If Iran or North Korea is allowed to acquire nuclear weapons, we shall all die. Do I need to explain why it is bad for crazy people the most powereful weapons on the planet?

I would say that we are all going to die, (facetiously of course) but I think the lucky people will die. I think we are all going to suffer instead.
Isn't the future bright?

Out of the Army in 80 Days

2006-02-10T02:37:00.000Z

Barring further catastrophic occurrences in the Middle East, war with China, war with Russia, war with both China and Russia, or Armageddon (although war with China and Russia would most likely be Armageddon) I am not going to be subject to a stop-loss order. I will be separating from the Army in less than 80 days. 68 days actually, I just happen to be a bit of a Jules Verne fan. Also, I was busy when the 80 day mark passed.
The Army makes an effort to prepare soldiers for civilian life. To that end I spent the majority of this week in ACAP meetings. ACAP is an acronym describing the organization that guides the soldier in his transition. What ACAP stands for would be easy to look up if I actually cared to expend the effort. The meetings were informative, if a little dull at times. I confess to repeatedly succumbing to the siren song of the Sandman.
The people I met at the meeting were interesting - one was a high ranking officer who dealt with secret research projects, a couple were retiring Command Sergeant Majors (the highest enlisted rank in the Army excluding the Sergeant Major of the Army. I wonder what his ACAP meetings would be like!), but most were young soldiers like me. What we all had in common was our eagerness to be free. We were instructed to use first names and wear civilian clothes. Most were only to happy to comply.
Instruction was aimed at re-integrating us into the job force. We learned how to dress, how to speak, how to compose a resume, how to look for a job, and how to network among other things. We also learned about the benefits we were entitled to because of our military service and how best to take advantage of them.
I learned several things:

My resume is a haphazard, slovenly mess.
Employers will probably hire me anyway, eventually.
Certain women think I am Drop Dead Gorgeous. (DDG TM)

The last realization came during casual conversation with some buddies from my Battalion who were also in the class. What led to the stunning relevation (stunning for me anyway) was a casual discussion about wayward wives and how best to deal with them. In one case in particular, I recommended that a fellow soldier "Check that **". Somehow I reached a level of candor and openness with the soldier I was talking to that he felt comfortable saying, "My wife wants to **** you."
I stammered the wittiest reply I could, and then immediately demanded an explanation. Knowing a coworker's wife desired carnal knowledge (while flattering) was unsettling. He explained that her stated desire to perform the horizontal wild animal tango stemmed from an incident at a local nightclub last Fall. A local radio station was holding a sexy pajama contest for tickets to a Ying Yang twins concert. Believing the prize to be one hundred dollars I entered out of a naked desire for cold hard cash. Dressed in a black tank top, Old Navy pajama bottoms adorned with American flags, and Homer Simpson slippers borrowed from a helpful cook, I stole the collective heart of the female attendees at the club. It probably helped that I somehow lost the tank top in the course of the contest. (The stupid thing wouldn't stay on!)
So my buddy's wife saw me there and told her husband. He told me.
Oh and the Ying Yang twins never showed up at the concert. DOH!

OOGA CHAKA

2006-02-01T06:09:00.000Z

Is this why David Hasselhoff is famous in Germany? Because he stars in ridiculous, amateurishly shot, although wildly entertaining music videos? I could do that.

This blog as a thermometer

2006-01-31T14:09:00.000Z

I thought that when I returned to the United States that I would be free to talk about everything I did and everything going on around me in the Army. I am not. I can't tell you what is happening in the battalion formerly known as the proud 1-503D INF. REGT. I can tell you I am sad.
My battalion has always had a reputation for wildness but certain things that have occurred since we returned have crossed the line. Behavior that was acceptable or even expected in Korea just doesn't fly in the United States. I've always said that people in the battalion where going to have trouble adjusting to be in a regular unit after being in Korea and Iraq, and I was right.
I can't talk about what is happening, but not because of OPSEC. I can tell you that this blog is most useful to the military families at home as a thermometer - as an indirect measure of unit morale. When posts are few and far between, and generally negative in character, overall morale is probably low. When I can write freely and openly about events in the unit, business is good. When post are few and far between and maybe a little confused, morale is very good - I've been out partying too much to post to the blog.
On a happier note, I have a tidbit of information to dribble out to certain interested parties. Stop-loss orders, unless I am grossly mistaken (which has happened more than once), only come down ninety days before a deployment or deployment availability. Regular readers of military newspapers have a good idea of when 2BCT, 2ID is available for deployment. If your soldier is hoping to separate from the Army or move to another unit it should be a simple matter to count back the days and decide whether stop-loss orders are likely to interfere. I, for one, have nothing to worry about (I get out of the Army May 6th). My life became much easier when I realized that I could stop listening to the rumors about stop-loss and plan for the future.

Workout Dissatisfaction

2006-01-30T15:14:00.000Z

My schedule changed recently and I have less time to devote to my workout schedule. I decided that I should start working out twice a week. I began searching for a two day a week workout, maybe with an optional third day. Google led me to this workout on AskMen.com. On the face of it, this workout seems like it would be perfect for what I am proposing. But only on the face of the situation - for whatever reason the bench press is one of my weakest lifts, so I need more than three sets of bench press in a week to feel as if I am doing any effective upper body work.
I think I am going to try something like this POWERLIFTING. The caps lock thing was an accident but it seemed appropriate. I've done some cursory research and I am impressed by the anecdotal tales of athletic prowess among Olympic powerlifters - 42 inch vertical leaps, out-running sprinters at 25 meters, and a 6'3" 325 lbs man dunking a basketball. If I weighed 325 lbs I wouldn't be able to tie my shoes much less dunk a basketball.
From now on I think my workout routine is going to look like this:

Barbell Bench Press 6-8 repetitions, 3 sets.
Squats 6-8 repetitions, 3 sets. (substitute leg press or Smith Machine if knee pain increases)
Deadlifts 6-8 repetitions, 3 sets.
Power Cleans 3-5 repetitions, 3 sets.
Push Press 3-5 repetitions, 3 sets.
Dips/Pullup Supersets 10 repetitions, 3 sets.
Squat jumps 3 repetitions, 3 sets. (never more than 50% of one rep max)
Incline Crunch 20-30 repetitions, 5 sets. (or variations to target obliques)

This routine would limit rest between sets to 1 minute and I should probably start using weight belts and wraps. I would start with very light weights in all the new lifts. I would never do this routine on consecutive days, but I would attempt to go to the gym as many times during a week as possible. Of course, if I didn't have the energy I wouldn't bother. I'd do a five minute warm-up and a short cool-down. I'd try to run on my off days. I'd also try to finish everything in an hour and fifteen minutes.
It's worth a shot...
Or I could get fat and blame it on the training I am doing as a line medic with Able Company again.
I am also including a link to power lifters amazing athletic feats.

Ad Sense

2006-01-27T02:35:00.000Z

Astute readers will note that I've enabled Google Adsense on the blog and done it in a big way. I chose to as an experiment and I am hoping that my readers will not find them annoying or offensive shouldn't feel pressured to buy anything to make me money, (BUY! BUY! BUY! Buy expensive stuff!) but if a visitor should happen to see something he/she likes than I do make a little commission from the sale. Thus far, I have made $0.20. WooHoo!

How I would solve The Iran Nuclear Crisis

2006-01-20T05:28:00.000Z

Soldiers are speculating that Iran's insistence on developing nuclear capability could lead to an invasion of Iran. In fact, we speculated about it when we were still in Iraq. I am not in charge nor do I ever plan to be, but if I were I would basically do what we are doing now. It makes sense - negotiations either work and the nuclear threat ends or they don't and the international community join forces to obliterate Iran. The beautiful thing is that building nukes isn't easy so everyone can afford to spend time on probably fruitless negotiations. (What we can't afford is to allow the loons in power in Iran to actually use the nukes.) In the course of negotiations we could impose sanctions over time and pressure China and Russia to cease arms sales to Iran.
The odd thing that people don't realize is that "the transformed" US Army would make short work of the Iranian army. Guerilla warfare is hard, standing armies are easy. All the things we can't do in Iraq we could do to Iran. Also, one would hope that the lessons learned in Iraq would prevent similar problems from cropping up in Iran.
Mostly, I am peeved at Iran for agitating the whole time I was in Iraq. And if they do force a conventional military invasion I am going to be more peeved if I get called back to fight.

Isaac Mizrahi is my hero

2006-01-19T07:31:00.000Z

Isaac Mizrahi is my hero. It's that simple. I don't care that he's gay. I don't care that he babbles inanities on cable television. Isaac Mizrahi is my hero because he felt up one of the world's most prized bosoms on television.
I often think of doing similar things. Often, I can barely restrain myself for reaching out for a handful of female flesh as I watch women pass by in nightclubs; but what Mr. Mizrahi did is something else. He must have no impulse control. I aspire to have as little as he did.
The expression on Scarlett Johansson's face interests me as well. I can sympathize because the only group of people who are more likely to get away with copping a feel than gay men, are straight women. I've had women feel my arm coyly, fondle my chest temptingly, slap my buttocks wantonly, and grab my crotch brazenly. As much as I appreciate female attention, much of the attention I receive results in awkward situations. There isn't much one can do other than smile.
I know I smiled when I saw her smiling.
Watch the video.

Poverty is Good For Me

2006-01-16T05:47:00.000Z

I've discovered that relative wealth is bad for my waist line. So, I suppose I am saying that I am like the vast majority of Americans who lead the globe in fatness despite the constant parade of beauty queens and body building muscle men on television. Even so, I am not fat, as many people are quick to remind me when I complain of needing to lose two inches on my waist. The difference between me and the average Joe is that I lose the inches so that grown women weep for joy when they gaze upon my chiseled frame. Many of my fellow Americans fear that if they don't lose weight that they will soon forget what their feet look like.
So getting back to the wealth angle, I've noted that I am usually thinner when I am poor. Before I joined the Army I weighed 175 pounds and sported a lean, hungry look. I actually was hungry - I often suspect that I joined the Army because my recruiter fed me every time she saw me. In Iraq, food was in short supply, and I spent a lot of time and energy scheming to acquire as much food as possible. I was so successful that I gained 20 pounds, but the austerity of the conditions there also made it easy to cut back and trim down to achieve that chiseled look. At one point, I am sure I was eating fifty dollars worth of canned tuna and protein bars a week.
Now that I am home, restraint has gone out the window. In fact, as I type this I am eating leftover roast beef from the Blackeyed Pea. Perhaps, when I leave the Army I'll stop drinking all that high calorie beer during weekends and start a poverty diet while I search for employment. It might be good for me. It will at least be lower calorie.

