Day 14/365
Work. Sometimes unpredictable and inconvenient. A rare glimpse of what after hours escalation looks like. Are you surprised?
Day 13/365
I used to dread when we started recording. It’d take me take after take after take after take to get something half assed worth listening to. Today, one take did the trick. Rare day.
Day 12/365
75 years young + 1 day. Funny story. As a young Marine, it was rare for personal calls to be received at our barracks. The exceptions were typically when we returned back from a deployment and girls were calling looking for their baby daddy. The true attention getters were senior officers or politicians checking in…
Day 11/365
In 2017 we visited Cuba. As culture shock goes, Cuba is definitely in the top 5. One thing that was striking was all the vibrant, yet aged tile nearly everywhere we went. While this isn’t from Cuba, it is Cuba-esque.
Day 10/365
I have always been a fan of the Doors and the iconic Jim Morrison. Sometime circa 1990 in Kin Town (Kinville), Okinawa while in what is best described as a non-sober state, I watched a laser disc music video of Danzig’s “Mother”. In awe I kept vacillating in thought that Jim was still alive! and…
