I live in Tacoma Washington.
Judson, 23 years of living on this gravity well, spiraling around this nuclear fireball that somehow keeps us warm. Former Marine no longer a slave to Uncle Sam. Words of description: single, 'out to lunch', Malformed Public duty gland, and a deficiency in moral fiber precluding me from saving Universes. Possibly a dreamer (jury is still out). A bit rude, a bit crude, a bit into myself.
Nothing of importance: Don't listen to me, because I am Mostly harmless.
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Seriously though you guys, every time I went to the PX I always saw a ratio of 7 to 1 Fat Marine wives to not fat wives. Followed by a pack of kids. I consider it an accomplishment that I made it out of the Marine Corps unmarried and without kids (that I know of). It would suck having kids at this point in my life…
You know what I am doing these days? I fucking sleep til 10 ish, and fuck about in Washington, and go on adventures with my puppy. I don’t have to take care of any kids, or wives. it is fucking awesome. If I wanted I could take off for Australia or India right now and never come back.
Seriously, all of my friends are getting out of the Marine Corps. And I know they will do bigger and better things, because they are all the smartest guys I know. It just makes me kind of sad, because with one year left, it will only be me, and no one to see me off into the big bad world. This time next year, I will have my bags packed and hitting the road to somewhere or nowhere in particular. I am thinking Boston, or D.C. Or Georgia. I don’t actually know, I just want out and my own 1 bedroom apartment, with my Husky puppy, near a bar, so I can walk to the bar, get drunk and walk home. Or if I get out and land a good paying job, and I like the area I am living in, I will just buy a house. Give me ideas on where to live after the Marine Corps!
Ok remember a couple of months back I reblogged a ‘Did you know?’ that was completely wrong? I do, they were saying some inane bullshit like how the ringing you hear in your ears is some other shit. And I had to Instantly and fully let the dumb people know that the ringing in your ears is not fucking healthy that is actually your hearing deteriorating. It is called tinnitus… Well This is a literal Motherfucking listen to this when I say it. If and when you see ‘Hearing Protection Required’, Or someone says ‘You might want ear plugs for this, it could be loud’… FUCKING PUT ON THOSE DUMB ASS FOAMY THINGS!
Your hearing is the most important thing in the world. And right now, My right ear all I fucking hear is that motherfucking ringing… Sometimes it keeps me up at night… AND I DID MOSTLY THE RIGHT THING!
But I also blame living on an Air station for the last four years… Yes Jets are loud, even louder when you are mere feet from them while they are taking off. Helicopters are loud as well, even louder when you have been watching them spin for 20 or 30 minutes… My hearing is possibly permanently damaged, even while I did all the right things… It does not make you any shape or form of a bitch if you work around loud shit, and you put on hearing protection, they fucking call it hearing protection for a reason, use it… And let people call you a bitch, because in 4 or 5 years when you exit the Military, or after you decide to move on to your next job or whatever you will still have a level of your hearing left…
So I hardly do this. Because the Marine Corps has been mostly a drag… But I love the Marine Corps, unconditionally, Because of all the things I can’t tell you about, because it is my little secret…
But Marine Corps Aviation has turned 100 Officially today. That Means the Air portion of the Marine Air-Ground Task force has been dropping bombs, saving the grunt, and delivering food and water to those who need it for 100 years.
Here is to another 100 years of doing work, and flying the dog shit out of whatever new Aircraft they so wish to deliver to my Beloved Marine Corps, and to any Newbie out there Swinging with the Wing… It only seems like it will get worse… Beer and Liquor will be your friend, find humor in everything, block out the shitty, remember the good, And most importantly of all, Never ever ever ever ever ever ever EVER, pass up the opportunity to take a ride in one of the Many Beautiful Machines We fly.
That is all.
“Hey Marine! Take your beanie off! The sun is up.”
The sun is most definitely not up- that’s like one fucking ray of sunlight on the horizon. Plus- it’s called “cold weather gear” not “sun-down gear.”
stupid rule is stupid.