My house after the Makeover.

These are a couple pics of my new home. It's the same place as below, but with some new additions. There is still some work to be done, but it's comin along pretty good. I got a whole lot of "your crazy" and "you'll never get it to work." Well, all I have to say is look at the crazy guy sittin in the shade. If you look at the ground, you can see the landscaping I have done. I moved about 500 or 600lbs of rock with an E-Tool so I could enjoy the shade with out sitting around in mud. We are planning a BBQ in a couple weeks, after I finish. There's still one thing I'm waitin on. You'll see it in a the upcoming weeks.
Hope ya'll have a good day.

My Tatoo

I got this in Dec. Just thought I'd show ya'll. It hurt like hell!!! The FIST is the symbol of my job. I am a FISTer. Fire Support Team, FST, FISTer. Starting to get the idea. I am not a Fireman, like it sounds. I am a Forward Observer. It's kinda like a Scout, but a scout goes out, looks at the bad guys, and lets the higher know about it, then moves out to the next target. FISTers go out, look at the bad guys, kills them with Artillery, then moves out to the next target. In theory that's what my job does. We can be attached to Infantry units, work in Colt teams, 4 people, or be used in the higher echelons as liaisons. This is what I do. That's about all I can talk about for now.

Trip to the IZ (International Zone)

I had to go the IZ the other day for a physical. On the way back, once we were back in a relatively safe place, I snapped a few pictures.




This is me on my way to the IZ.


Just a bldg that's destroyed.


Leaving the IZ.


Talk about some serious Gate Gaurds.

Pics of 1st month

This is my office.




My little peice of heaven.



Pfc McCrady and SFC Howell waiting in Kuwait.


A shot of trailer alley.


Me and SSG Selking on the bird to Baghdad.