"If you fail your final PT test tomorrow, I will kill you, bury you in Herd Park, and SWEAR you went AWOL!"
- Drill SGT Clarence M Kiethley.
Sometimes all you need is the proper motivation.
Happy Birthday to my original battle buddie, Buck White. Have a chocolate chip cookie for me...in fact, have them all.
Good night you little bastards. I love you all.
Especially -
Drill SGT Hester
Pvt. White
Pvt Kuhl
Pvt. Madrid
Pvt. Eichler
Pvt. Achter
And the rest of my Roaddogs.
C 3/81
Knox
Last
thought as I go to sleep. We don't all have the same passions nor do we
share the same methods to reach what we love or love to do. Everyone is
unique and we simply have to accept people for who they truly are.
That being said, your life is like a tree, and your relationships, whether romantic, friendly, sexual, platonic, family or friend, are the branches. As anyone who has spent any time around orchards knows, if you have one sick branch on a tree, you must cut it off before it kills
The rest of the tree! Keep that in mind when you are faced with a toxic relationship of any sort.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all
Yes, even that funny looking fucker over there! YEAH YOU!
That being said, your life is like a tree, and your relationships, whether romantic, friendly, sexual, platonic, family or friend, are the branches. As anyone who has spent any time around orchards knows, if you have one sick branch on a tree, you must cut it off before it kills
The rest of the tree! Keep that in mind when you are faced with a toxic relationship of any sort.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all
Yes, even that funny looking fucker over there! YEAH YOU!
Last
thought as I attempt sleep...this is a repost from my business acct a
few nights ago. But, it bears repeating because while I love you, some
of you make yourselves sound fuckin stupid sometimes....
To loosely quote my cousin, because you're armed actually means nothing. Unless you're actually trained in CQB and in anti-terrorism, you're just going to be a well-armed corpse. There's a HUGE difference between saying you're capable of taking a life, and actually having the skill-set to draw, aim, fire, put steel on target while moving into a covered/concealed position, under return-fire, all while NOT hitting innocent bystanders. At least stop fooling yourselves.
Those of us who actually HAVE trained for such, only draw without thinking and combine all of those things after YEARS of constant and consistent training and drills and even THEN it all starts out muscle-memory, before thought and conscious effort actually take over.
Goodnight you little bastards. I love you all...even you lead-paint-chip eating window-lickers.
To loosely quote my cousin, because you're armed actually means nothing. Unless you're actually trained in CQB and in anti-terrorism, you're just going to be a well-armed corpse. There's a HUGE difference between saying you're capable of taking a life, and actually having the skill-set to draw, aim, fire, put steel on target while moving into a covered/concealed position, under return-fire, all while NOT hitting innocent bystanders. At least stop fooling yourselves.
Those of us who actually HAVE trained for such, only draw without thinking and combine all of those things after YEARS of constant and consistent training and drills and even THEN it all starts out muscle-memory, before thought and conscious effort actually take over.
Goodnight you little bastards. I love you all...even you lead-paint-chip eating window-lickers.
Last thought as I go to sleep....
Last thought as I go to sleep. My birthday is in 4 months.
I want a Tarn for my birthday.
That is all.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
P.s. I don't mean Tarn as in the dictionary definition
I want a Tarn for my birthday.
That is all.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
P.s. I don't mean Tarn as in the dictionary definition
Last thought as I go to bed......
So, because I have new friends and family members on here, I think it's only fair that I kinda fill y'all in on some things about me, so we don't have any misunderstandings.
1) I'm a veteran, and will absolutely tolerate ZERO disrespect towards my brothers and sisters in service of this nation. As a soldier, I will banter with squids, jarheads, and flyboys, but I've earned that right, and we all know it's all love.
2) I am a 100% straight male! who is also an avid and outspoken supporter of the LGBTQ community. I am a firm believer in humans being treated as such and respected as such. I don't care if you disagree. The fact that I have children and loved ones that are not straight, really makes no difference. The fact is, it's not your decision to tell others what is morally right or wrong, and your religious beliefs hold no place in law.
3) DO NOT tell me how our nation was founded on biblical principles etc. That is an out and out lie. Our nation was founded on bloodshed, sedition, heresy, and the sweat and broken bodies, minds and spirits of slaves and immigrants. Our hands are not clean and our mouths are bloody, therein lies nothing "righteous" or "holy". Many of our founding fathers were atheists, and all agreed that religion is not to be part of our law-making system.
4) Save any and all religious arguments for someone who may actually be swayed. I don't believe in your bible nor your theology. Want a fact? You don't follow your so-called rules either. Want proof? To quote my friend Ojo Taylor, "Give me all of your money." Read Luke 6:30 before you respond.
