Multiple threads...
Red Planet.
It's another one of those days. Heeding the call of nature, I walk out of my trailer of blue light into a deep red. Total Recall comes to mind immediately. The palace that serves as our chow hall is a mere 200m away, but you can barely see it. This has been the dustiest summer I've been in Iraq. 2003, 2007 and this summer. Probably more dust storms this summer than the other two combined. I hate it. I can handle heat. But when you try to run and your lungs hurt from the grit, that's not what I like to have in my life, thank you very much.
The Bourne Identity.
I have never seen any of the Bourne movies, which is why I decided to read the books. I've been on a spy kick lately, anyway. I'm about six chapters into Identity and I like it a lot. As I read it, I can only imagine the movie differs considerably. It'd be a VERY hard book to pull off as is.
Sports.
Mixed bag this weekend. Penn State beat up Syracuse and took the poor Orangemen's lunch money. West Ham lost 3-2, and is certainly going through a turbulent time off the field with sponsors going bankrupt, managers quitting (still glad I'm not a Newcastle fan, though--that club is doomed. Leeds, anyone?), and whatnot. We'll see how the Pats do with Cassel instead of Touchdown Tommy. Bailey thinks our season is through. I think we aren't the odds-on favorite anymore, but I still have faith. DC United pulled out a draw against FC Dallas. You never know what the fuck you are getting week in/week out with MLS so meh. It's hard for me to keep up these days.
Currently:
I am listening to Lily Allen. Shut up. We all have our guilty pleasures. I need to clip my toenails. They are quite ick right now.
Red Planet.
It's another one of those days. Heeding the call of nature, I walk out of my trailer of blue light into a deep red. Total Recall comes to mind immediately. The palace that serves as our chow hall is a mere 200m away, but you can barely see it. This has been the dustiest summer I've been in Iraq. 2003, 2007 and this summer. Probably more dust storms this summer than the other two combined. I hate it. I can handle heat. But when you try to run and your lungs hurt from the grit, that's not what I like to have in my life, thank you very much.
The Bourne Identity.
I have never seen any of the Bourne movies, which is why I decided to read the books. I've been on a spy kick lately, anyway. I'm about six chapters into Identity and I like it a lot. As I read it, I can only imagine the movie differs considerably. It'd be a VERY hard book to pull off as is.
Sports.
Mixed bag this weekend. Penn State beat up Syracuse and took the poor Orangemen's lunch money. West Ham lost 3-2, and is certainly going through a turbulent time off the field with sponsors going bankrupt, managers quitting (still glad I'm not a Newcastle fan, though--that club is doomed. Leeds, anyone?), and whatnot. We'll see how the Pats do with Cassel instead of Touchdown Tommy. Bailey thinks our season is through. I think we aren't the odds-on favorite anymore, but I still have faith. DC United pulled out a draw against FC Dallas. You never know what the fuck you are getting week in/week out with MLS so meh. It's hard for me to keep up these days.
Currently:
I am listening to Lily Allen. Shut up. We all have our guilty pleasures. I need to clip my toenails. They are quite ick right now.