Just a time out here to say that I have been pleasantly floored recently by what I’ve been reading on Xanga. Such wonderful insight on some things. Oh sure…there are those whom I don’t agree with but overall…wow….we certainly have some incredible talent out here writing away on Xanga.

The Navy Invented Sex

A Marine and a sailor were sitting in a bar one day arguing over which was the superior service.

After a swig of beer the Marine says, ‘Well, we had Iwo Jima.’

Arching his eyebrows, the sailor replies, ‘We had the Battle of Midway.

‘Not entirely true’, responded the Marine. ‘Some of those pilots were Marines, in fact, Henderson Field on Guadalcanal was named after a Marine pilot killed at the Battle of Midway.’

The sailor responds, ‘Point taken.’

The Marine then says, ‘We Marines were born at Tunn Tavern!’

The sailor, nodding agreement, says, ‘But we had John Paul Jones.’

The argument continued until the sailor comes up with what he thinks will end the discussion. With a flourish of finality he says…… ‘The Navy invented sex!’

The Marine replies, ‘That is true, but it was the Marines who introduced it to women.’

A tip of the hat to all our servicemen and women. To those who serve and have repeatedly gone back to the front lines. I thank you.

As for those homeside who have just gotten complacent…read on..

Luke AFB is west of Phoenix and is rapidly being surrounded by 
civilization that complains about the noise from the base and its 
planes, forgetting that it was there long before they were. 

A certain Lieutenant Colonel at Luke AFB deserves a big pat on the 
back. 

Apparently, an individual who lives somewhere near Luke AFB wrote 
the local paper complaining about a group of F-16s that disturbed 
his/her day at the mall. 

When that individual read the response from a Luke AFB officer, it must 
Have stung quite a bit. 

The complaint: 

‘Question of the day for Luke Air Force Base: 
Whom do we thank for the morning air show? Last Wednesday, at 
precisely 9:11 A.M, a tight formation of four F-16 jets made a low 
pass over Arrowhead Mall, continuing west over Bell Road at 
approximately 500 feet. Imagine our good fortune! Do the 
Tom Cruise-wannabes feel we need this wake-up call, or were they 
trying to impress the cashiers at Mervyns early bird special? 
Any response would be appreciated. 


The response: 

Regarding ‘A wake-up call from Luke’s jets’ On June 15, at 
precisely 9:12 a.m, a perfectly timed four- ship fly by of F-16s from 
the 63rd Fighter Squadron at Luke Air Force Base flew over the grave of 
Capt. Jeremy Fresques. 

Capt. Fresques was an Air Force officer who was previously stationed at 
Luke Air Force Base and was killed in Iraq on May 30, Memorial Day. 

At 9 a. m. on June 15, his family and friends gathered at Sunland 
Memorial Park in Sun City to mourn the loss of a husband, son and 
friend. 

Based on the letter writer’s recount of the fly by, and because of 
the jet noise, I’m sure you didn’t hear the 21-gun salute, the 
playing of taps, or my words to the widow and parents of Capt. Fresques 
as I gave them their son’s flag on behalf of the President of the 
United States and all those veterans and servicemen and women 
who understand the sacrifices they have endured. 

A four-ship fly by is a display of respect the Air Force gives to those who 
give their lives in defense of freedom. 

We are professional aviators and take our jobs seriously, 
and on June 15 what the letter writer witnessed was four officers 
lining up to pay their ultimate respects. 

The letter writer asks, ‘Whom do we thank for the morning air 
show? The 56th Fighter Wing will make the call for you, and forward 
your thanks to the widow and parents of Capt Fresques, and thank them 
for you, for it was in their honor that my pilots flew the most honorable 
formation of their lives. 

Only 2 defining forces have ever offered to die for you…..Jesus Christ and 
the American Soldier. 

One died for your soul, the other for your freedom. 

Lt. Col. Grant L. Rosensteel, Jr. 

USAF 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FELLOW MARINES NEAR AND FAR AND TO ALL THEIR FAMILIES !!

TODAY IS NOVEMBER 10, 2008  SO THAT MAKES US 233 YEARS OLD !

A toast to Honor,Courage and Commitment

A big OOH-RAAh to Chesty Puller, wherever you are

Semper FI !

It’s been a while since I’ve posted here so I kinda feel like a fish out of water. Time to get back in   I also have to tweak this site a bit too. One step at a time.

What the ?

TRUE LETTER (STORY) For those of you who hunt deer, want to pet deer, or anything in between….this is too funny! Names have been removed to protect the stupid! This is an actual letter from someone who writes, and farms.