The Wild, Wooly World of Supplements

2006-01-09T03:31:00.000Z

I recently began a supplement regimen after going cold turkey for the period of four months and I already want more. I purchased something called an "anabolic matrix kit" from GNC. The kit includes various supplements purported to support intense training. Notably, creatine is included. I have resisted taking creatine for some time. Why? Mostly, because I am contrary and stubborn. Also, I have heard some claim that one can achieve the same results produced by creatine from increased water intake alone.
However, I finally did break down and get some creatine into my regimen. When I was in Iraq, I would buy Bodyonics Pinnacle NoX2 Muscle Builder along with Bodyonics Pinnacle NoX2 Xtender Overnight. I grew huge veins in my arms and large muscles all over. People, including my mother, would regularly inquire if I was taking steroids. I was not, and will not. I eschew any kind of hormone supplements, which is why I probably won't take DHEA ever. Anything else is game however.
I regularly take all sorts of amino acids:

I strongly believe in the use of glutamine. I first took this stuff three years ago before I joined the Army and couldn't believe how fast my body recovered. It was my first experience with supplements and I was astounded by how much I could lift and never feel soreness.
I took carnitine in Iraq because it is said to aid in burning fat. It seemed to work well enough, but after a while I was taking so many different things I couldn't be sure.
Because I failed to read the label of the NO2 products I was already taking I also took additional arginine and ornithine. These are the primary ingredients of any NO2 product so taking extra might have been overkill. But then, with everything else I was taking who knows?
While in Korea I started developing knee pain from all the extra running I was doing so I began taking glucosamine and chondritin sulfate. I know this stuff works because over time the knee pain dissipated without any decrease in my workout load. Everybody should be on this stuff.
As part of the kit I am using now, I take a GNC product called "Amino Burst 3000" - One stop shopping for the discerning/lazy supplement consumer.

In addition, I usually take some sort of multivitamin. I also usually eat enough to feed a small Mexican town for a year. I am too cheap to buy protein or meal replacements, although for a while in Iraq I was so hungry that I ate hundreds of protein bars and many cans of tuna. A college friend had told me how his body building younger brother would eat tuna for the protein content. I ate it because I was positive I was on the verge of starving. Tuna has the side benefit of providing Omega-3 fatty acids - good stuff I assure you.
A new supplement I am intrigued by is Endothil-CR. It's made from tomato extract and was originally researched as a way to fight muscle atrophy. Of course, bodybuilders began putting it to other use. I hesitate to use it because:

I am broke.
It sounds like a pro-hormone or some sort of hormone booster.
Did I mention that I'm broke?

The root of the problem is that the supplement market is unregulated and full of bogus claims and products of dubious worth. The majority of available research comes from the manufacturer selling the product and shouldn't be trusted for obvious reasons. There are a few things universally understood to work but the science for even known supplements isn't as strong as I'd like. So where does that leave the average supplement consumer - "where can I get some steroids?"
So the long and short of it is that I am a supplement junkie. In a small way, I live so that I can work out. I work out so I can look like and perform like a superhero. I want to be Batman in an Army green.

New Year's Resolutions

2006-01-03T14:34:00.000Z

I didn't post this New Year's mostly because I was too busy partying. My first resolution is that I must have that much fun again next year.
My second resolution is to drink more water. Next I want to do a better job managing my finances. Last I want to build a super-hero level physique. I want to look like Batman back in the day with the value pack. (a stomach with so many bulges that it isn't a six pack or even an 8 pack, it looks like the family size case of soda hence the "value pack")

Merry Christmas

2005-12-25T21:17:00.000Z

Merry Christmas!
One would think that as much snow as I've seen in Colorado that I would be enjoying my first white Christmas, but Colorado weather insists on being contrary. Oh well, snow is a little overrated anyway.

Dental Surgery is Fun

2005-12-22T08:06:00.000Z

My mouth is slowly beginning to feel more like someone used a sharp object to pry a wisdom tooth out. I am, of course,thankful for modern dentistry techniques, since someone did actually pry a tooth out, only hours ago. Modern dentistry, despite the obvious advancements in anesthesia, is still somewhat primitive in practice. I watched in disbelief when the dentist stuck some sort of dental tool in my mouth and used it like a crowbar to pop my tooth loose. Then I listened as the tooth cracked audibly and half of it nearly went down my throat. I forced myself not to panic when the dentist and his assistant scrambled to pluck the fragment of my wisdom tooth off of my tonsil, all the while urging me not to swallow.
And that was good dental surgery.
My Dad told me the story of how once he visited a dentist for similar oral surgery (I inherited his crooked wisdom teeth along with nearly every other physical trait I own) and fled the dentist's office bleeding profusely from the gums. I am thankful that at least I didn't feel the need to get up and run in the middle of the tooth removal.

Tooth-less

2005-12-21T23:11:00.000Z

I am posting here, dear reader, after having a successful (thus far anyway) dental surgery. It wasn't painful but having a tooth forcibly pried from one's head is never a pleasant experience. As I type these words the right side of my jaw, lip, and tongue are still numb. When I open my mouth to speak, I sound like a recent stroke sufferer. Saliva and blood accumulate in my mouth rapidly, and I struggle to keep from choking on my own spit. So, in other words, I am ready to celebrate the Christmas season.
MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY NEW YEAR'S everybody!

Car Maintenance

2005-12-19T20:46:00.000Z

I am very slack about car maintenance, which is why I took care to buy the extended warranty when I got my car and why I am very worried about sudden failures of my car's machinery. I constantly fret about the oil level, the transmission fluid, and tire pressure.
Naturally, my mind is next occupied with solutions for my problem and the one that keeps returning to my mind is pain. Not personal pain, although if someone where to flog me each time my car needed maintenance, my car would stay in tip-top shape all the time; but what if the car "felt" pain. People naturally respond to and understand pain in animals and other people. If a car was apparently self-aware and could express sensations of pain to its operator cars would likely suffer from fewer maintenance related problems. Apparent self-awareness isn't as difficult as it seems. (although it probably isn't as easy as I am about to make it seem) The car would only need to monitor a few critical systems to keep the operator abreast of its current maintenance needs. With the advent of low cost wireless communication, engineers could disperse sensors underneath the surface of a car's skin and in the event of an accident the car could pinpoint the damaged area of the body. Better yet, the sensors could be equipped with short-range sonar systems so that the car could "feel" how close it was to obstacles in it's path. Imagine a car that could tell you how far to back up when parallel parking! What's more interesting is that nothing I have proposed requires new technology. I don't know about the price or practicality but I bet the majority of what I have proposed could be built with off the shelf parts. Why not? I wouldn't be surprised if someone is already working on it.

A Ray of Hope Amidst The Chaos

2005-12-15T23:23:00.000Z

When I saw this article on yahoo I wanted to dance. Sunni Arabs becoming involved in the Iraqi political process is that big a deal. To some it means they don't have to endure violence on television; to me, it might mean that I don't have to endure violence in person.
In other news, President Bush and Presidential Candidate McCain have struck a deal on a torture ban. For me, the deal and the potential law officially banning torture means nothing. I don't think interrogators should have tortured as many detainees as they did, but I don't think it should have ever been revealed. I agree with the official ban, but I also think there is nothing wrong with a little clandestine torture of deserving individuals on occasion. Ordinary combatants illegal or otherwise don't need special treatment, but for certain individuals I think we should break out the whips, chains, and Chinese water torture devices. Maybe even call in some of these folks to help out.

Medics to the Rescue

2005-12-15T05:38:00.000Z

I was reading a lengthy article about the lack of school nurses putting children's lives in danger when I realized something: the solution is to send a medic. I could easily have handled every emergency situation listed in the article. Someone with an EMT-Basic license, while not as qualified as a nurse is cheaper and capable of handling emergency situations. The medic doesn't even need to be a full-time medic; a teacher could learn CPR, take the EMT course and provide emergency support for the students. I admit that perhaps EMT training alone would not be sufficient for someone to know how to properly administer medicine but at the very least children wouldn't die as frequently in the emergency situations listed.

First Rock For Life

2005-12-08T20:07:00.000Z

This week my battalion is being re-flagged in conjunction with a change of command. Being "re-flagged" means that we are changing names. We will no long be the 1st Battalion 503D Infantry Regiment.; the battalion will now be known as 1 Battalion 9th Infantry Regiment. No more will our motto be "First Rock!" - the "Rock" is now the "Manchu". I am a little sad and a little perturbed about losing our name and identity to some battalion in the 101st Airborne Div.
The 1-503D has a storied history stretching back to World War II when the battalion was one of the original formations of the fledgling Army Airborne force. The battalion took on the name "The Rock" and the motto "First Rock" from a daring airborne assault of the rock of Corregidor in the Philippine islands. (I have always found it strange that my battalion took so much pride in the airborne portion of the assault when 1-503D actually assaulted by boat and 2-503d actually assaulted from their parachutes.) The battalion went on to fight in Vietnam as part of the 173D Airborne Brigade and was among the first US forces on the ground and among the last to leave. The 1-503D spent the years after Vietnam as part of the storied 101st Airborne Division until 1984 when the unit was deactivated. In 1986 the unit was reactivated and assigned to 2nd Brigade of the 2nd Infantry Division. In 2004 the unit deployed to Ar-Ramadi, Al Anbar province in Iraq, an area reputed to be the most dangerous place in the world at the time.
What angers me most is having to learn a new unit history. I thought I had taken my last history class in college. Time to learn about the Manchu...

Back on the Information Super Highway, also why I hate Paypal

2005-12-06T23:15:00.000Z

I finally have internet in my room. Getting high speed internet in my room has been a long time coming and I can't tell you how much I have missed it. I might even save money since I have been burning precious fuel driving to the library to get internet access or renting expensive hotel rooms so that I could log on. Really...
The other thing I wanted to do is voice my displeasure with Paypal. I don't just hate them - I detest them. I loathe the very air the employees of Paypal breathe. I dislike the company with the intensity of a million suns. I want to find their physical address so I can burn down their buildings and dance in the ashes.
You ask me if I've had a negative experience with Paypal? How did you guess? I won't go into the shocking, gruesome details, but my beef lies with Paypal's verification process. Forgetful users like me are prone to tying up their financial information with multiple Paypal accounts among other complaints.