5) I use profanity. I don't hide who I am nor do I censor myself. I recognize that this offends some people. Somehow, I still sleep at night.
None of this was to be disrespectful to anyone else. It was simply to clarify MY position.
I invite debate. But come with facts, a well-stated and clear position, and an open mind.
Here's a little secret...my BEST friends often disagree with me, and I with them. We all hold each other to a very high standard and are quick to call "bullshit". Ask John Davis, it's why we love each other.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
Yes, even you, when you're wrong OR right. I'm fully capable of loving you and wanting to choke you at the same time
So, because I have new friends and family members on here, I think it's only fair that I kinda fill y'all in on some things about me, so we don't have any misunderstandings.
1) I'm a veteran, and will absolutely tolerate ZERO disrespect towards my brothers and sisters in service of this nation. As a soldier, I will banter with squids, jarheads, and flyboys, but I've earned that right, and we all know it's all love.
2) I am a 100% straight male! who is also an avid and outspoken supporter of the LGBTQ community. I am a firm believer in humans being treated as such and respected as such. I don't care if you disagree. The fact that I have children and loved ones that are not straight, really makes no difference. The fact is, it's not your decision to tell others what is morally right or wrong, and your religious beliefs hold no place in law.
3) DO NOT tell me how our nation was founded on biblical principles etc. That is an out and out lie. Our nation was founded on bloodshed, sedition, heresy, and the sweat and broken bodies, minds and spirits of slaves and immigrants. Our hands are not clean and our mouths are bloody, therein lies nothing "righteous" or "holy". Many of our founding fathers were atheists, and all agreed that religion is not to be part of our law-making system.
4) Save any and all religious arguments for someone who may actually be swayed. I don't believe in your bible nor your theology. Want a fact? You don't follow your so-called rules either. Want proof? To quote my friend Ojo Taylor, "Give me all of your money." Read Luke 6:30 before you respond.
5) I use profanity. I don't hide who I am nor do I censor myself. I recognize that this offends some people. Somehow, I still sleep at night.
None of this was to be disrespectful to anyone else. It was simply to clarify MY position.
I invite debate. But come with facts, a well-stated and clear position, and an open mind.
Here's a little secret...my BEST friends often disagree with me, and I with them. We all hold each other to a very high standard and are quick to call "bullshit". Ask John Davis, it's why we love each other.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
Yes, even you, when you're wrong OR right. I'm fully capable of loving you and wanting to choke you at the same time
Last thought as i go to bed -
Tonight's last thought will only be appreciated by my generation. Remember these words as you go to sleep tonight. Itsa not so bad. It's nice-a place. Ah, shaddapa you face
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
Yes, even you, Giuseppe Dolce
Tonight's last thought will only be appreciated by my generation. Remember these words as you go to sleep tonight. Itsa not so bad. It's nice-a place. Ah, shaddapa you face
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
Yes, even you, Giuseppe Dolce
Last thought as I go to sleep. -
With my bday a month away (Aug 4), if anyone is thinking "What the he'll am I going to get him that he needs and will get the most use out of?", I present -
http://m.ebay.com/…/IK-Multimedia-iRig-Keys-M…/361592344490…
Good night, you little bastards. I love you all
ESPECIALLY anyone who sends me this.
With my bday a month away (Aug 4), if anyone is thinking "What the he'll am I going to get him that he needs and will get the most use out of?", I present -
http://m.ebay.com/…/IK-Multimedia-iRig-Keys-M…/361592344490…
Good night, you little bastards. I love you all
ESPECIALLY anyone who sends me this.
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Final thoughts as I go sleep
(General anesthesia edition)
Hang on kids, this could get a little morose. Nothing makes you really consider your mortality, like getting older. A few weeks ago, I read of a dude who was put under for a very very minor/routine surgery, and died. I recognize that is the exception, not the rule. But it still is under my skin a little bit. Y'all know me, I don't get scared, and I make light of almost anything regardless of how horrific. That's how I deal with the macabre this world has to offer on a constant basis.
But I'm fuckin scared.
You see, as a younger man, I didn't fear death, really. If it's my time, it's my time, and all that. But now I'm not a rash kid. I'm a father. I'm a grandfather. I'm a fiancé. I'm a son. I'm a brother. I'm a nephew. I have things I want to see and reasons to live. That being said, too many people have been taken from me and from us, without warning. It's important to me to let all of you know, you've made an impact on my life, and if you're on my "friend list", it's not random. You mean the world to me. I'm a PROUD father. A PROUD grandfather. A PROUD veteran. And I hope in some small way, I've made all do you proud as well.
