Category: O’Folks

• crazy for snow

  December 8, 2001

  T-Dawg

  With about six inches of fluffy snow on the ground, Tim and I had to try out the sledding hill north of main base. It’s not too bad, but it’d be better if it were steeper, or if we had a couple saucers to get going really fast. Remember saucers, the most insanely suicidal thing Read.

• wrestlemania

  December 2, 2001

  Seanster

  Sean squeaked through the door just before I did this morning, back from his trip to Yakota with the wresting team. He’s talking about quitting the team. I can’t say I blame him. He puts in long hours at practice, usually doesn’t get home until after 7:00 pm, and after supper he has to spend Read.

• lock-down

  November 23, 2001

  Seanster

  Sean went to one of the wrestling squad’s “lock-downs” tonight. The team goes off to the high school cafeteria and watches movies, eats pizza and, for all I know, wrestles all night. The coach is pretty intense that way. They did one of these lock-downs just a few weeks after we got here; the coach Read.

• cultured strep

  November 9, 2001

  T-Dawg

  The culture report came back; turns out Timmy has strep throat after all. Poor fellah’s been hacking up phlegm all day, and now he’s got to toss back a dose of vile-tasking penicillin three times a day. Read.

• kanji boy

  November 1, 2001

  My Darling B, My Glorious Air Force Career

  You should see My Darling B read Japanese! I started learning the characters before we left England and I’m still piss-poor at it, but I’m a slug and haven’t been studying. B, to my shame, taught herself one of the alphabets in a single evening! Went out and bought some cooking gunk the next day. Read.