Christmas Shopping

2005-12-04T15:31:00.000Z

I was Christmas Shopping in the mall when I noticed something interesting. The store employees at Hollister and Abercrombie and Fitch look like they could be extras on the The OC. Not just the clothes, but the hair styles and the attitudes, and well everything.
I immediately tried to extend the comparison to other stores. Banana Republic often looks like it was the costume department for the movie Mr. and Mrs Smith; Express employees look like extras for the TV show Las Vegas, with all the glittering flashy clothes they wear, and Pac Sun could have supplied the wardrobe for every surf movie made in the last ten years although it would be a skimpy wardrobe indeed.
So my idea didn't work out so well.

Get Out of Iraq or Stay In?

2005-11-27T03:17:00.000Z

People who argue that America should get out of Iraq now or soon don't understand the stakes of the contest in the Middle East. If we pull out early, we lose. If we lose, terrorism will grow in Iraq and spread unchecked across the Middle East. People think that terrorists attack because American troops are in the country. These people don't understand terrorism. Terrorist attack because they can.
It is similar to having a malignant tumor. The doctor can give up and stop treatment of the tumor because of the cost but then he will probably forced to amputate the afflicted body part. In this case we cannot amputate. In our case, amputation would require complete annihilation of every living thing in the Middle East. We can pull out but only if we are prepared to nuke the people who live there. That is the only way we can contain the terrorism that is growing there.

Happy Thanksgiving

2005-11-25T17:34:00.000Z

Should I ever meet Billy Cundiff in the street there might be a fight. Stupid kickers, I lost a bet because of him...
I hope everyone had a Happpy Thanksgiving.

Torture and Jarhead

2005-11-14T20:14:00.000Z

I went and saw Jarhead the other day and actually kind of liked it. I noted that all the uniforms were without USMC insignia and name tapes so I am guessing someone in the Department of Defense didn't like it. The movie is anti-war and the book is anti-war but what I appreciate is that both attempt to realistically portray military life. One thing that the movie leaves out that is in the book that I feel is actually very important is the author's decided contempt for anti-war protesters. The author perhaps felt the war was unjustified but he also felt that the anti-war protesters of the time were out of touch with the issues. Which gets me back to my little war memoir, that I am writing. I work on it sporadically and I have seven short chapters complete. Maybe, I'll let ya'll read some.
There is much uproar about the CIA torturing suspected terrorists and how horrible they are for doing that. I happen to think that we should torture suspects. We should just do a better job of keeping it secret. How secret are secret prisons if the Washington Post knows about them? I honestly think that every major government in the world has engaged or is engaged in some form of torture but I think they just don't tell anyone. And what is this I read about CIA agents being unable to carry out assassinations?! I am referring to this passage from the Washington Post article cited above:

The CTC's chief of operations argued for creating hit teams of case officers and
CIA paramilitaries that would covertly infiltrate countries in the Middle East,
Africa and even Europe to assassinate people on the list, one by one.
But
many CIA officers believed that the al Qaeda leaders would be worth keeping
alive to interrogate about their network and other plots. Some officers worried
that the CIA would not be very adept at assassination.
"We'd probably shoot
ourselves," another former senior CIA official said.

What kind of secret agent can't kill people?

Like a Duck

2005-11-10T01:26:00.000Z

I've been racking my brains every day since the last post looking for something to say in the next when I realized that I am like a duck - I look calm on the surface (most of the time anyway) but I am paddling madly to stay a float. And that's alll he wrote.

High Altitude Training

2005-11-03T00:03:00.000Z

I have never really liked running much and moving to Ft. Carson hasn't helped much. People who had taken the APFT (Army Physical Fitness Test) here have told me that running here added at least a minute to your time. I listened but hoped I could overcome the altitude. Well, I can't.
I had a poor showing on the APFT during PLDC at Fort Hood, but I attributed that to a poor choice of diet supplement. (If I see Harvey with another one of those little red and white capsules I am going to beat him to a pulp) I ran a 14:40 2 mile and blamed it on the energy pill I popped 30 minutes before the test. I returned to Ft. Carson after two weeks and ran a 15:40 time in the 2 mile and concluded that I am just fat and out of shape. It's a shame since I had perfect scores in the push-up and sit-up events.
The one constant in my Army career has been if I can do push-ups, I can't run; if I can run, I can't do push-ups. I usually run 2 miles in around 12:30, do 70 push-ups, and 80+ sit-ups. My top priority before I leave the Army is to have all perfect scores.
Today, I did 83 push-ups, 81 sit-ups, and ran 2 miles in 15:40. My performance in the sit-up event was hindered by persistent flatulence. After 50 sit-ups the force of my abdomen contracting was forcing a steady stream of gas from my stomach. By the last ten sit-ups, I was having a fresh explosion of foul smelling gas on each repetition. The officer holding my feet and the NCO grading my performance were convulsing in a storm of giggles. The only reason I didn't laugh was because I couldn't breathe.

Is This Thing on?

2005-10-28T21:47:00.000Z

I just returned from PLDC and I am not in the greatest mood. PLDC will do that to you. (Or as it is called now the Warrior Leader's Course)
I noticed that spam has made its way into the blogosphere by way of comments - which is a low down dirty shame. I think there is no one here but me and the spam artist. SUCKS!
I have exciting news involving, TV, the military, and moose testicles. Chew on that for a while.

PLDC

2005-10-10T17:41:00.000Z

I am going to be in Texas for two weeks for PLDC starting Tuesday. This is one time I am not eagerly awaiting a trip to Texas.

M.I.B. (Missing In the Blogosphere)

2005-10-03T16:51:00.000Z

I am back and I mad as hell. I've been M.I.B. (Missing In the Blogosphere) and I just wrote a quick post to let folks know I am back in the game. So what happens? Internet Explorer chucks it into the digital dustbin never to be seen again. I am late for softball practice, so I won't type out the list of profane things I had to say about Internet Explorer, Microsoft, this computer, and anyone else who might have been to blame for the unforgiveable incident but I want them to be on notice: you have been warned.
I'm baaaaack!

No Army In Louisiana

2005-09-04T23:33:00.000Z

To those wondering why it isn’t a good idea to deploy infantry soldiers to assist in natural disasters in the continental United States, listen closely: infantry soldiers train to kill people. One of the reasons Iraq has been so difficult for us is that we can’t just kill people there. So deploying soldiers not trained for disaster relief or police work would be unfair and lead to another embarrassment for the Army. So until they tell us in advance to train soldiers and develop regular Army units for disaster relief don’t ask. We have our hands full with Iraq already. We already have units trained for the task in the National Guard. Deploy them there.

The Songs From The Year I Really Graduated

2005-09-01T19:39:00.000Z

Whoops! Here is a corrected version of the last post.
The list of the 100 most popular songs of 1997.
Songs I like from that list:

Foolish Games / You Were Meant For Me, Jewel
I'll Be Missing You, Puff Daddy and Faith Evans
Un-Break My Heart, Toni Braxton
I Believe I Can Fly, R. Kelly
How Do I Live, LeAnn Rimes
Quit Playing Games (With My Heart), Backstreet Boys
MMMBop, Hanson
For You I Will, Monica
You Make Me Wanna..., Usher
B***h, Meredith Brooks
Nobody, Keith Sweat
Semi-Charmed Life, Third Eye Blind
Barely Breathing, Duncan Sheik
Mo Money Mo Problems, Notorious B.I.G.
No Diggity, BLACKstreet Featuring Dr. Dre
Hypnotize, Notorious B.I.G
Do You Know (What It Takes), Robyn
Honey, Mariah Carey
Da' Dip, Freaknasty
Where Have All The Cowboys Gone?, Paula Cole
If It Makes You Happy , Sheryl Crow
Everyday Is A Winding Road, Sheryl Crow
Pony, Ginuwine
Building A Mystery, Sarah McLachlan
Tubthumping, Chumbawamba
ESPN Presents The Jock Jam, Various Artists
Don't Wanna Be A Player, Joe
Barbie Girl, Aqua
Let Me Clear My Throat, DJ Kool

Music From the year I graduated

2005-08-29T21:59:00.000Z

This is a list of the top 100 songs from the year I graduated. I got the idea from LDH. (Check out his blog here)
My personal favorites from that year follow:

Too Close, Next
The Boy Is Mine, Brandy and Monica
You're Still The One, Shania Twain
Truly Madly Deeply, Savage Garden
How Do I Live, LeAnn Rimes
Together Again, Janet
All My Life, K-Ci and JoJo
I Don't Want To Wait, Paula Cole
Gettin' Jiggy Wit, Will Smith
You Make Me Wanna..., Usher
Crush, Jennifer Paige
Everybody (Backstreet's Back), Backstreet Boys
I Don't Want To Miss A Thing, Aerosmith
This Kiss, Faith Hill
Sex And Candy, Marcy Playground
Show Me Love, Robyn
Tubthumping, Chumbawamba
I Want You Back, 'N Sync
When The Lights Go Out, Five
Never Ever, All Saints
I Get Lonely, Janet
Say It, Voices Of Theory
Come With Me, Puff Daddy
Semi-Charmed Life, Third Eye Blind
Lately, Divine
Quit Playing Games (With My Heart), Backstreet Boys
Time After Time, Inoj
Cruel Summer, Ace Of Base
Ghetto Supastar (That Is What You Are), Pras Feat. Ol' Dirty Bastard and Mya
I'll Be, Edwin McCain
Ray Of Light, Madonna
Touch It, Monifah
Dangerous, Busta Rhymes
Still Not A Player, Big Punisher Featuring Joe
Foolish Games / You Were Meant For Me, Jewel
Love You Down, Inoj
Heaven, Nu Flavor

**Update**

I was in the car thinking about this when I relaized that I graduated high school in 1997 not 1998. So the post should be titled "Music from the year after I graduated". Here is the right list.