Sorry for the morbid nature of this one and I'm not being over-dramatic. Most likely, it will all be fine, I'll wake up, and feel stupid for writing this. But Better to have it and not need it, then need it and not have it.
Either way, G-d willing, I'll see you all in a bit, as you can tease me for worrying too much, etc.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
No exceptions this time.
WCL
(General anesthesia edition)
Hang on kids, this could get a little morose. Nothing makes you really consider your mortality, like getting older. A few weeks ago, I read of a dude who was put under for a very very minor/routine surgery, and died. I recognize that is the exception, not the rule. But it still is under my skin a little bit. Y'all know me, I don't get scared, and I make light of almost anything regardless of how horrific. That's how I deal with the macabre this world has to offer on a constant basis.
But I'm fuckin scared.
You see, as a younger man, I didn't fear death, really. If it's my time, it's my time, and all that. But now I'm not a rash kid. I'm a father. I'm a grandfather. I'm a fiancé. I'm a son. I'm a brother. I'm a nephew. I have things I want to see and reasons to live. That being said, too many people have been taken from me and from us, without warning. It's important to me to let all of you know, you've made an impact on my life, and if you're on my "friend list", it's not random. You mean the world to me. I'm a PROUD father. A PROUD grandfather. A PROUD veteran. And I hope in some small way, I've made all do you proud as well.
Sorry for the morbid nature of this one and I'm not being over-dramatic. Most likely, it will all be fine, I'll wake up, and feel stupid for writing this. But Better to have it and not need it, then need it and not have it.
Either way, G-d willing, I'll see you all in a bit, as you can tease me for worrying too much, etc.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
No exceptions this time.
WCL
Last thought as I go to bed -
Awake.
WIIIIIDE awake. Mom used to say "Close your eyes and pretend you're asleep, until you are". Nonsense. Hats about as truthful as "when you start paying the bills, you Can make the rules!" I'm laying here, exhausted. But I have far too much in my head and on my mind to sleep. In 5 days, I will have actually lived longer than my father did (buon anima). My children are mostly all grown. In fact the only "underage" one I have, has been more mature than me since she was about 12. They're responsible adults. I'm a grandfather. When did WE become the "old folks at the barbecue"!? And I'm watching some of my peers pass so young. I'm watching some of my heroes go as well. It makes me wonder, how long do I have? At what age will my body decide "Hey, remember all those years of speed, coke, alcohol, cigarettes, hard-living and hard-partying you did? Time to pay the fuckin piper, son!" Will I be loved when I'm gone? Will I be missed? Have I really left that strong of an impression or made that much of a difference in those that life put around me? Was my impact positive? Will I be surrounded by my loved ones? Or will I die alone?
Isn't it FUN being inside of my mind?
By the way, while you're here, the soundtrack being currently played on W.A.D.E hits and oldies radio, is "Heartaches By The Number" by Ray Price.
Now I look at the clock and see its after 0200hrs (*Gunny Highway Voice* That's 2am for those of you that don't habla!) and my brain is going "Yo, it ain't but 11pm PST, Mr California Boy!" Thanks. Jerk. Ah well, in a few short hours my alarm will go off to take my antibiotics (for those of you asleep for the last week, I had to have an infected toe amputated). I better try mom's sleep recipe one more time, for all the good it'll do me.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
Yes,
Even you.
Awake.
WIIIIIDE awake. Mom used to say "Close your eyes and pretend you're asleep, until you are". Nonsense. Hats about as truthful as "when you start paying the bills, you Can make the rules!" I'm laying here, exhausted. But I have far too much in my head and on my mind to sleep. In 5 days, I will have actually lived longer than my father did (buon anima). My children are mostly all grown. In fact the only "underage" one I have, has been more mature than me since she was about 12. They're responsible adults. I'm a grandfather. When did WE become the "old folks at the barbecue"!? And I'm watching some of my peers pass so young. I'm watching some of my heroes go as well. It makes me wonder, how long do I have? At what age will my body decide "Hey, remember all those years of speed, coke, alcohol, cigarettes, hard-living and hard-partying you did? Time to pay the fuckin piper, son!" Will I be loved when I'm gone? Will I be missed? Have I really left that strong of an impression or made that much of a difference in those that life put around me? Was my impact positive? Will I be surrounded by my loved ones? Or will I die alone?
Isn't it FUN being inside of my mind?
By the way, while you're here, the soundtrack being currently played on W.A.D.E hits and oldies radio, is "Heartaches By The Number" by Ray Price.