 ʼI had the idea that I was going to rope a deer, put it in a stall, feed it up on corn for a couple of weeks, then kill it and eat it. The first step in this adventure was getting a deer. I figured that, since they congregate at my cattle feeder and do not seem to have much fear of me when we are there (a bold one will sometimes come right up and sniff at the bags of feed while I am in the back of the truck not 4 feet away), it should not be difficult to rope one, get up to it and toss a bag over its head (to calm it down) then hog tie it and transport it home. I filled the cattle feeder then hid down at the end with my rope. The cattle, having seen the roping thing before, stayed well back. They were not having any of it. After about 20 minutes, my deer showed up — 3 of them. I picked out a likely looking one, stepped out from the end of the feeder, and threw my rope. The deer just stood there and stared at me. I wrapped the rope around my waist and twisted the end so I would have a good hold. The deer still just stood and stared at me, but you could tell it was mildly concerned about the whole rope situation. I took a step towards it…it took a step away. I put a little tension on the rope and then received an education. The first thing that I learned is that, while a deer may just stand there look at you funny while you rope it; they are spurred to action when you start pulling on that rope. That deer EXPLODED. The second thing I learned is that pound for pound, a deer is a LOT stronger than a cow or a colt. A cow or a colt in that weight range I could fight down with a rope and with some dignity. A deer– no chance. That thing ran, bucked, twisted, and pulled. There was no controlling it and certainly no getting close to it. As it jerked me off my feet and started dragging me across the ground, it occurred to me that having a deer on a rope was not nearly as good an idea as I had originally imagined. The third thing I learned, the only upside, is that they do not have as much stamina as many other animals. A brief 10 minutes later, it was tired and not nearly as quick to jerk me off my feet and drag me when I managed to get up. It took me a few minutes to realize this , since the blood flowing out of the big gash in my head mostly blinded me. At that point, I had lost my taste for corn-fed venison. I just wanted to get that devil creature off the end of that rope. I figured that if I just let it go with the rope hanging around its neck, it would likely die slow and painfully somewhere. At the time, there was no love at all between that deer and me. At that moment, I hated the thing, and I would venture a guess that the feeling was mutual. Despite the gash in my head and the several large knots where I had cleverly arrested the deerʼs momentum by bracing my head against various large rocks as it dragged me across the ground, I could still think clearly enough to recognize that there was a small chance that I shared some tiny amount of responsibility for the situation we were in, so I didnʼt want the deer to have to suffer a slow death, so I managed to get it lined back up in between my truck and the feeder – a little trap I had set before hand…kind of like a squeeze chute. I got it to back in there and I started moving up so I could get my rope back. The fourth thing I learned!!!! Did you know that deer bite? They do! I never in a million years would have thought that a deer would bite somebody, so I was very surprised when I reached up there to grab that rope and the deer grabbed hold of my wrist. Now, when a deer bites you, it is not like being bit by a horse where they just bite you and then let go. A deer bites you and shakes its head –almost like a pit bull. They bite HARD and it hurts. The proper thing to do when a deer bites you is probably to freeze and draw back slowly. I tried screaming and shaking instead. My method was ineffective. It seems like the deer was biting and shaking for several minutes, but it was likely only several seconds. I, being smarter than a deer (though you may be questioning that claim by now) tricked it. While I kept it busy tearing the bejesus out of my right arm, I reached up with my left hand and pulled that rope loose. That was when I got my fifth lesson in deer behavior for the day. Deer will strike at you with their front feet. They rear right up on their back feet, strike right about head, and shoulder level, and their hooves are surprisingly sharp. I learned a long time ago that, when an animal — like a horse –strikes at you with their hooves and you cannot get away easily, the best thing to do is try to make a loud noise and make an aggressive move towards the animal. This will usually cause them to back down a bit so you can escape. This was not a horse. This was a deer, so obviously, such trickery would not work. In the course of a millisecond, I devised a different strategy. I screamed like a woman and tried to turn and run. The reason I had always been told NOT to try to turn and run from a horse that paws at you is that there is a good chance that it will hit you in the back of the head. Deer may not be so different from horses after all, besides being twice as strong and 3 times as evil, because the second I turned to run, it hit me right in the back of the head and knocked me down. Lesson six… Now, when a deer paws at you and knocks you down, it does not immediately leave. I suspect it does not recognize that the danger has passed. What they do instead is paw your back and jump up and down on you while you are laying there crying like a little girl and covering your head. I finally managed to crawl under the truck and the deer went away. So now I know why when people go deer hunting they bring a rifle with a scope so that they can be somewhat equal to the Prey.

Hoo-Raah !  this is like jumping from a World War Two airplane right into an F-18 Fighter jet !

………I can’t wait for my head to catch up with the rest of me !

whoa !   yeah…it’s been a while since I’ve played with the layout n stuff for this site. So I come back here and my site is sooo Jacked now !! Woo hooo !!

Now this old rock has to take some time and tinker with the many new features and options for my site. Hmmm…this is gonna be one ugly learning curve….then again….with a lil work…it just might not

Don’t ever forget !

“The Marines I have seen around the world have the cleanest bodies, the filthiest minds, the highest morale, and the lowest morals of any group of animals I have ever seen. Thank God for the United States Marine Corps!”  - – - Eleanor Roosevelt

“It’s a funny thing, but, as years go by, I think you appreciate more and more what a great thing it was to be a United States Marine… People will tell me what a shame it was I had to go back into the service a second time, but I’m kinda glad I did.. Besides, I am a U.S. Marine and I’ll be one till I die.”  - – - Ted Williams

“Some people live an entire lifetime and wonder if they have made a difference to the world, but the Marines don’t have that problem.” – - – Ronald Reagan

“They’re on our right, they’re on our left, they’re in front of us, they’re behind us; they can’t get away from us this time.”
- – - Chesty Puller, USMC, Chosin Reservoir, Korean War

Here are some things to remind you all – and us – what we’re all about. The Good the Bad and the Ugly. All for a reason.

For you and me…for us all. For God, For Country and For The CORPS

click on the links (please leave comments if the links do not work as well as any feedback on your part….it would be greatly appreciated): 

Silent Drill Team

What’s it all about

SPIE rig (Special Purpose Insertion Extraction)

HALO Jumps (Spec Ops)

“Over There”

Salute to the Military

Semper FI !