All my heroes are dead|
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|Wednesday, April 11th, 2007|
|case you care...
|Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence|
You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.
An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.
You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view.
A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.
You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.
|Oh the fuckery...
I bring these things on myself, I really do. Namely, by placing too much faith in the military. Expecting to leave for my Engineer Section Commander course on the 28th of this month, I put in my notice to vacate my apartment; it's been shown and someone has already put a deposit on it for next month. And now this morning, I find out said course has been cancelled, likely due to a lack of available staff. So I'm left hanging. My unit is trying to get me a slot as Training Resource NCO, meaning I would effectively be in charge of a Section of lackeys, paid, housed, and fed at great expense to the public purse, to do menial jobs around the Engineer School and its facilities...
...The kind of jobs that the private sector might staff with cheap, unskilled immigrants.
HA!!! Take THAT, John Q. Taxpayer.
|Monday, January 22nd, 2007|
So, yo, is Fidel dead or what?! Damn Miami's Cuban exile community and their rumour-mongering...
|Wednesday, January 17th, 2007|
Well, ain't I just grinning like the proverbial cat that got the proverbial canary? Picked up my parcel from Chapters yesterday, namely my new copy of Che ("chay" not "shay") Guevara's Bolivian Diary. This, of course, being his account of the last year of his life before being captured and ventilated by the Bolivian Army in '67. It's probably the coolest thing ever, what with the Intro by Fidel Castro and all. Which reminds me....BOOO to Dan for poo-poo-ing vanguard socialism. HE'S never even TRIED to start peasant revolutions in Angola, Congo, or Bolivia, so what does he know?
|Friday, November 10th, 2006|
|It's the only way they'll learn...
Ta-Daaaa!!! just found another new unsecured WiFi network in my building. NETGEAR...Ha! people too stupid to even change the name; they just set up their wireless router and awaaay they go. If they're not computer-savvy enough to set up a secure network, they deserve what they get. However, since I AM such a nice guy, I'll refrain from downloading kiddie-porn or bomb-making info thru their network. And on that note, did any of you in cyberspace know that you can quite easily convert a microwave oven into a directed-energy weapon? It's true; check out: http://www.bugsweeps.com/info/electronic_harassment.html
Pretty sinister...next-door neighbors keeping you up at night with their loud and lusty sex antics? Just silently irradiate them in their sleep from the other side of the wall, in the comfort of your own living room/bedroom. Bwa Hah Hah!!!
|Friday, August 25th, 2006|
|Back to the Left Coast
So my lame-assed sojourn in Gagetown NB is coming to an end. Suffice to say it was 2 months out of my life I'll never have back. Understaffed, overworked, overseen by the inept. I wasn't a very happy camper, needless to say: my unit dropped the ball on my paperwork, fucking up my pay, is stalling my promotion, and gave my hoped-for spot on the Bridging Boat course to someone junior to me who never actually participates in field ex's because of his cushy recruiting job. Needless to say, I no longer trust the unit higher-ups any farther than I could throw them. I would seriously consider quitting, but I'd feel guilty, like I was abandoning Dan and Larry and abandoning the junior troopies to the tender mercies of the evil North Vancouver clique. United Front, boys, United Front... Current Mood: Sreepy
|Saturday, June 3rd, 2006|
why must my weekends off be beset with shyte weather? I'm here in the Halifax are...specifically the Dartmouth library...and it's all grey and pissing down rain. Same as my long weekend in Charlottetown. Bastards. Them and their weather control. They know who they are. Last weekend was sunny, but I stayed in the Kentville area. I managed to walk to Halls Harbour on the Bay of Fundy last Sunday; my road map had it marked as 12km one way...no problem. However, it turns out to be more that 16 from Camp Aldershot. I left at 0830, got there at noon, spent a disappointing half hour resting my legs, then headed back. 'Bout 2/3 of the way back some of my coursemates pulled up in a van and picked me up. They'd seen me on their way up, but decided to wait till the return trip to give me a lift. Jerks. But on a positive note, PLQ Mod 6 is now half over. Last week was spent doing nav refreshers and learning section attack stuff, along with CQB (close quarter battle) tactics. Yesterday was spent in the CQB mock-up facility practising room clearing armed with Simunition weapons. I got popped in the right arm 'cause the guy in front of me paused coming through the door, giving the staff time to shoot me. It didn't hurt that much, but at a range of about 10 feet, the paint round drew blood, event through the sleeve. Oh well. And on another positive note (I guess) Thursday before last, the Minister of National Defence came to Aldershot and spoke to our course. This medic chick from Edmonton got to sit at the head table with him at a special dinner in his honour. Basically he blabbed about how we as up-and-coming Master Corporals were vital to the future of the Army and such. Yeah, yeah...sunshine up my ass. I could use some today. If I'd wanted rain I coulda stayed in BC.