Now I look at the clock and see its after 0200hrs (*Gunny Highway Voice* That's 2am for those of you that don't habla!) and my brain is going "Yo, it ain't but 11pm PST, Mr California Boy!" Thanks. Jerk. Ah well, in a few short hours my alarm will go off to take my antibiotics (for those of you asleep for the last week, I had to have an infected toe amputated). I better try mom's sleep recipe one more time, for all the good it'll do me.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
Yes,
Even you.
Last thought as I go to sleep -
This is a short one. I'm stunned by the amount of sheep on my friend list. Please please PLEASE stop passing around the pictures of these attention whores. Think about what you're posting before you do it. Read. REALLY read what you're about to repost. Do a quick check to make sure it's factual. And for the the love of all things holy, USE SPELL CHECK.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
Yes, even you, mister "Yesterday, I could not spell 'college student'. Today, I are one!"
This is a short one. I'm stunned by the amount of sheep on my friend list. Please please PLEASE stop passing around the pictures of these attention whores. Think about what you're posting before you do it. Read. REALLY read what you're about to repost. Do a quick check to make sure it's factual. And for the the love of all things holy, USE SPELL CHECK.
Goodnight, you little bastards. I love you all.
Yes, even you, mister "Yesterday, I could not spell 'college student'. Today, I are one!"
Last thought as I go to sleep (first one of 2017 -
I'm your new commander
You now are my prisoner
We return to Transylvania!
Prepare the transit beam!
Goodnight and happy new year, you little bastards. I love you all.
Goodnight Richard O'brien, wherever you are.
I'm your new commander
You now are my prisoner
We return to Transylvania!
Prepare the transit beam!
Goodnight and happy new year, you little bastards. I love you all.
Goodnight Richard O'brien, wherever you are.
Last thoughts as I go to bed is a repost from last year - goodnight you little bastards. I love you all.
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LAST last thought as I go to bed
Quick impression for you
"CAW! CAW! BANG! FUCK! IM DEAD!"
Goodnight you little bastards. I love you all
Even you, Brandon Lee. Rest well
Quick impression for you
"CAW! CAW! BANG! FUCK! IM DEAD!"
Goodnight you little bastards. I love you all
Even you, Brandon Lee. Rest well
Last thought as I go to bed©
28 years ago, a man, a husband and father of 3, left for work. He was aggravated with his younger son for being unruly and disruptive that day, causing him to not get proper sleep (he worked overnights). His last words to that son were "go to your room and don't come out until I get home!", as he left. That shift, around 4 am, he was driving his gasoline tanker down the freeway, and because he was close to the ocean, the air had a bite to it. He rolled up the windows in his cab. What he didn't know, was that there was a carbon monoxide leak in that cab. The carbon monoxide caused him to fall asleep at the wheel. That gasoline tanker overturned and exploded. He never came home from work.
The lesson here is, shit happens that we don't plan. We always think we'll be back home....and that isn't always true. Make sure that should something happen, the last words to your loved ones hear from you don't leave them with regrets. Love each other and make sure you TELL those you love that you love them.
Goodnight you little bastards. I LOVE YOU ALL.
NO EXCEPTIONS.
I miss you, dad. We all do. Buon anima.
28 years ago, a man, a husband and father of 3, left for work. He was aggravated with his younger son for being unruly and disruptive that day, causing him to not get proper sleep (he worked overnights). His last words to that son were "go to your room and don't come out until I get home!", as he left. That shift, around 4 am, he was driving his gasoline tanker down the freeway, and because he was close to the ocean, the air had a bite to it. He rolled up the windows in his cab. What he didn't know, was that there was a carbon monoxide leak in that cab. The carbon monoxide caused him to fall asleep at the wheel. That gasoline tanker overturned and exploded. He never came home from work.
The lesson here is, shit happens that we don't plan. We always think we'll be back home....and that isn't always true. Make sure that should something happen, the last words to your loved ones hear from you don't leave them with regrets. Love each other and make sure you TELL those you love that you love them.
Goodnight you little bastards. I LOVE YOU ALL.
NO EXCEPTIONS.
I miss you, dad. We all do. Buon anima.
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Last thought as I go to sleep. *Amputee Edition*
Ya know how if you put a tooth under your pillow, the tooth fairy comes and leaves you a quarter (adjust amount for inflation)?
EVIDENTLY, if you loose a toe, the TOE FAIRY will come visit you a year later and fillip your pillowcase with socks...
Goodnight you little bastards. I love you all
And YOU, Toe Fairy, I love the most.
Ya know how if you put a tooth under your pillow, the tooth fairy comes and leaves you a quarter (adjust amount for inflation)?
EVIDENTLY, if you loose a toe, the TOE FAIRY will come visit you a year later and fillip your pillowcase with socks...
Goodnight you little bastards. I love you all
And YOU, Toe Fairy, I love the most.
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