Fame. What's a Name?

Tonight's title brought to you by Bowie. I realized I haven't been keeping up with this thing recently so I figured I'd throw out a little line to my "followers". There's still not a whole lot shaking or moving on this end. I'm in Virginia right now and will remain here until May for the aforementioned school. So far it's been one ridiculous day after another full of formations, marching, and death by PowerPoint. Carrie is hanging in there back in Tennessee. She had a doctor's appointment recently and said it went very well. The baby sounds healthy and has a heartbeat of I believe she said 156 beats per minute. She's working and trying to fight her nausea. Thankfully they gave her meds for that recently, so hopefully she'll get past it all. As for me, I'm living the dream...not really. I get up at 4 a.m. to make it to physical training by 5:50 and generally get back to my hotel around 6 everynight. It's pretty much some of the most ridiculous time I've passed in a long time. I'd almost much rather go back to survival school again then have to do this. But, I guess it could be worse. As far as the rest of it, it goes.


P.S. Just thought I'd throw a little tasty bit of information: The nation's Goldenboy (Barack Obama) has decided to purchase 28 new presidential helicopters at the cost of $11.2 billion. As for quick math, that's $440 million per aircraft...This must be the "change" we've all been waiting for. GOODNIGHT AMERICA!