Fly, it's cheaper

2005-08-29T20:49:00.000Z

Before I tell the story of my failed attempt to use Military Space Available Travel, there is something I want to say: **** Space A!
I had to get that off my chest. In reality, Space Available travel is a wonderful thing and under the right circumstances could be a wonderful thing. Space available Travel was less than kind to me. I admit that if I had been more punctual and a little more astute in my scheduling and fact checking, this post would likely be about the great time I had in Hawaii.
My tale of woe begins with the week that I missed two flights to Travis AFB from Petersen AFB in Colorado Springs. I called the Petersen terminal and confirmed a flight on Wednesday of the week I was supposed to leave. To my horror and surprise Wednesday morning, there was never a flight that Wednesday. There were however, flights Monday and Tuesday. I have a witness who is willing to testify in a court of law that I confirmed a flight on Wednesday with no flights before then. I should have known though that personnel cannot give information on flights more than 24 hours ahead of time by phone and confirmed the information given me by calling Petersen's automated telephone schedule information system.
The next misstep was my decision to drive to Travis AFB by way of Dallas. I decided that getting a flight from Travis AFB to Petersen AFB was uncertain so I should guarantee my return transit by driving to Fairfield, California in my 2002 VW Jetta. Bad move. The cost of gasoline and hotel rooms devoured my last paycheck and then some. Even with a free stop in Dallas at my parent's house, the cost was too much. The average cost of gas was $30. I need to refill my tank approximately every 300 miles. So on a drive of 1,700 miles one way, that is 7 refills - $210 dollars. Add the cost of sleeping at motels that aren't frequented by prostitutes and you are talking about a serious chunk of change. And that is in only one direction. The cost can be lessened some by not sleeping but not sleeping raises the potential cost astronomically when you think of the cost of replacing a car totaled by driving off the side of a mountain after falling asleep. Not to mention potential damage to one's health.
When I arrived at Travis AFB my flights were either canceled or filled by higher priority passengers. Bummer. I didn't even get a chance to visit San Francisco or Sacramento, 1 hour away and 45 minutes away respectively.
I tried to salvage the whole shebang with an overnight stop in Los Angeles. Huge mistake. I had a dreadful misadventure in West Hollywood, when I discovered that I was the only heterosexual male in 4 city blocks. I should have just gone home when the establishment I first attempted to visit, I-Candy, was closed for a private party. I should have gone home when I discovered the next one down the street was having Drag Queen night - I figured it out when one of the very tall women in miniskirts standing outside the club told a passerby "We have bigger ****s than you!" I should have gone home when I warned the young black man in the black SUV that the next club was populated with Drag Queens and he replied, "It's ok, I have a fetish for that sort of thing."
Instead, I drove down the street (Santa Monica BLVD. for those of you planning a trip to West Hollywood) and resolved to try another place. I was soon joined by a short Hispanic Male with an earring in the left ear. (I don't know the significance of an earring in the left ear I am just emphasizing it to entertain those of you in the audience. So be entertained.) He walked with me and offered to buy me a drink. I thanked him and told of my misadventures at I-Candy earlier than night. He replied, "Well, I think you are the eye candy."
I, of course, said "Umm, thanks I guess." I should have run screaming into the night, but good sense has never been one of my strong points apparently. I started to walk into a place called "Rage" with my new friend, Freddy, in tow but something stopped me. I couldn't place my finger on it but something was not right. Later, I would have realized that it was probably the fact that there were no women in the crowd on the patio, or the gigantic posters of half-naked men visible from the doorway. One of the two should have clued me in. Instead, Freddy and I went to the next place down. (I don't remember the name which is just as well since I probably shouldn't be giving gay and lesbian bars free advertising anyway.) I walked in and saw numerous females in attendance and entered gladly. I walked straight to the unisex restrooms and stood in line with two females for the two bathrooms. The restroom I used had an inoperative toilet which I warned the female in line behind me of the problem, to which she replied "It's OK". It was definitely not ok.
I returned to the bar where Freddy was waiting with the drink he promised me and asked him bluntly: "Are you hitting on me? Because I am not gay."
He replied, "You're not? Why do I always talk to the straight guys?" He further informed me that he assumed I was since everybody else in West Hollywood is. I returned to my hotel room much sadder and wiser that night. I was returning to my car lamenting out loud "What have I done to myself?" To which a passing gay male replied "I don't know, but the question is what would I do to you?"
The one good thing that came of the night is my interaction with a homeless man sleeping on the street who I bought a piece of cheese cake. You can find his picture here. it looks a little like an Impressionist painting.
So the moral of the story is: "Fly, it's cheaper." Driving anywhere with gas prices being what they are is sheer madness.

HAWAII!

2005-08-21T22:22:00.000Z

YES! I am finally going!

Idaho's Adventures in La-La Land

2005-08-20T17:13:00.000Z

My adventures in LA come to a close today. I am a little disappointed at some of the things I missed – the Hollywood sign, the LA nightlife, etc – but I did have a nice 5 mile run on Venice beach.
After the beach, I went straight to a restaurant/bar right next to the beach. I simply wiped the sand off my legs and threw on a shirt. While waiting for my food I met a Hollywood still photographer. He was friendly and invited me to come hang out.
I didn’t post any tantalizing pictures of Venice beach babes, because I didn’t want to be the one pervert on the beach sneaking up to unsuspecting women with my camera phone. Mostly, because the women were not unsuspecting; women eye single guys on the beach walking around like each male who passes could potentially be a rapist.
I did stare at this one woman and her husband more than common courtesy allowed because I thought she looked like Courtney Cox and he looked like David Arquette. Singly, I wouldn’t have made the connection to either one, probably because they were both a little out of shape and didn’t quite have that Hollywood body. But together, I began to wonder if somehow Courtney and David Arquette had simultaneously gone on binge diets. So I approached and asked and they weren’t. Too bad.

To Blog and Die in LA

2005-08-19T17:09:00.000Z

I am not going to have time to explain the reference in the title because I am blogging with a scant 39 minutes of battery life in my laptop. I am definitely in LA now. I am a little surprised and disappointed because I expected the streets to be filled with beautiful people, but alas, the streets are not teeming with movie star potential.
I am holed up in a hotel in what I suspect is China Town or at least near it. The majority of the hotel staff are Asian and the rest are Hispanic. Fully half of the guests are Asian and speak something other than English. Strange...
Expect the moblogging to continue.

Blogging from the rest stop again

2005-08-17T14:10:00.000Z

I am at the Donley County rest stop again blogging but this time I printed off directions to my location, Fairfield, California. The quality of the print is low but tolerable for my purposes. Other states should get with the program.

Neat Firefox trick

2005-08-17T06:18:00.000Z

Here's a reason to download Firefox and dump Internet Explorer: RSS feeds. You can see an example of why Firefox is cool if you try this on a computer with Firefox installed. When you visit my page in Firefox look for the orange icon at the bottom right of the page. Clicking on the icon gives you the option of subscribing to my ATOM or RSS feed. Subscribing to my feed will add the blog to your bookmarks and allow you to browse new posts from your bookmarks folder. Cool huh?
You can also subscribe to my blog manuallyby going to "bookmarks" on the toolbar and clicking "manage bookmarks". Once there, click the "File" menu on the toolbar and select "New Live Bookmark". On the menu that pops up add "my website with this RSS feed url: http://feeds.feedburner.com/WhoIsIdahosaEdokpayi?format=usm.

Site maintenance

2005-08-17T02:55:00.000Z

When I put in the new blog template, I neglected to put in the RSS and ATOM syndication. (Those of you with news readers know what I am talking about.) I also didn't bother to make sure that permalinks were working. (Permalinks are the permanent links to each blog post. This way users can link individual posts) I have fixed all that. Enjoy the improved interface!

Pretty people in ugly clothes

2005-08-15T23:43:00.000Z

Just as Awful Plastic Surgery presents many pretty (or not so pretty) people with awful plastic surgery, Go Fug Yourself presents many of the same people in "fugly" clothes. "Fugly" is a slang term meaning "freaking ugly", well perhaps "freaking" is a little milder than the actual word but I am sure you understand. I think it is all hilarious. Check out the section devoted to Britney Spears.

I have a dirty mind

2005-08-14T18:42:00.000Z

This ad I saw at a blog called the "Gothamist" made me double-take. I admit to keeping my mind in the gutter a significant portion of the day. But what would you think?

I'm Rachel Wacholder

I will Lay Out
For Every Last Ball

What was she thinking

2005-08-13T03:24:00.000Z

Jennifer Connelly, movie star, recently said something interesting. I thought it was a publicist's job to keep stars from saying things like this:

I do like to read a book while having sex. And talk on the phone. You can get so much done. If the room’s dark enough, I like to do some online shopping

I saw the story at Huffington Post, a website so unerring and boringly elitist and liberal that I feel guilty for even linking to them.
The quote came from here. Maybe it's a hoax or maybe her husband, actor Paul Bettany, is even more embarassed than she is.

Email Forwards

2005-08-12T08:23:00.000Z

Stuff that people would email to everyone in their address books, I just post on my blog. These videos made me laugh so hard, I snorted embarrassing little snot bubbles up. Ok, maybe I didn't laugh that hard but the videos are hilarious.
Gem Sweater is the first video, an inspired bit of hilarity about tacky clothing set to a beat.
Beat Dazzler is more of the same.

Photos of the Road Trip

2005-08-12T07:39:00.000Z

I don't aspire to photojournalistic greatness since my photography technique is "fire and forget". Many of these photographs were taken from the Jetta at 70+ mph with the camera held in one hand and haphazardly aimed at items of interest. I like the pictures though and thought you might too. Check them out here.

Texas Rest Stops Are Cool

2005-08-11T12:26:00.000Z

Rest stops in Texas have Wi Fi. How cool is that? The last picture in the mobolog is actually the rest stop I am posting from now.
I just drove 400+ miles I think I should go crash. (I meant sleep; not actually crashing my car!)

Double Secret Blog

2005-08-10T18:44:00.000Z

There is a poster at Huffintgon Post who has a secret blog. He says everything I think about Huffington Post (admittedly I don't read it much). The delicious part about the whole thing is that he works for Huffington Post! I am sorry, I just love it when employees dish about their bosses.

Lend a Hand?