|Sunday, May 21st, 2006|
So yeah, it would appear that I'm in Charlottetown PEI for the long weekend. I put my ol' thumb out for the very first time and hitch-hiked out from Wolfville NS. Managed to get a ride from Windsor to the Pictou ferry with an officer from the camp who was instructing on a staff course for foreign officers from Africa, Central America and Eastern Europe. Charlottetown's a pretty nice place; bigger than Fredericton but smaller than Halifax. It's the birthplace of Canadian Confederation to boot. Most of my PLQ coursemates are spending the weekend in Hali, so I gues that makes me a little anti-social. Pfft...whatever; I've already seen Hali several times before. As for the course itself, the first week has been pretty relaxed, not even any open-locker inspections. The camp is sooo small, the instructers have us form up on the FAR side of the class building just so we have a litte further to march to the mess hall...funny. And we won't be digging trenches on this course; the focus is on urban ops, though we'll still be doing section attacks and recce patrols. So I'll be spending the rest of today in PEI and probably thumb my way back to Nova Scotia tomorrow morn. And that would be the summary of my life for the week.
|Monday, May 8th, 2006|
Just swung by the local bibliotheque and got a reserved copy of On the Road on 10 CD's, unabridged and read by Matt Dillon. How freakin' great is that?! All that could top that is the movie version, directed by Walter Salles, coming out sometime next year...Methinks I shall listen as I peruse my Moon travelguide to Oaxaca, where I hope to go in October. Yay me!
|a Man with No Name|
You scored 8 Honor, 2 Justice, 8 Adventure, and 6 Individuality!
|It's one thing to be a gunslinger. It's another to wander into town, leave nothing but a trail of those who'd try your skill and take the town's gratitude and cash with you. Hero or villan? It's all in how you look at it and whose side you're on.|
Cigar in your teeth and colt on your hip, you are ready to step into the hazy desert horizon. You'll do just fine.
|My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:|
||You scored higher than 54% on Ninjinuity|
||You scored higher than 5% on Knightlyness|
||You scored higher than 72% on Cowboiosity|
||You scored higher than 58% on Piratical Bent|
|Saturday, May 6th, 2006|
|Oh yeah, almost forgot...
To all you LJ-types out there of Mexican descent, happy belated Cinco de Mayo! Way to sock it to them pastry-eatin' French-types...
|Vaya con Dios, muchachos
So it's around 12:30ish; my pals Dan and Larry should be airborne right about now. On the long tedious Air Canada milk-run from Vancouver to Fredericton. If past experience is any guide, they'll transfer flights in Montreal, where their baggage will get mixed up and it'll take days for it to get to them. Damned airlines... Anyways, I too will be heading to the Maritimes in another week; it's off to Camp Aldershot in Nova Scotia with me.
I know what you're thinking..."wow, that lot sure do get around." Let me elaborate: Dan, Larry, and I are Army Reservists in the Fraser Valley area of B.C. Suffice to say, our training requirements generally take us out East every summer. In my case, I'm completing a leadership course I need for promotion to Master Corporal. I had the choice of doing it in Camp Wainwright, Alberta or Camp Aldershot, Nova Scotia. If you've been to that part of Alberta you'll know why I chose Nova Scotia; Wainwright is a desolate hell-hole, surpassed only by Camp Dundurn, Saskatchewan. Secondly, my dad's side of the family comes from Kentville, NS, just south of Aldershot and said camp is where my grandfather joined the Canadian Army in WWII. Thirdly, Aldershot/Kentville is only 'bout an hour or so from Halifax, which is always a good spot for intoxication and debauchery. >this from personal experience<
But yeah, that's my introduction to the LJ world-at-large. Stay tuned for more about me and my crazy life.