Life is Weird.

So I know it is completely Cliche’ (Black people being afraid of heights. Stupid fear I know) But I still have this slight fear of heights, and I love climbing, rock climbing and jumping off shit… It is weird, but every time I climb on top of the Aircraft, one hundred scenarios run through my head at one time about how I could possibly die, by falling of the Aircraft… The myth that old Infantry jobs are dangerous jobs, is stupid and narrow minded… Every time I get on top of my aircraft is one more chance I have to possibly injure myself…

And it happened, fell 6 feet off my aircraft, hand to Bob my mind went blank don’t remember anything from when I slip until the moment I ended up on the ground…

Now I have 2 jacked up shoulders… And an increased fear of dying everytime I climb on top of my Helicopter.

So mock me if you will. Falling off helicopters succksss.

This could mean someone up there is thinking of me, OR the Market is finally ripe for going into Real estate!

I have a huge feeling that this hobby of mine is going to become very expensive…

Even though I need only 3 or 4 more lens to have all the lens I want to take the kind of pictures I want.

I have a feeling it is going to take me to all kinds of weird and unknown places.

Another thing changing a lens on my film camera is time consuming. I am sure if I kept practicing I would get it down.

On another note I should have probably brought more film, because I am already out… it sucks but I have a Olympus Pen, what sucks even more is I am going to have to buy an adapter so I can attach third party lens to my Olympus.

Whatever, I will spend another 300 bucks for my happiness.

Can’t wait to see how the pictures I took turned out.

yea that Is the thing I like about film you don’t know how the end result turns out until you get the film developed… digital there is no suspense to it, if your vision doesn’t turn out the way you wanted it then you can just delete it and try again… It takes the Creativeness out of photography I think.

Did you know my camera has a panoramic function on it? I remember there was a time where you had to guess and wing it when trying to take panoramic pictures, if you were good you made it work… whatever, I will still use my film camera like it is back in style.

Yes I am still going to put together a photog blog when I get back… So you can see all the crappy photos I have been taking.

SOMEONE SEND ME FILM! So I can try out my 60-200mm (or whatever the hell it is, I am a guy and fuck the little details) lens.

So To illustrate how complex and frustrating life is, and how everything is connected I will tell this little event that is happening to me…

So in the Last 3 days problems seem to be piling up, someone in their infinite wisdom decided to take a torque signal conditioner from my Aircraft, of course the proper procedures were followed. So in the process of installing this Torque signal conditioner, one must ensure the setting on the Signal conditioner matches the drive shaft setting, all that was told to me about finding the drive shaft setting was… “You will need a mirror”

all that tells me is that the single number I need is in a hard to read spot, now where exactly that spot is, is a mystery to me…

In order to prevent myself from losing it, I take breaks because frankly whatever is left of my sanity is more important to me than freaking out over trivial things such as getting a part installed on an aircraft on time.

In other new I am definitely intrigued by “The Secret life of an American Teenager”

Laugh if you must, but I MUST KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT. Me and a buddy definitely finished Seasons 1-2 in a matter of a day. Another buddy of mine said “It’s like ‘Love for Marines’ or the ‘Love MCI’” 

Anyway watching said tv show is making me come up with Ideas for when I have kids.

‘How much I hate that I feel like I am not doing anything substantial goes here.’

Until next time

Keep your Head up and Keep Pushing

fin

So a friend of mine told me this term… Apparently I am a heartless Romantic. It is because I generally don’t believe in all the stupid holidays and what not, but that could also be that I have never shared those holidays with someone special outside my family….

But I would like to think I would be good about surprising the significant other…

But seriously check out this website, I fucking love it http://romanticallyapocalyptic.com/8

You only have to account for your action half of the time. The other part you can still blame on not being in the right state of mind….

So if you haven’t heard, I am Judson… There are things about me that you would probably never figure out if you ever met me in person.

So on the topic of account for your action.. Most people expect you to dwell and beat yourself up over something stupid you have done, but being crazy you don’t dwell you say “You know that thing you just did… Don’t do it again” and move on…

But me I have short term memory loss, so i forget things almost instantly, like names, actions, events, things I say, things I do…

So I can blame a lot of things on the part of my mind that is off in my own fantasy land, because while at work I don’t think about work, I think about how much i would really like to go on my own space adventure, or something of the sort…

Anyway I claim to be halfway Crazy, because being normal is wayy too hard, and I don’t like it…

Keep you head up and keep pushing.

