so my week was.... good i guess. sunday and monday, i dont... wait, yea sunday dont remember much, i think i just went to a few meetings about stuff. monday night however i talked to my good friend jordan greenfield. havnt talked to him in like almost months, it was good to talk to a friend that isnt a military member. um... tuesday, uhh..... yea dont remember. wednesday tho, dude wednesday was tight, i got to shoot the M16A3 machine gun. yea it was pretty tight. i got marksman, which if you remember my last post, the three levels you can get is marksman, sharpshooter, and expert. so im thinking, if my M9 was sharp this past time and the previous M9 was just marksman, then hopefully ill get expert next time ... well next time i shoot the M16 i hope to get sharp, and the following ill get expert. third times a charm i guess right.
ok then thursday we had this nice party for all our non-military staff. it was like an appreciation party thing. we had all sorts of filli food, some thai, and an american salad -laughs- we had a raffle for basically a hundred dollars, my LPO got it, lucky bastard. and then we had some door prizes for the staff members, so that was a pretty fun day, oh yea we had a 59 minutes day too, so everyone got to get out of work 59 minutes early. i had duty tho so i stayed in the office till like almost nine o'clock, then finally went to bed. then friday, i had a call at like five in the morning, and i didnt get out to the site till like six b/c i fell back asleep. but when i got there, it was just a simple call, they needed a replacement light bulb. so i went and got one for them, went to replace it, and the bulb blew, so my dumb butt, reached in to see the problem, and try to "wiggle" stuff around, yea, i shocked the shizz outta myself. here in bahrain, everything is run off of 220V, unlike the states where its only like 110 or 120 or something. so here i am, getting shocked, and i thought i could feel my face like wince like in the movies ya know. -laughs, like in home alone 2- and the whole time (which was like maybe 2 seconds) im being shocked im thinking ok kev get away from this pole b/c it hurts and its going to probably kill you. so i pull myself off of it, and i drop the new blown bulb, and kinda stumble to the curb/wall thingy, and two MA's come running out of the little security office like yelling dude are you ok, do you want me to call medical. i tell them no, and im sitting there, stunned as all hell, and im trying to move my left hand (thats what i used to "wiggle" the insides with, and i couldnt, the MA's are still asking me are you ok are you ok, and the guy up in the top gun mount was asking the same from up top. and i still denyed, im shaking my hand trying to get in to move still nothing, so the one MA goes inside, and i start picking up the glass, and he askes again, dude i can call medical, its ok, and i say no again, and this time im laughing, and the MA is kinda laughing with me, i was like, dude, my hand man. and i finally just smack it with my right hand, and i get some movement out of it, and i kept trying to move it, it felt like when your hand goes to sleep, all those "needles" and stuff. but it hurts, and it hurt for a while, but after like twenty minutes i was fine. i just got scared for a minute there.
anyway, then friday night there was a labor day weekend softball tournement. and the seabees got a spot in the roster, so our game was friday night, i pitched, and i sucked. it was so hard to pitch softball their rules ya know. like it had to go 6 feet up in the air, and you had to hit the plate or this black pad right behind the plate to make it a strike. so i was out there all nervous as hell b/c the other team and other fans were yelling and crap, so we switched out with another player on our team, and they pitched just as bad if not worse than me, and then switched out with another player, who did equally as bad, so we lost the game, but it was still fun, after the game all the other players on the opposing team were like dude we know pitching is hard, i would never get out there and try to do that good props man, and some were giving me pointers and stuff on like pitch release, and one bought me a beer, so it was all fun, but just very competitive when it was game time.
then yesterday i was proudly representing UGA with my UGA trucker hat, walking around, people asking if i was from georgia... no idiot i just wear the hat b/c its red, of course im from GA. i called mom like one o'clock and she had just left for the game, so i called back like maybe 3 hours later and talked to mom a bit, then to dad, and to liz a bit, -haha lizabit, ha. so yes georgia won, like i figured they would against southern. and then this morning i saw on sportcenter, the question to wether or not georgia can remain #1.... uh... yea they can.
so now im watchin the villanova and west virginia game, WV dominating right now. and tomorrow is work. so i guess a short week this week, and ill be back up here posting.
i love you gues and i miss you tons.
kev
