I love my brother's

I was just talking with Bobbie and I told her how much I miss being around all of them. I have to go get a tissue, excuse me...

I feel like if I don't put a picture people will not have a desire to read my entry, oh well.

To answer Joe's questions, 'cause they are some good questions, the shift change was brought on by the DA (Department of the Army). The basically control everything that happens in the Army. My current MOS is over-strength so they are randomly selecting people to go to different jobs. #2: Yes this is something good. I feel that I have been at Campbell long enough and Bobbie and I are ready for a break. We are trying to go to a different location but not sure what we want yet. #3: If we stay here at Campbell I will still go to Afygan. I really do not want to go as you can imagine. They have also bumped up the tours to 15-18 months instead of 12. How poopy! #4: Yes I am wearing underwear, however I wish I was not at the moment. There is a sense of freedom when walking around your own home...never mind. #5: Yes my beard is kind of mangy. I better shave before P.T. tomorrow. #6: My legs hurt. #7: A Yoohoo sounds mighty good right now. Bobbie and I are both Yoohoo fans, we keep a regular supply in our fridge. #8: My lip is protruding with drool dripping off it from thinking about the hoho's and Yoohoo. #9: I confess that I can not.

As you all know I am an Apache Crew Chief, this is what I work on now, the AH-64D Apache Hecolopter.
I just came down on orders to re-class to become a Chinook Crew Chief. This is a picture of a CH-47 Chinook Hecolopter. Bobbie and I are scheduled to report to Ft. Eustis, VA 20 May 2007 to 26 July 2007. We are not sure if we will be coming back to Campbell or not, we are hoping not. We shall keep you updated.

We captured some insurgents disguised as pieces of paper. You can see here that they are lined up about to get what's coming to them.

Bobbie and I went to the Zoo on our honeymoon.

This is what I looked and felt like on our way through Kansas.

I was minding my own business playing with my piniata when I was tackled and hosed down with silly string. I guess that's what I get for crashing a five- year-old's party.

See! they do exist!!

AIT pix more-ther-than

AIT pix

Due to popular demand we have decided to post more pictures of our wonderful life together.

How Precious.

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We are getting ready to go out and terrorize the city.

Bobbie and I in Denver. Sorry it took so long to post stuff, we just got the internet. B

Some of you may have already seen these pictures. The first one is the bunker I was living in during the last few weeks of deployment. There is a room in the center of that cement and about 5 feet below the ground. I felt pretty safe in there. On the next one you will notice a hand print in the grease. I was climbing up onto the truck with all my gear for guard duty and I lost my balance and stopped myself from falling by putting my hand down and into the grease. Those tires are about as high as my belly button. The next picture show some of the friends we had out in Iraq. These things were anywhere there was a light. They sit in the heat and linger during the early morning. The last one is in Kuwait. This is what appears to be a McDonald's I can't read Arabic but I have a pretty good feeling that's what it is. There you have it.

Racquet Ball Baby!! I know you covet my sexiness. It's ok, it happens. Just look in the mirror everyday and say to yourself: I know one day I can be as cool as my brother Bryan.

These are some most enjoyable pictures of LBL, that's Land Between the Lakes. You can look it up and see why it is called that. Anyhoo, This is where I spent a lot of my time before I started dating Bobbie. This area is actually where we went on our first date. Those clam things are huge. The shells are all over the place and are all about that size. I took some home and made a bra type, but very masculine, support for myself to cover up my nipple-less, yet surprisingly fuzzy, chest.

So there is no confusion to who this witty and hansom man is posting these very intelligent comments and remarks, I have changed our blog name.