2005-08-08T22:12:00.000Z

Liberal interest groups complain volubly about the war in Iraq but conveniently ignore the things they could do to help the people of Iraq. Why aren't more feminists talking about women's rights in Iraq? Why isn't the ACLU helping support an independent Iraqi judiciary? Why don't we hear more about humanitarian groups sending their support?
I know it is dangerous - I was there. But you don't have to be there to help. Many American troops would be glad to do certain tasks and there are surprisingly many relatively safe areas that humanitarian groups could work from. Put your money wear your mouth is.
Christopher Hitchens had this idea first and argues more effectively than I have in an article at Slate.com.

Female Army Captains win Beauty pageants

2005-08-05T19:00:00.000Z

Two female Army captains won the Mrs. Texas International and Mrs. Virginia America pageants. And they said that all the pretty girls joined the Air Force.
http://www4.army.mil/ocpa/print.php?story_id_key=7696

Burn! Hollywood Burn!

2005-08-03T17:19:00.000Z

There are certain people who are worried about Hollywood being in a "Death Spiral". Do I think that Hollywood is in danger? Yes. Am I worried? (Insert R rated expletive here) No! Nothing would make me happier than Hollywood crashing and burning like the Hindenburg blimp. In fact, I think we should help it along. The article in Slate outlines the problem and a few possible solutions or stop gaps to keep Hollywood's aging business model on life support. I would like to outline a possible sabotage tactic.
The danger Hollywood is in is self-imposed. First-run movies are in trouble because DVD's are sold so soon after the movie premieres. Hollywood used to have a 6 month moratorium on video sales after a movie premiered. DVD's and specifically children's DVD's changed that. Now studios often target peak retail periods by releasing movies to the home video market as soon as 3 months after a box officer premiere, robbing the box office of vital dollars. The studio makes more money overall but at the expense of their movie distribution departments and the major movie theater chains. The major movie studios cannibalized the box office market for a quick buck. Now the major studios fear that their treasured box office is in jeopardy. WHO CARES!
I think a small but determined group of movie-goers could push the situation over the brink with one simple rule: Never see a movie in the first week. Studios depend on huge blockblusters with ridiculously profitable opening days to make money. I don't have specific numbers but I am willing to venture that 50% of a movie's box office gross comes in the first week and much of that in the first day. If the studios were denied that initial influx of profit they would likely panic. Movie-goers could continue all their usual purchasing habits and the studio executives would still stagger out of their high-rise offices in consternation.
The fear in major studios circles is that the demise of the box office would damage marketing and promotion. Studios believe that even the home video market is dependent on the box office to promote the DVD's they sell. I think anything that undermines the movie industry as it stands now is a healthy thing. I for one am already standing breathlessly, waiting in line for the next "Austin Powers" sequel and I think that the executive who greenlighted the project "Dude, Seriously Where is my Car" deserves recognition for his daring and genius.
I just need to come up with a way to spread my idea. I have ideas though...
Here is the first part of the article about the "Hollywood Death Spiral" and here is Part 2.

Check out my car!

2005-08-02T17:31:00.000Z

This is my car!

Guerilla War Negotiation Tactics Guide to Buying a Used Car

2005-08-02T15:53:00.000Z

I recently bought a used car and I want to gloat about the great deal I got. I also want to share some of the techniques I used to get that great deal. I want to note two things before I begin: I would never buy a new car. New cars are terrible investments because of the immediate depreciation. I hate owning something that isn't worth what I am paying. New cars do have a slight reliability advantage (warranty) and come with that new car smell. Someday when I have too much money to care if I waste a little I'll start buying new cars. Most likely, I'll be too old to enjoy my purchase, and will be buying tiny red sports cars to boost my sagging ego. Second, I would never buy a car outright with cash because if I had that much money to spend, it would probably be best spent elsewhere. (A down payment on a house for instance)

Plan your Attack: Those of you who read this blog know that I recently returned from Iraq. The austere living conditions allowed me plenty of time to think and I was able to spend this time thinking about what I would do when I returned. I used the extra money I was earning at the time to pay of some old credit card bills I accrued in college and I managed to save up a little money. I even loaned my brother some money to pay tuition at college. (I am not however an angel, I spent the majority of the rest of the money on DVD's, XBox games, and expensive designer clothes. A shout out to my favorite online retailers Amazon, Bluefly, Levis, The Gap, and Figleaves. I should own stock in those companies considering how much I have meant to their bottom line.) Having good (well ok, fair) credit and a large down payment widen your options and allow you to operate from a position of strength.
Decide what you want: It is helpful to know what one is looking for in a car in terms of performance, gas mileage, price, mileage, etc before arriving at the dealership. One can quickly eliminate most of the cars on the lot and concentrate on just the ones you want. It is even more helpful to have a make and model already picked out. Even if you don't purchase the Porsche 911 you had your heart set on, the dealer can still get you a sweet deal on a car just like it since he has a good idea of what you like.
Take advantage of the kindness of strangers: Dealers offer various enticements to get you into the dealership. Take everything you can. I am not sure how eating free pizza or bumming a ride from employees of the dealership helped me buy a car but I had fun doing it.
Have no loyalty: If you have an existing relationship with lenders or dealers by all means take advantage, but you shouldn't hesitate to bolt if you can find a better deal.
Arrange financing beforehand: I lucked out on this one (because I didn't do it!) but knowing where the money is being borrowed from is an important part of negotiating from a position of strength.
Realize that your smiling salesman/saleswoman is probably a scumbag: If you trust the dealer and his sales staff too much they will take advantage. They have to. Sales personnel only make money when you buy a car and will do everything they can to sell you one. Dealerships are looking to maximize profits on every car sold and have no qualms about making a buck off of an unsuspecting customer. Besides, you should be intensely suspicious of someone who is always smiling. Especially, if his smile reminds you of a shark.
Do research: I got an assist on my brother on this one, but doing research will give you a definite leg up in negotiations since the dealer will have more difficulty swindling you of your hard earned money with bogus claims about the lemon sitting in his lot. The internet is critical for this since it is a large repository of impartial (ok maybe not impartial but at least you didn't get it from the dealer) observations about cars. You will want to compare prices for vehicles with similar mileage and age.
Take a friend or at least a cell phone: It is great to have a friend to play devil's advocate. When negotiating stop at intervals to go confer with your friend. Even if you are just discussing baseball, the sales personnel will get nervous and feel pressured to sweeten the deal. Your friend can interject at inopportune moments with comments like "I saw that car for a grand less at the dealership next door. I think we should leave." What can be even more effective is bringing a cell phone along. When negotiating terms for purchasing my car, I would call my brother up to confirm details the salesman gave me and compare prices. I even had him pay for a twenty-five dollar membership at Carfax.com so I could check the history of a car I was considering. The salesman actually thought I was talking to another dealership when I would call him to compare prices; I should have let him continue to think that.
Comparison shop: Once you zero in on the car you want, you will want to know if you can get a better deal elsewhere. There will almost always be a car with a lower price somewhere else. You can try this gambit: Choose the cheapest car you you can find within 25 mi. Of your zipcode on Autotrader.com. There will most likely be car several thousand dollars cheaper than the one you are looking at. This car will most likely be a lemon. That is fine. You can still use it as leverage during negotiations. The dealer most likely will suspect that the car is a lemon too and try to dissuade you from considering the cheaper car on these grounds. Make a show of checking out the car (Carfax.com!) and reporting that there is nothing wrong with it. Remember that just because you check a car on Carfax doesn't mean it can't be a lemon. Cars often have serious problems that go unreported. (A friend told me that one important thing to check for is rust. Have the dealer raise the bottom of the car so you can inspect the underbelly for rust). If the cheaper car is not a lemon and the dealer is reputable you can always save time by just buying the cheaper car. Or if you are a sadist like me and like to see grown men and women squirm you can wait around longer and continue negotiations. The object of any negotiations with a dealer should be to find the lowest price he can sell to you for. Your offers should be realistic but low enough to force a favorable compromise. Start with the price of your lemon or a random lowball offer and work up slowly. Ignore the sales personnel's petty tricks; my sales man tried to sneak a higher offer by me by offering a proposed deal that included monthly payments but omitted the most important detail - the overall price.
Be unconventional: Dealers resort to cheap theatrics all the time. Do not be afraid to use some of your own. I walked off the lot during negotiations no less than three times. I yakked on my cell phone to my brother about car prices in full view of the sales staff. I used a car with bald tires, a beat up paint job, and a rusted underbelly to force them to lower their asking price. I had fun doing it too.
Be ruthless: Negotiating to buy a car is like negotiating a peace treaty with the North Koreans. Neither side really trusts the other and has good reasons not to. You shouldn't feel bad about hardball negotiating tactics as long as you do not do anything overtly dishonest or illegal. The dealer is doing the same thing you are. All is fair and love and war; guerilla warfare and used car negotiaions are the worst.
Have fun: If I thought I could get away with it, I would sell the Jetta and buy a new car everyday. Just don't start gloating until you leave the parking lot. Car dealerships look askance at people doing victory dances in the back of someone else's pickup truck.

Have leave form will travel

2005-07-27T16:33:00.000Z

I can't say with absolute certainty due to security restrictions on military space available travel but I am going to be sitting on a beach in Hawaii very soon.

MoBlogging!

2005-07-27T16:18:00.000Z

I am a moblogger now! There might be a SNAFU with the picture, but I do have a camera phone from which I can post pictures.

I am home!

2005-07-27T14:44:00.000Z

It's great to be home. I was unable to locate anywhere to logon the internet but I did locate the local club scene. I have been busily partying since Friday when I got off the plane. The 1-503D landed in Colorado Springs Friday morning and landed on the police blotter that night. Our battalion did manage to avoid the dreaded DUI so we were somewhat well behaved.
Our reception in Colorado Springs has been overwhelming. The local populace is very knowledgeable about the military and knows which units are being re-deployed to Fort Carson. They also know that we spent a year in Korea before that. The local merchants have extended discounts on clothes and various consumer goods for our benefit. The local female population has even made efforts to embrace the returning soldier. We are very happy.
I am going to be on the move again either Friday or Monday. I am hoping to be in Hawaii in a week. Have fun folks.

Geeking out

2005-07-19T17:08:00.000Z

Check out the new periodic table! Ain't it cool?

May I speak freely?