Fin

Seriously, thank you, it makes my week and month 100% better when I receive letters and junk.

For anyone whom has written me and I have not responded yet, it might be because U.S. Postal service sucks and I have yet to receive your letter… If you wish to write the address is on the main page, updated and sheett.

Until next time.

Keep your head up and Keep pushing.

Night Fuckers.

Broadcasting from half a world away…

Keeping my Head up and still pushing.

Did you know that in some countries they arrest people for talking shit about their President/leader?

It is a true fact. Think about it for a sec before you have something to say about our President.

Is it weird that I take it as a personal Challenge when I hear of other poeple deciding to stay in? It has actually been occuring to me more and more, it is like a slap in the face to me, like a little part of me is saying ‘You are a babyback bitch if you don’t ride it out and see where it goes” and I am thinking to my self like “what the fuck self”

When I was in School I had a Gunny, he would run around in like a flack Jacket all the time. When I got to C school someone asked our instructor why he did that, he told us we would understand when our EAS came up… I still don’t understand, I thought he was a crazy ass motivating old Gunny…

I am getting my Fight Club Binge in, and still contemplating life, love, the universe and everything really….

Oman… Sand and Camels…

That is all.

Definitely requesting an IA billet after this float…

I can’t take anymore of this wrench turning shit. 2 months and I will have earned my good Cookie… I like cookies. Espescially chocolate chip cookies. Feel free to send me homemade ones if you wish, no but not really, three years down 2 to go.

I had shared this opinion with a friend of mine, I figured I would share it with the rest of you guys…

Somali pirates, you are annoying the rest of civilized community… And America has taken notice, rest assured my sentiments are not alone. I think every time we encounter one of those little dingy pirate boats, we shoudl light them the fuck up, sink them mother fuckers…

Back in the 1500s when piracy was running rampant in the carribean and east indian area the British and Spanish Crowns did not fuck around with pirates, they in fact hunted those people and hung them.

Pirates are a nuicance and a threat to regional and global security, if we don’t show Somali pirates we are not fucking around they will continue to run that part of the world and continue to destablize the region. we need to show them that the global community as a whole doesn’t play nice with a bunch of rag tag fuckers with aks and rpgs…

Now some of you or one of you, or all of you, might say this is all insensitive to say or think… Well I think it is time for you to wake up and look at the state of the world we are living in… One part of the world can and will affect the other… That is how dynamic this world is…

Think about it, hate me for it but if you deny the truth in this, then you are stupider than you choose to let on…

FIN.

If you live near a Nuclear power plant you might want to consider moving far away from it…

Consider this for a second, if there is no one around to maintain the power plant what do you think will happen? Well it will go into a crical meltdown for one, after the water that cools the spent uranium fuel rods boils down and exposes the fuel rods, those rods will burn up spew toxic radioactive gas, kill everything within a couple dozen miles. Now think about how many nuclear power plants we have around the country, in those regions will be dead spots where nothing can live…

Unless the Government has a plan in case of such an event, states with Nuke plants are kind of fucked…

So find out where you local Nuclear power plant is and contact them ask them if they have a response plan in the event of a Zombie invasion.

By and by, when the hell is Hollywood going to come out with another Zombie Movie? better yet I don’t want them to, because they seem to have a knack for ruining certain genres I find appealing.

So think about it, we must remain ever vigilant against the undead threat.

You know what the funny thing is? I have been taking this philosophy class (study of world religions) and reading the bible at the same time… The bible is actually really violent and has a lot of sex in it. Like a lot of sex. God actually says “go forth and spread your Seed” or something like that…

The Bible endorses having lots of sex. Which I find interesting as to why many religous people wait to marriage to fuck… I mean if you find the person you think you eventually will marry, why not bone down?

I like guns because, they are guns…. If I need to explain why Weapons are AWESOME! You should unfollow right this second.

I like girls because most of them are soft and smooth looking. Who doesn’t like girls?

well it is a new day, and I am tired. I need to go to sleep and get ready for tomorrow, lots of schoolwork and laundry and running.

Stay Faithful

I have lots of cool pictures of Sand and Camels. I have no cool pictures of Flight Deck Operations…

I feel like If I keep doing this, it will consume my life. When I do something I like I put myself wholeheartedly into it, I don’t fuck around… It sucks because The current job I have isn’t the job for me…

People say “well anywhere you go you will not like the people you work with or your job”… I generally think it is semantics, it is hard not to love what I do. It is just a love/ despise relationship.

