Kuwait Embassy, true idiots

Well after much anticipation on our part. My wife-to-be had her interview. Lucky for us we asked the right questions and got the wrong answers from the moronic staff at the U.S. Embassy in the great retard country of Kuwait. Anyway we are in possession of the last piece of information that is required for her visa! Finally we will be together and starting life as should have happened a year ago. I would be surprised if she isn't here by the end of the month. Anyway that is the situation! now you know and I'm still waiting!

Where are they now?!

Where are they now? I haven't been in close contact with these guys and it's my fault. I'm working 55-60 hours a week trying to make ends meet here in the great country of ours. But there isn't a day when I don't think about these guys and what they are up to. They all helped me experience life in a way I can't describe. If you have never been in that situation you won't ever understand, if you have been there you know. Life is hitting me hard but I always wonder about Fred, Brett and Pablo. Plans have been set and I'm hoping that one day me and Pabs can get together and talk about what happened after I left the Sand Pit. I'm a bit melancholy about writing this because it means that my friends are there and doing there job and I'm not. I think about going back every day. If I could find a job that would take me to Bashra I would do it. Much to the dismay of the wife. Anyway I'm home and life is well life. Now where is that rut?

On my way home!

Well my mouth finally did it's job and got me sent home. Not really but if I say it like that it makes the truth seem less fantastic. Needless to say I have had a falling out with the Project Manager and I will be coming back home. I'm the only guy I know that can do his job better than anyone else on the team and get fired for it! Go figure, I guess thats what happens when you work with snakes. You get bit! I have had a great time working with some of the best people I have ever met and well you guessed it some real snakes. That is the life of contracting, I could write a book about it but instead I will consult a lawyer and file some legal papers! I think I have a legitimate case but we will see. Anyway I will be home in probably less than a week and I won't have to sleep in a coffin or eat crappy food. I will miss going to the Iranian border with the Border Transition Team and with the British Troops that have seen way more death and fighting for 10 men. Good people one and all and I will sorely miss them. So adios to Iraq and my good friends! Hello American land of milk and honey!

The Crazy People!

Well what can I say these two gentlemen are some of the people you meet doing the job I do! These guys are two of the finest men you could have standing with you. These guys are both Americans and fantastic at what they do! The top photo being Fred the Rod and bottom being Chief Crazy Eye! Names are withheld for reason I don't want there families to get any unsavory mail. Anyway these guys are giving it there all to help keep Iranian Lethal Aid out of Iraq. Which in turn keeps our boys safe, sound and coming home! There is a few more guys that I will post over the next couple of days. But don't forget those that lost there lives in this fight and the men trying to keep our boys alive so no one else has to pay the ultimate price.

Not Alone

I forgot to mention that America isn't in this fight alone. Here is the "C"harlie Company a Mechanized unit of the British Army. They are all as dedicated to the mission as we are. They do things different and sometimes it hard for me to understand them when they talk but all in all good chaps! But currently the British media and her majesties subjects are treating these guys like our military men got treated during Vietnam!! I can't believe it and the British should be extremely ashamed of themselves! Express your disgust with the nearest British Subject!!

Working

Well here I am somewhere in the God forsaken desert of Iraq near the Iranian border. It was a long couple of days living in the talc powder that is known as dirt. We are trying to staighten the border, port of entry. We know there is lethal aid running thru that port from Iran. I can't tell you how we know that but just suffice it to say that with my own eyes I have compelling evidence. It is only a matter of time before they are caught and we have Iran with there hand in the cookie jar. I just want to help and do my part to stop the lethal aid coming in. Because in the end it is killing our boys. Anyway I'm out here helping anywhere I can, please do your part and remember the sacrifices of our fellow countrymen. I'm all for bringing our boys home but not at the expense of those brave souls that sacrificed everything. This has nothing to do with the politics but everything to do with the men and women on the ground. Well I will try and continue to do my small, small, small part. I hope this messages finds you all well and happy!

Your Cub Report

Basrah the British Fail

The title of this entry pretty much explains it all. There has been some serious problems down here and it continues to get worse for the guys on the ground. The report I read recently about the border security in this sector would surprise the average joe citizen out there. Iran has taken over the militia in the Al' Basra region and is funneling in Weapons thru the Ports of Entries(POE). There is a port on the Iraqi border that is staffed by a Colonal that lived in Iran for 15 years during the Iraq/Iran war! Where do you think his allegiance belongs? With the continued political pressures at home on the british soldier they do not fire back when fired upon. They have released individuals that were armed and broke thru a perimeter fence. So it is a mess and they are tired and ready to leave. The average soldier here would like to kick ass but it just won't happen and that is a shame.