2005-07-19T16:13:00.000Z

I am no longer constrained (much) by the rules of OPSEC because well there is nothing really happening.
I am in Kuwait (as I say that I cringe reflexively because of a year of OPSEC rules)and AAFES (Army, Air Force Exchange Service) scheduled a bazaar in the camp that the 1-503D has taken up temporary residence in. I walked in out of curiosity and was accosted by several vendors. There are few things more surreal or laugh inducing than being told by a bearded, un-hip-looking Arab man to "Hook it up Dog! Check it out!" I did my best not collapse into an avalanche of giggles.
Iraq was hot this time of year, but the heat in Kuwait lies at the threshold of tolerability. Hell must be especially close to the surface in this part of the world. Home (or at least Colorado) is so close at this point that I might just explode.
By the way, for those of you planning to grow human brains in chimpanzees here is an article in the NY Times with some handy ethical guidelines.

An environment of pain, suffering, and violence

2005-07-16T01:54:00.000Z

I motivate myself with self abuse when I work out. I scream, grunt, and curse. I like loud music when I lift weights. I am trying to create an environment of pain, suffering, and violence when I work out. It works pretty well for me. Working out is usually a social activity but for me perhaps, exercise should be a solitary activity.
I was in the weight room the other day trying to motivate myself between sets and began talking to myself: "You said you wanted to step up the ************* intensity, so step it up!"
I thought I was speaking under my breath but the opened-mouth stare of a man just a few feet from me told me otherwise. I immediately explained between laughs that I was talking to myself and meant no offense. I suppose I was lucky he wasn't bigger.

Chillin'

2005-07-14T18:54:00.000Z

I make a point of not talking about what goes on in Iraq to the point of paranoia. I also realize that many of the people who read this website have ways of getting this information without me. So most of you know what it is that I am not talking about. So I don't even need to talk about whatever it is that I am not talking about, and... this is getting tiresome. Just check your email for crying out loud! (A good place to find things I don't talk about are at Ryan Kirk's blog and at the Family readiness page)
There are those in my platoon who have been visiting my website from time to time and directing others to visit. I think they might be a little disappointed in what they find or don't find on the blog. For instance, there are no pictures here! Imagine that. Have fun reading.
As the title suggests, I am just chillin'. Just a little longer...

Male Badunkadunk

2005-07-09T03:24:00.000Z

Long time ago, when Napster was cool, I downloaded an MP3 called "Britney Curses". Indeed, it did have Britney Spears cursing up a blue streak backstage with her mother before a concert. The funniest thing about the audio clip though was not the profanity, it was Britney's chagrin at her inability to fit into a pair of pants: "These pants are too small, I grew!"
Well, I am not laughing now, since I have the same problem. I've been lifting weights and doing squats and lunges as if they were going out of style for a while now and I have seen results all over. The one result I didn't see was in the back, especially since I never look at that.
So now I've got "Ghetto Booty" so bad that my platoon sergeant gave me all his extra large PT shorts so people would stop staring. The truth is I don't care if people stare. Of course, I would be happier if they were female but attention can be used to advantage.

Tooting My Own Horn and other topics

2005-07-05T23:18:00.000Z

I was on a vehicle convoy today with my eyes fixed on the road when my mind began to wander. Minds do tend to wander when driving through Iraqi sandstorms. I should have my own list of public appearances like actors do at imdb.com. So, here is my lists of public appearances:

1999? I appeared in a piece done by a local news station (Channel 4? I think the station is now Channel 11 or most likely I just remember wrong) about the supposed danger of drinking Mountain Dew. Broadcasters interviewed various University of Texas at Dallas students about what they knew about Mountain Dew.
Fall/Winter 2003. I appeared in a segment CNN did on the 91W "Combat Medic" at Fort Sam Houston. The rest of my time at Fort Sam Houston, I was known as the "star" for my CNN interview even though in the actual segment that was broadcast, I say nothing during the interview and when I do speak it is only to shout "Move! Let's move!" at my team as we struggled through a patrol during a field exercise.
June 2004. I made a radio appearance on "The Edge" morning show in Dallas. I did get on the show through rather dubious circumstances, but it never ceases to amaze me how comfortable complete strangers feel about laughing at me. I suppose it doesn't help that most of the time I am laughing too.

I also sang the national anthem in a smallish group in Basic Training for Family Day. That was actually a lot of fun since most of the choir failed to show up but the people who did (excluding me most likely) had really great voices. We rocked the house in front of thousands of parents, friends, and family.

I sang the national anthem again in AIT at the change of command ceremony and at graduation. The first time the group was so polished and powerful that I felt out of place singing along. I kept wondering when someone was going to walk up and say "Ya'll sound great, but Edokpayi..." We didn't sound as good at graduation, mostly because key members of the group were missing. (Radka, buddy where are you?) Also, I know for a fact that I sounded terrible that day since I was nursing a nasty cold which became a full blown case of influenza as soon as I got home. I also really didn't care how I sounded since I was going home the same day.

I also sang in the choir and did numerous skits in church, back when I actually still attended church regularly and not just the chaplain's meetings so I could tell my mom I went. I was told that I was actually quite funny. Now when I get the urge to perform, I tell the other medics a few jokes and they tell me that I have a day job for good reason and I should never quit.

In other news, Backstreet is Back! This not good news. Why, you ask? I'll tell you why. As a male who listened to more Backstreet back in the day than he'd care to admit, I have less room to talk then most, but I think Backstreet should make room for new pop acts. Pop music is designed to be disposable. If a band aims to be something more, fine. But, lets face it Backstreet was never really anything more than bubble gum music for the kids, or a guilty pleasure for adults. No matter how tunefully, or soulfully they sing, the Backstreet Boys are still singing meaningless love songs aimed directly at teenage angst. The problem is that pop stars used to fade into obscurity or grow up. Now because of the amount of money they earn and the amount of money they could earn they have incentive to do neither. What they are doing is waiting until the kids who originally listened to them have grown up and moved on. When the old fans have grown up they target the next generation. Guess what? If you were fifteen in 1998 and listened to the Backstreet Boys, they probably don't want you back. They're after your younger sister, who now buys more CD's than you do and still has the ability to lead your parents around by the purse strings. Such is life.

Camminati I hope you're reading!

Independence Day In Iraq!

2005-07-04T19:19:00.000Z

Have a safe and happy Independence Day! I did if you leave the "safe and happy" part out.

Freedom isn't Free, especially if you are poor

2005-06-29T03:26:00.000Z

Something that annoys many soldiers is how a certain class of people seem to be oblivious to the fact their countrymen are fighting and dying. Oh when they see you in person, they seem concerned enough, but not enough to fight themselves or do anything about the war.
There is a group of people, a warrior class, who serve, who fight, and who die. Their parents sacrificed, their children join the military, and they even meet their spouses in the service. The problem is that the military can't meet recruiting goals just by recruiting these people and their children. People say they support the troops and send care packages, but the support we need most they won't provide.
It seems to me that freedom isn't free unless you are rich enough to not care.

Where my money goes

2005-06-26T02:33:00.000Z

Even when I am not stranded in a desert, I spend an inordinate amount of time online. This wouldn't be a problem if I didn't spend money online, but I do - in bundles. I spent $400 this week at bluefly.com . Why? I really wanted those Dolce & Gabbanna jeans. I don't even really need more jeans, or sweaters for that matter, which is the what I spent the other $300 or so dollars on. I am already buying fall clothes when all I wear is desert camoflauge and it's 100+ degrees outside! I think I might need counseling.
Don't even get me started on Amazon. I've spent so much money there that I should own stock. What's worse is that I primarily order DVD's, and I really only ever watch them once. Sad. Even used, I think I would need to watch the DVD at least four times to get a decent return on investment. Luckily for my financial well-being, I have temporarily kicked the Amazon habit. I can't order any more DVD's since my time in Iraq grows short.
By the way, bluefly.com has a fashion blog, flypaper, that's diverting in a catty fashionista sort of way. I visit every so often even though I am never sure why.

More Introspective Claptrap

2005-06-23T20:19:00.000Z

I was navel-gazing recently and I realized that there was one aspect of my trip home that I didn't enjoy as much as I could have - the never ending quest for female companionship. I didn't miss out completely now, but I think I could have done better.
Like most males my age, I primarily seek out shallow, short lived relationships with women. There are men that are happy with that. I don't know that I can be. Men brag about the number of women they are seeing and how beautiful all their potential mates are, but I don't think that men honestly place that much importance on a woman's physical attractiveness. What men do consider to be important is their status in the eyes of other men. Men seek approval from other men of the women they date. There are women that many men would be perfectly happy with if not for fear of the disapproval of their friends.
My argument is an oversimplification, the reasons men seek out beautiful women are slightly more complex than what I have said, but I think that peer pressure is out there. Men put their friends under pressure to meet girls and meet only girls that they approve of.
I also think that another problem is that approaching a woman for a one night stand is easier than trying to find long term intimacy. Seriously, I could see myself approaching a women and saying casually "I think you and me should hit the hay." (and given my charm and shattering good looks women just might say "ok!") How do you ask for a meaningful, longlasting relationship and where do you find girls who want the same? I can't exactly see myself approaching a woman and saying, "I think you and I should have a meaningful, longlasting relationship."
Then of course, it isn't like my lifestyle is conducive to meeting girls in the first place. Women don't seem to like it when you only come around two weeks every year.
I am seriously amazed that anybody ever gets married.

Talking and not saying anything

2005-06-22T06:09:00.000Z

I am going to continue this blog's habit of studiously avoiding saying anything substantive about what it is that happens here in Iraq, but oblique hints at upcoming events will start appearing at alarming frequency.
For instance, there is the subject of my upcoming return to "The land of the Free and the Home of the Brave", as opposed to the "Land of the Scared and the Home of the Enslaved" where I am currently residing. The 1-503D INF REGT is coming home to state the issue baldly. I just can't say when exactly, but I will point out that we arrived last year in August and the majority of combat tours in the Army last approximately a year. When you also consider the fact that (unsubstantiated by any official statistics) that the 1-503D has suffered the most casualties of any similar sized element in the military, you might think that my colleagues and I deserve a little break.
The problem of course is that nothing I say is official, and the Army reserves the right to do anything they feel is necessary. For example, tomorrow the Department of the Army might find it necessary to send this blogger for a one year tour in Antartica, where medics are desperately needed. It is entirely within the realm of possibility.
If compromised, I will deny all knowledge of this communication and this blog will self-destruct.

