There are two kinds of people in this world. those who wish something happened, and those who get s**t done. Me? well, im a get-s**t-done kind of guy...
I woke up the next morning to see Paul looming over me, standing unwaveringly still with a smile on his face. with his state of intoxication last nigh..
hours pass as the rain continues to plague the streets harder and harder, there was literally no traffic with the exception of a random mail truck eve..
Paul and i finally get to the US Navy base and bust through the door, still in PT gear with the dress whites still in my car. We saw sailors and curre..
about a half an hour on the road, i got a text from Commander Benson saying "Vandenberg AFB". I know well enough that Vandenberg is home to the Air Fo..
I woke up to the wonderful sound of one of the SEALs thunderously banging on our door. Paul must have been startled because he fell off of his bunk an..
Paul and I are still stretching out on the hammocks within the cargo bay on the C-17, hes about done freaking out, and goes back to playing games on h..
"Hold your goddamn fire. wait for them to get closer." I hear over the troop net. sounded like Commander Benson.I adjust the optics on my nods a littl..