Well, R&R is getting close. So close that I can almost taste the grease on the pizza and the hops in the beer. I am also so close that I know that time is short until I leave. Have you ever done the mental gymnastics of thinking about how much time you have until you have to do something, and the amount of time that it will actually take to do it, then figure out...damn, there just isn't enough time left! Well, I just came to that realization today about my short trip to Victory for the Jewish Holidays. Looks like I will have to give up that trip to save the one that I already spent about a thousand bucks on. Luckily, I was able to score a Machzor so I can get somewhat involved in my salvation.
Before I leave I have to take over the training center here at Taji, in addition to my already having the Joint Training Center. This will not involve too much, but will involve me signing and inventorying, or inventorying, then signing for all of the other guy's property...just so he can go home. If I don't give up this trip, I may be keeping a guy from going home after his year is up. Or, would have to give up my trip to the states. So I gave up my short trip to VBC for the High Holidays. I will have to make it up to myself, someday. Its not easy being me.
My Iraqis got one of those WWII Motorcycles with a sidecar, so, of course, I had to look like a goober and take a picture while on the thing. It doesn't run yet, so it wasn't like I could ride around on the thing. I look totally fat in the picture. Maybe, it is because I am, but my shirt does fit a bit loose these days, so maybe it is just an optical illusion. But probably not. I had to include the other pic to prove that it was, indeed, one of those ones with the sidecar. It was absolutely filthy, so I didn't make anyone get in, although it would have made for a much more hilarious photo. Not sure why I have this funny obsession with motorbikes with sidecars. I just really find it funny that they still deliver mail on those things. And, I suspect, those guys with the bugs in their teeth will be very glad when the Iraqi Army finally gets email...in the next decade or so. I wish them, and their teeth, well.
Ok, lets all hope that the weather is good when I get home so that I can play a lot of golf. I didn't waste 250 bucks on a Wii and Tiger Woods 2011 to NOT play golf when I get home. Pretty sad that I have to use a video game to get in shape for a real game. I did go by the driving range that we have here at Taji...and yes, we do have a driving range. But unfortunately (or fortunately, since I have a huge blister from pushing a squeegee all morning yesterday), all of the golf balls were already out on the range. Apparently, it is a fetch your own damn balls kinda range. LOTS of golf clubs! And, since the driving area is on pretty hard ground, there were a lot of bent clubs...would have much preferred to be looking at bent grass, but it was good to look at real golf clubs for a change (not my Wii remote). I did complete a 4 round 44 under European championship at St Andrews...wish I could really hit the ball 330 yards straight down the fairway, apparently that is a big plus at a place like St. Andrews (or any golf course except Putt Putt for that matter). Maybe I need to turn up the difficulty level a little?
Well, I need to get to bed...and tomorrow IS a new day, after all. Maybe I will actually get to the driving range again. Oh, yeah, the squeegee incident. We are being forced to move to new building for our offices. The only way to mop up a year's worth of dirt here is to pour water on it and squeegee it away. So we were all spending time behind the squeegee...maybe too much time for my hands. Big old blister on my right thumb. I don't think that it will hurt the swing, but don't want to make it worse right before I head home for real golf.