The Quest to Look Better Naked

2005-06-20T17:46:00.000Z

I am not starting any new fitness challenges, but I am looking to get in super condition for my trip to Hawaii and after that Las Vegas. All the women I met who cared to comment were very appreciative of the work I did before my visit to Dallas. However, that is no longer enough. I have to look better next time. I didn't measure, but I am pretty sure that I failed to meet my target waist measurement of 32". I am also short of my target max bench press, 300 lbs. There is a workout I saw in "Men's Health" that I wanted to try but required the purchase or acquisition of Chuck Taylor All Star's. I would have gotten them while I was home but I was too busy making sure that all the women in sight were able to fully enjoy all the work I had done in the gym. They at least knew they had the option, anyhow.
It's not just about impressing the ladies now either. It's become a competition. With my unit's time in Iraq coming to and end, other soldiers are working out also and one must maintain bragging rights in the weight room. I came back and heard stories of how other medics have suddenly started bench pressing 300 lbs out of the clear blue. Clearly, a great deal of pride is at stake. So I return to the gym with increased intensity. Besides, it not like there is anything better to do. The one good thing about being in bored in Iraq, is that it has a handy side benefit - one often ends up looking really great naked.

Love and innocence

2005-06-20T02:35:00.000Z

The thing that surprises me most about myself, that even with my limited experience with relationships with the opposite sex, I have already lost my ability to fall in love innocently. I already distrust women so much that I am unable to give myself completely to a woman just because it feels right. I will never experience "love at first sight". It's a shame that young people have already experienced or witnessed so many dysfunctional relationships by the time they are the marrying age that marriage looks distasteful.
I suppose it all goes back to what I did while I was home and dissatisfaction with my lack of female companionship. I had fun, don't get me wrong, but when I blame the transience of my relationships with women on my transient lifestyle I get the feeling that I am copping out. It's not that I don't want more than a one night stand or passing friendship. I just don't know how to go about getting more. I don't know how to ask for it.

The Texas I-35 Party tour

2005-06-19T02:39:00.000Z

Should you ever find yourself in Texas, you might wonder what there is to see and do after 10 pm. I was in Texas a week ago and I wondered the same thing. I did extensive research and the following post is a summary of my findings. Houston was not included to save time and gas, the other three major cities in Texas are all accessible from I-35. Houston is a side trip I'll save for another time.
I'll start with Dallas. The night life in Dallas doesn't start until Tuesday, although I suppose one could find a cozy little meet-market in Addison off the Dallas North Tollway Monday night. Tuesday nights are beach volleyball league night at Jack's Pub on Hall St. off I-75 in the Uptown neighborhood. I would go to ogle the pretty girls in beach volleyball wear and drink beer. Girls could come to scope out the shirtless men in board shorts. The volleyball is just an excuse.
Wednesday night means Carson's Live in Addison at Trinity Mills and the Tollway in Addison or Cowboy's in Arlington at 360 and Abrams. Carson's has a weekly beauty pageant involving women in bikinis and evening wear. Cowboy's has a raucous college night and various contests involving half-dressed college age contestants.
Thursday and Friday nights were a crapshoot for me. The second week I was in town, I partied in Austin and San Antonio on those nights. I hear Deep Ellum (take 75 south into downtown and take the Live Oak exit west) isn't bad on Friday. The first Thursday I went to this place called Uropa in Deep Ellum. My experience there got off on the wrong foot when an underage hottie tried to seduce me into buying her and a girlfriend rum and coke. Moral dilemmas do not a good evening make. The wet t-shirt contest helped a little though.
Saturday nights, social climbers should make their way to a place called the Obar. Supposedly, that is where DFW's social elite go to see and be seen. I went with some new friends I made and drank myself under the bar. I did notice that the crowd there is of the fashion model look-a-like variety. I saw a lot of exceeding tall people in expensive clothing.
Once party-goers tire of Dallas night life they should jump in their rental car (but only after an appropriate interval to allow their hangover to subside) and make their way to Austin. On the way, I recommend a pit stop in Hillsboro, TX and the Lone Star Cafe. Lone Star Cafe is a chain restaurant in Texas with an open bar and down home cooking. I especially recommend the cheese cake chimichangas. Once in Austin, astute party people should stay in the Super-Eight motel nearly directly across I-35 from Sixth Street. The motel is not only within walking distance of the "Live Music Capital" of the nation; it's cheap too. I have to admit that I don't frequent Austin's live music venues when I visit. I am more interested in the fact that Austin residents supposedly consume more alcohol in public then any other city in the country. (I got that tidbit from a popular men's magazine, my limited personal experience does support the fact that Austin drinks more than any town I've seen) I go to Austin to hit on the drunken college girls.
The only reason San Antonio isn't the best place to party in Texas is that Austin is an hour and half north. The River Walk is lined with pubs and clubs with enough variety to please the youthful population of military personnel and college students. The local industry is "hospitality". My favorite place to go in town is Polly Esther's.
Sunday night party people should perhaps try to sleep off their hangovers. Or one could see if Club Babalu (McKinney Ave in Dallas's Uptown neighborhood) is still the best place to salsa in DFW. I leave the choice up to you.

Party like a sailor on leave

2005-06-11T16:31:00.000Z

I used the word "sailor" in the title but soldiers party hard too. Which is what I have been doing. Leave has been great, to sum it up without getting into detail.
At this moment I am in San Antonio after visiting Fort Sam Houston for old time's sake. I discovered that they actually have the video of my interview with CNN - if you can even call it that. Two years ago, when I was in AIT, CNN produced a segment on 91W, my MOS. The Army has always had medics, but 91W was a new MOS designation made from a combination of two of the old MOS's, 91B and 91C. 91B were "combat medics" - they were always assigned to combat units. 91C worked exclusively in clinics and hospitals. The Army reorganized them both into one MOS and called everybody "combat medics" (the official language is "Healthcare specialist").
So one day in class, CNN showed up with camera crews and started asking questions. Another soldier and I stayed behind to answer a few more questions. The Command Sergeant Major of MEDCOM, the highest ranking enlisted soldier in the medical field, was on hand watching and was so impressed that she gave both of us her "challenge coin". CNN came back later and shot footage of me leading other soldiers on a patrol during our one week field exercise.
In the actual video, I don't say anything other than "Move! Lets move!" But I look cool doing it.

Congressional meddling with military matters

2005-05-28T14:40:00.000Z

It often surprises me how far from reality the people in charge are from the day to day reality of running the military. By the phrase "people in charge" I mean Congress and by "day to day reality" I mean the fact that the Army isn't doing so well in recruitment. Despite the known difficulty the Army is having recruiting new soldiers Congress wants to pass a law limiting the role of women in combat.
I take no stance on whether women should be allowed in combat (right now). What I am taking a stance on is the practical matter of having enough soldiers. Congress wants to exclude women from a host of "combat" roles and prevent women from being assigned to anything smaller than a brigade sized element (if my admittedly hasty reading of the news is correct). I get my news from week old newspapers so this calamity may have already come to pass but I want to everybody reading that women are mission critical tactical assets. The only way for us to have enough soldiers is if women shoulder a large portion of the load. Without getting into specific numbers on troop strength, suffice it to say that entire battalion sized elements (approximately 700 troops) would have to be drastically restructured.
The legislation must not be allowed to pass.
Besides we like having women around. Can you blame us?

Today is the day

2005-05-28T02:53:00.000Z

The only way I could be more excited is if I was getting married. I go on leave today and I am practically on cloud nine.
I'll post an after picture for the 1000 crunch challenge ASAP. I did crunches with near religious fervor for twenty days, but I don't know if there is a visible difference. However, my abdomen is very strong now.
Happy trails!

3 Days...

2005-05-24T21:38:00.000Z

If I don't leave this place soon, I think I shall go stark raving mad. I am excited, elated, and ebullient when I think of leave. I am also becoming increasingly desperate. Perhaps my state of mind is my own fault but it seems that the stress is almost always worse right before it is going to be relieved. I mentioned that "amazing things" were taking place here in Iraq. Well "amazing" work can cause stress.
I need a vacation. A year long vacation. 14 days will have to do.

I hate OPSEC

2005-05-22T03:26:00.000Z

We are doing some really amazing things out here. And by "we" I mean other people while I stand by with my mouth agape watching. The problem is that I don't dare mention specifics now. I mean amazing things are happening and I don't even feel comfortable telling my Mom over the phone.

Eight days!

2005-05-19T19:22:00.000Z

I started this post just before midnight my time and it was going to be titled "Nine Days!" I was also going to say something cute about this being the story of a girl who looked so sad in photographs... (No cool points for naming this band, it's too easy.)
Let us talk of something else other than my impending arrival in the states.(eight days! I mean eight days! Are you excited? Can you tell I am excited?) We could discuss bioethics, for instance.
Scientists in South Korea (familiar territory for me) have recently discovered ways to speed creation of stem cells. These men and women have opened up the biggest can of worms in science today. Stem cell research on new stem cell lines has been banned in the United States. To understand the debate you must understand what stem cells are and their huge potential. My definition is taken from the National Institute of Health's website.

Stem cells have the remarkable potential to develop into many different cell types in the body. Serving as a sort of repair system for the body, they can theoretically divide without limit to replenish other cells as long as the person or animal is still alive. When a stem cell divides, each new cell has the potential to either remain a stem cell or become another type of cell with a more specialized function, such as a muscle cell, a red blood cell, or a brain cell.

In layman's terms that means that means that stem cells are magic. In effect, scientists hope to one day make little pills or an injection that would heal injuries like Wolverine does in comic books. Really. Stem cells are of special interest to people with damage to their central nervous system - Parkinson's disease, spinal cord injuries, etc - because ordinarily nerve cells never grow back. Scientists hope that stem cells can grow to replace any cell in the body.
The problem with stem cell research is that to collect stem cells you usually have to destroy an embryo to do so. If you believe that abortion is ok, then by all means destroy away. However, if you believe that abortion is evil, heinous, wicked, and just a plain wrong thing to do, destroying embryos would definitely leave you with a guilty conscience. (I happen to think that abortion is wrong.)
The policy of allowing no stem cell research to be conducted on new cells was great for keeping me and the abortion crowd happy - no tiny babies were harmed by our drug - but stifled promising research - Christopher Reeves couldn't get doctors to grow him a new spinal cord in a test tube.
The technique used by the South Korean scientists could raise some other interesting issues as well. A cursory glance at the article makes me think that the Koreans did something that looks suspiciously like cloning. They created embryos that were a "genetic match" from skin cells and donor egg cells with no DNA information. Sounds like cloning to me, but I am not a geneticist or even a biologist. The scientists involved ruled out any possibility of cloning humans, noting that animal trials yielded more failures than successes. As a rule, most people are against human cloning; however, in unscrupulous hands, who is to say that it couldn't be done?
So do we allow the research? What's wrong and right in this situation? I am of the belief that evil never begets good. Well intentioned evil is still evil - one should never do something wrong in the process of doing a good thing. But in the face of what stem cells could do for mankind... I really want to close my eyes and say "Destroy those babies!" Luckily, I am not in charge.
No tiny babies were harmed in the making of this blog.