Marines are not supposed to bad mouth the Corps to civilains or other service members, I haven’t badmouthed the Corps yet have I? Only most of the Marines I have met…

Right now I am just rambling, I have a lot on my mind, a lot I need to think about. EAS is coming up faster than I know, before I know it I will have to make some quick decisions, It is a lot to take one…

The question is, can I handle a lifestyle that is constantly in motion? What of my personal life and personal goals for myself.

It truly is hard to stop trying to control things. What is happiness anyway?

The thing about being a young adult, is you have to constantly search for your reality, when you think you found it, it turns out to be not what you expected…

This isn’t real life for me, something feels like it is constantly missing… Everytime I think I come close, (CLOSE, never actually near enough) it seems not to be real… This is me talking about life, love and the Universe…

It sucks, you think you find some awesome friend(s) and they end up leaving… You think you find that awesome girl/guy, they end up not being that into you… This story plays out 6 billion times over. As I said before, I think I became a Marine because I thought I was lost. I still am, and I am tired/worn out, I don’t like being lost, I don’t like not knowing where I fit. I despise getting there too late, with not enough time to figure things out.

A friend of mine asked this question “where is my queen, for this King?”

I want an answer, this question is a hard one to answer. Mostly because my situation is not the typical situation of the average guy on the street. In fact there are not many guys like me, you do not see us everyday or would know what we look like. But if someone were to accuse me of being a Marine, would there be enough evidence to convict me? I don’t know I think it is all in how you maintain yourself, and what kind of character you have…

I am ambitious, confident, a little into myself, foward moving and thinking.

It is finding something “Real and Substaintial” that maintains to be my problem.

Broadcasting from the middle east, thank you for coming, your moment has end…

Fin.

How does a gentleman of my caliber celebrate a birthday you ask?? Me thinks gets plenty drunk in a foriegn Islamic country? ahaha nooo. We shall leave that till Australia or Thailand, or some other country…

I think I will contemplate the meaning of life, the universe, love, and all that other weird stuff.

You know something, every time I see those movies with the douche bag jock guy and he is going to fight or confronting the antagonist or protagonist or what ever, why do they always need all their faggy little buddies to stand up with them??

I actually am begining to not  like those moves more and more…

yeeeppp hopefully I can get some cool pictures… Fingers crossed.

Never thought it would be so hard… But “Fortune favors the Brave”  Correct??

You have to be bold in your actions, unmoving in your decisions, and certain  in what you want… that is the thing tha tis killing me, the vast uncerainty that  is my mind. The years go by quick, things change people change, what I want changes on the constant.

Now I want it to be known I have abosolutly nothing against my fellow ground pounders… The only thing I have NO sympathy for is the plight of average infantry Marine… When encountering them, and having conversations with them they always try and talk about how much harder life is for them in the Marine Corps. Frankly I could care less about how bad your life is, if all you are going to discuss is the negative then my sympathy for you is lost… Your life doesn’t suck as much considering you are alive…

Now I may not know the thrill of combat, that is not to say I will not get the chance, but war is not to be romanticized. Most of you know of, or know the men and women come back broken, and may never get the chance to be normal again.

It does not make you any more of a Man because you got the chance to pin on the Combat action ribbon, it just means you got the chance to do what the other 77% of the Marine Corps might not get the chance to do… That is not do belittle the significance of the Ribbon, that is not to belittle the significance of your work… Your work is as significant as mine, I just don’t bitch about my job.

Like I said to one of my friends, the Medals you have on your chest does not make you a Marine, or a Man… It is the man in the uniform that makes the Marine.

“You are not you job” is the saying…

Infantry Marines, you may go out and kill people, you may do things that 297 million other people in America will never have the chance or testicular fortitude to do. Remember you were a Man before you put on that uniform, you will be a man after you take off that uniform…

This rant is done…

Keep your head up and Keep pushing.

I have never understood the tension between Infantry Marines and Non infantry type Marines.

The Thing is we are all Marines, and can do the whole  Infantry thing. It really isn’t that hard, what is hard is an infantry Marine trying to fix a helicopter (by and by, it is pretty hard to trouble shoot the electronics of a helicopter.)

Frankly the way I see it, it isn’t the uniform that makes the Marine. It is the Person that Makes the Marine… If you are a good person, and do your job thne you are a Marine. It doesn’t make you anymore of a Man because you can point a weapon and pull a trigger.

I am going to leave it at this, because I want to expand more on this topic.

So that when I do meet a girl, and when I do make her mad, because I will and I have no brain mouth filter, I will always be able to present roses to her to make her smile… Good Idea no?

