This is one of my favorite pics when I was in Iraq.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Opening Day! Originally Published 3 April 2006
I can't believe this snuck up on me this year!! My beloved Red Sox are playing today. If I were home, I would have Joe and Jerry on my radio and not getting much work done. Here's an article that sums up my thoughts.
I can't wait to get home so I can catch a Sox game in person. Last year Dave and I went to Camden Yards for two games to see the Sox because it was so hard to get tickets to Fenway. It must be because I have either been here long enough or am close enough to going home that the hard rain that fell the night before last isn't bothering me. I just throw on the boots and slog through the mud. We have some new girls (very young) in our tent and they are still learning about how to be in Iraq. They took brand new M-16s right out of the boxes and were trying to figure out how to attach the sling. I've never seen a brand spanking new M-16, all black and shiny. Every one I've ever shot has been all hacked up. It's such a riot, they treat me like Yoda, since I am (a lot) older than they are and have done, well, just about everything I've ever wanted to do. They pump me for information about how I did this or that. They are very impatient to be successful and they sound very much like what I must have sounded like when I did the very same thing to some other Yoda-like woman. What I think is the most interesting is that they have no idea that although I have done a lot and they must think I am wicked old and wise, I still feel like I have so much to learn and can't wait to get to it. Anyway, back to Coco Crisp our new lead off guy - you've got to wonder whether he succeeded in baseball because of, or in spite of his "breakfast of champions" name (as Shaughnessy puts it?)
GO RED SOX!!!
I can't wait to get home so I can catch a Sox game in person. Last year Dave and I went to Camden Yards for two games to see the Sox because it was so hard to get tickets to Fenway. It must be because I have either been here long enough or am close enough to going home that the hard rain that fell the night before last isn't bothering me. I just throw on the boots and slog through the mud. We have some new girls (very young) in our tent and they are still learning about how to be in Iraq. They took brand new M-16s right out of the boxes and were trying to figure out how to attach the sling. I've never seen a brand spanking new M-16, all black and shiny. Every one I've ever shot has been all hacked up. It's such a riot, they treat me like Yoda, since I am (a lot) older than they are and have done, well, just about everything I've ever wanted to do. They pump me for information about how I did this or that. They are very impatient to be successful and they sound very much like what I must have sounded like when I did the very same thing to some other Yoda-like woman. What I think is the most interesting is that they have no idea that although I have done a lot and they must think I am wicked old and wise, I still feel like I have so much to learn and can't wait to get to it. Anyway, back to Coco Crisp our new lead off guy - you've got to wonder whether he succeeded in baseball because of, or in spite of his "breakfast of champions" name (as Shaughnessy puts it?)
GO RED SOX!!!
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