Freak Dancing and the finer points thereof

2005-05-11T01:35:00.000Z

I am going on leave soon and as a male of a certain age and certain inclinations I like to hit the dance floor on Friday and Saturday nights and my mind has begun to dwell on the topic of "freak dancing". If you don't know what freak dancing is you need to watch "Beauty Shop"and fast forward to the scene with Alicia Silverstone dancing in it. The only thing I have to say in reference to that scene is "Whoa".
Watching Silverstone's performance brought back many fond memories for me. There was the time in AIT with the drunk soldier who handled the family jewels after telling me that she thought I was "too cool"; as a substitute teacher when I caught two students freak dancing in the back of the class; and on spring break once with this one girl who had a special gift for the freak dance (I don't know how to describe it in a PG-13 way other than to say OH MY GOD).
Honestly, freak dancing is simulated sex on the dance floor. I totally understand why so many people are so strongly against freak dancing. A cursory google search brings up some interesting stories: Public High schools banning freak dancing, concerned feminists speaking out against overtly sexual dances, and rebellious teens organizing semi-orgiastic unchaperoned dance parties. Shoot, in Waco, Texas, Baylor University had banned all forms of dancing until recently. Now, they only disallow lewd gyrations.
Well, in 19 days I hope to do some "lewd gyrations" of my own.

1000 crunch challenge

2005-05-08T15:18:00.000Z

I was reading Muscle and Fitness magazine the other day and I saw an interview with Ryan Reynolds about the training he did to get in shape for Blade Trinity and he said that he did 1000-1250 crunches or crunch variations every day. I don't know if you have seen the movie and I can't find any pictures of his midsection but the dude is jacked. I am jealous. I mean even scrawny comedians are in better shape than I am. What the...?
I have 20 days till I go home on leave and every day until I leave I am going to do 1000 crunch or crunch variations. So there. Before and after's will be posted at A Thousand Words.

Behold the competition.

Saddam's lobbyist is dead

2005-05-04T00:51:00.000Z

Edward von Kloberg III used to do some lobbying work for the world's leading despots including yours and my favorite dictator, Saddam Hussein. He leaped to his death from a window in a castle in Europe.

You might be a POG

2005-05-01T15:15:00.000Z

Civilians tend to think everybody in the military leads a rough life and spread their sympathy accordingly. I am here to tell you that nothing could be further from the truth. The military can easily be separated into two groups of people: "grunts" and "pogs". Grunts hate pogs and pogs despise grunts. Grunts think that pogs are silly and weak; pogs think that grunts stupid and brutish. Neither group is entirely right.
Grunts lead lives that lend credence to the quote by Thomas Hobbes:

The life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.

Grunts generally hold combat MOS's (Military Occupational Specialty) and tend to absorb the majority of casualties. Usually grunts are infantry. I have lived with grunts and have been an honorary grunt for a while. Being a grunt sucks. No, you simply don't understand, being a grunt sucks. Grunts stink, fart, curse, tell inappropriate sexual jokes, and did I mention they stink? There is a reason for the smell and the cursing - life as a grunt can be unbelievably hard. Grunts have an incredible capacity for suffering. Grunts will go without food, sleep, and water for hours. I have personally known grunts who were unable to shower for three months due to their living conditions. Grunts improvise - grunts don't need toilet paper, they'll wipe with strips cut from their t-shirts; grunts can fix anything with duct tape and a pocket knife; grunts make modern war possible.
Pogs exist to make the grunt's job possible. Pogs ferry supplies, provide medical care, handle communications - just about everything other than shooting people. Pogs live in comparative luxury and safety. Pogs will often wear civilian clothes in a combat zone; or at the other extreme, will enforce strict military disciplines normally reserved for garrison like the ironing of uniforms or organized physical training. (We don't dare gather for organized PT here. If a mortar were to strike at the instant we chose to do PT an entire platoon could be disabled. If that were to happen to the medics who would treat us?) Pogs have no conception of what real combat is. Pogs are necessary but often annoying to the grunt.
Pogs dominate the military. In fact, there are entire branches of the service filled with nothing but pogs - like the Air Force or Navy for instance. It's hard to be a grunt from the safety of an aircraft carrier or an air base. Pogs should be happy with what they are, they are the true face of the modern military. For whatever reason, pogs don't like to acknowledge what they are and their purpose in life. I am going to help them. The following is a set of warning signs to let the reader know if he/she is a pog. (Good chances are if the reader is a "she" she's a pog. It's not prejudice, females aren't allowed in combat... Yet.)
You might be a pog if you never leave the front gate. You might be a pog if you've been using porcelain toilets the past year. (The world is a grunt's toilet) You might be a pog if you take a hot shower every day. You might be a pog if you have a Combat Infantry Badge or a Combat Medical Badge sewn on when you haven't left Iraq yet.(Combat Infantry Badge, abbreviated CIB, is the badge that infantry men wear when they have seen combat, been shot at. The Combat Medical Badge, abbreviated CMB, is what medics wear when they provide treatment under fire. Other MOS's should get their own badges.) You might be a pog if you actually live within walking distance of a tailor shop. You might be a pog if you are neither a medic or an infantry man and you have a CIB/CMB sewn on. You might be a pog if you really care that much about the wearing the badge in the first place. You might be a pog if you eat catered meals in an air conditioned tent everyday. You are a pog if you iron your uniform in Iraq. (Sorry, but you are.) You are a pog if you have never had a bloodstain on your uniform. You are a pog if you never get dirty. (Even our Battalion Commander gets dirty out here.) You might be a pog if you are not suffering from combat stress. You might be a pog if you actually go to therapy for your combat stress. (Grunts like to think of themselves as strong silent types.) You might be a pog if this post offends you. In fact, you might be a pog if you are reading this - grunts only get online to check email and look at half naked women.
*Disclaimer: Pogs are great people who handle a million different things and make the military go; their only problem is that they think they are grunts. I only seek to promote greater understanding between the two factions.

Possible mozilla fix

2005-04-29T18:16:00.000Z

Thanks to Ryan, I think the problems for Mozilla based browsers are gone. For most of you that means nothing. For the others well, let me know if it works.

Advanced minds in primitive bodies

2005-04-24T16:11:00.000Z

I reserve the right on this blog to post random things from time to time and this post is one of those random things. I can never be "off topic" since there is no topic.
I was on guard today when I had an epiphany. I don't have epiphanies often but I have guard often and guard affords one time to think. I mean what else are you going to do when you are in a guard tower alone for hours at a time? (Well, there are other things but we can discuss that at a later time.)
I think many of the problems of modern society are directly related to the fact that basic human physiology was designed to survive primitive conditions. The traits that enabled man to survive primitive conditions can go haywire when faced with modern life.
For instance, consider obesity. I believe that the reason so many Americans are fat is that the human species original primitive instinct was to eat everything fat and sweet in sight. Fats and sugars are easy calories - they provide the most calories for the least effort. Assume that humans commonly lived through famines; individuals that maximized their caloric intake were most likely to survive. The easiest way to maximize caloric intake is eat nothing but fat and sugar. The logical thing for primitive man to do was to love the taste of fat and sugar. In modern times, gorging oneself on fat and sugar isn't the healthiest thing to do; but now you can blame your primitive ancestors for your sweet tooth.
Primitive brains lead people astray when it comes to sexual differences also. There is a theory that women only developed prominent mammary glands when humans began walking upright. Before, men were drawn to the curve of the female buttocks from behind. When humans began walking upright, the buttocks were no longer at eye level. Women began attracting their mates with enlarged mammary glands that looked like buttocks in front. To this day, the average male cannot distinguish a butt crack from cleavage. Something to think about when donning low cut attire. I'd also like to say that when a man leers at a woman's bosom, he is only succumbing to the instincts that kept him alive in primordial days.
I could go on, but I'd probably lose my female audience.
Why is any of this relevant to my situation? Why was I thinking about any of this? Life in the 1-503D was pretty primitive for a while. I think even cave men bathed more and ate better than we did for a while. Also, a man's ideas about sex tend to regress in the absence of women.
*Disclaimer: I don't believe in evolution but I think that evolutionary theory provides a useful framework for thinking about the development of living organisms. Most of my ideas came from theories having their basis in evolution.

More pictures

2005-04-23T06:16:00.000Z

New pictures on A Thousand Words.

Template Problems

2005-04-15T19:53:00.000Z

As many of you know I recently changed the blog template and my apologies go out to those who surf the web with Netscape, Firefox, or any Mozilla based browser. Especially since you can't read what I just wrote. Sorry, I am working on fixing that right now.

I think I'm paranoid

2005-04-06T02:47:00.000Z

For those who are curious about why I don't take advantage of this grand opportunity and blog about the realities of this conflict let me explain: OPSEC. If I were to do hard news or talk about in detail what goes on here I am deathly afraid that terrorists could read my website and gain valuable information. Maybe I am paranoid, but then I am living in hostile territory in what is reputed to be the most dangerous place on earth, surrounded by random gunfire, frequent explosions, and suicide bombers. Wouldn't you be worried if I wasn't a little paranoid?
Two points if you can name the music group I am referring to in the title.

The difference between men and women:Totally irrelevant factoid

2005-04-01T11:35:00.000Z

It's important to remember that genetically men have more in common with a male chimpanzee than they do with any woman. (A little something I learned from a book called Why Men Don't Have a Clue and Women Always Need More Shoes: The Ultimate Guide to The Opposite Sex.)

New Pictures

2005-03-25T17:35:00.000Z

There are new pictures up at A Thousand Words.