I can’t put my finger on it, but I have a restless mind… I think about everything, and anything…. It sucks because I want a moments quite for a while. I want to not have to think about anything, and keep the gears turning. I want to be at rest. One of the reason I enlisted was because I am a wandering/ wondering soul… I have no anchor, and am curious about most things, I want adventure and something new every so often. I write about a lot of turtles because I have so much to say. My life has been so weird up to this point. I cannot say that I have had a normal event in my life. I am also at a weird stage in my life where I feel like I am ready to be with someone, but there are also things I want to do first. Like nurture my warrior instinct. I feel like if I don’t do it, I will miss out on a part of my life. But I feel like if I don’t get out and see what the hell “the outside” has to offer me, I will miss out… A friend of mine told me “The Marine Corps makes you grow up so quick…” Maybe I am not ready to grow up… Maybe I want so much more freedom than I have… Yes I am a confuse little boy, I don’t know what I want out of my crazy, weird, malformed, misadjusted life… I’d like to think this is also one of the other reasons you guys and gals follow me, because I am all of the above and more… The people that I have been writing I hope you got my letters… Still have yet to receive any letters, I am beginning to think there is like a gremlin that likes to take things that makes me happy… But that is the crazy, misinformed, and unfounded ideas in my head coming out…. Anyway to some the world seems to be falling apart, if any of you have been following recent events. To me I see it as an opportunity to go to work. All of us out here with the Fighting 13th MEU are apparently the Stopgap…. The douche-bag trying to shore up the coming flood… We are it, we are the guys that come to the rescue. We kill bad guys, and save good guys. That is what Marines do… Now all I need is some girl to spoil when I come back. What ever…

 Keep your head up and Keep pushing.

What is better being obedient or being faithful…. Being faithful is having full trust and confidence in the person you are faithful to. You do it because you want to and trust in that person’s leadership or abilities or just trust that person in general. Obedience is doing what you are asked because you have to; Or because you are subservient to the person that is demanding or ordering you to do something…

Being faithful to a person or cause you act knowing what you are doing will advance the common goals.

I would trust a person more if they were faithful, rather obedient.

I would rather be totally loved than completely feared.

When you wake up and open your eyes how much of the world do you see?

Do you view the world in shades of gray, or full color? I know I said before that as a Marine I see the world in black or white, but I also kind of said that my opinion is subject to change due to new information…

Frankly I don’t know how to view the world anymore, because it isn’t black and white like I was led on to believe….

I would rather it go back to black and white. It was easier then…

Because trying to prove yourself right constantly, always having to say “Yes I did that right” is tiring…

But then again being happy isn’t always consistent…

I finish Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, surprising ending I might say, the message comes together perfectly… Therefore I am giving up trying to understand things, I am hanging the Sense of it all… Being happy take a certain kind of engery anyway, so I would rather focus on being happy than anything else….

There  might be something self contradictory of it all, if you have been following my messages for awhile. Who cares, I am allowed to contradict myself… I am a guy. and I am young and dumb.

So focusing on being happy… Because being right sucks.

She doesn’t love you back. Or you are going in seperate directions with your life than her…

This doesn’t apply to my life because I have yet to meet the girl of my dreams…

Side not the Girl of my dreams would most likely have cherry red hair, Gorgeous blue eyes, Tattoos, Way too smart for me, She would most likely have a happy go lucky attitude, a little rocker chick that likes to hang out at the beach at all hours of the night, star gaze, watch the sunset, and movies all hours of the night, and generally discuss Life, the Universe, and everything really… But enough about that….

The Idea is this usually it takes a couple of run ins with “The one” “The Great White Buffalo” for you two to get on the same wavelength, the same life road…

But I gurantee when you two do get on that road together, it will be a blast…

It is going to take me an 8 month trek around the world, and 2 more years in the Marine Corps to finally get on the same road as the girl of My dreams…

What evers just a random ass thought, popped into my head…

KEEP YOUR HEAD UP AND KEEP PUSHING.

Fin.

As Marines we use the term Orah or rah a lot…

For Marines it means a lot of things for us… We use it as an acknowledgement, A Greeting.

For example if say our CO ask a group of us how we are doing, the response would be “rahh Sir” or something of the sort…

Frankly the meaning of Orah has been distorted to some form of guturral growl coming out to the form of ‘urr’.

I forget the correct usage of Orah, frankly it doesn’t really matter anymore, We use it how we use it.

RAH!