It Was The Blurst Of Times??!!

Right. Good question. Seeing how I just got back and now we leave for the field for ten days maybe I ought to answer. We leave Wednesday and we'll come back the 29th, so I need to get my shit together. But I will try to answer.
It's like this. I don't know. I guess one could make the assessment that the entire Yossarian/Army experiment is a test to push the limits of capabilities. When the challenge that was once feared was easier than thought, new challenges were needed in order to find limitations. When Yossarian doesn't know his limitations he tends to do stupid things that exceed his parameters of possibilities. Thus, I need to know what I can and cannot do in order to prevent me from doing stupid shit.
That's the easy way to look at it.
The other way to look at it is training. If you're anything like me, then you are constantly on the run from Spanish Conquistadors who are after the gold you've hidden inside your body. Or you believe that if the Apocalypse comes tomorrow, you ought to be prepared to live and get others through the bullshit.
Some funny things that happened in SERE: I sang Check Up On It for like 2 days straight. I broke down in tears begged it all to stop and gave up information. When the information I gave up wasn't the "actual" information the mental and physical beating continued as I laughed because I told them Bruce Wayne was Batman. This guy Mario escaped and was found and brought back. He continued to try to escape and I said, "Mario's a fucking psycho," a lot ala A Bronx Tale. I ate a snake and various bugs. The quote, "A night in the box," lost all meaning. I'm really glad it's over.
So on to more shit. I will be needing a job when I leave this here shit. So hook a brother up.
A certain calmness comes with having completed SERE. Now I will offer advice, advice that ought not be questioned. You must simply take the advice and run with it.
Unkind K-Luv – Bone the 16 year old.
Cocaine – Upon your refusal to get your own blog, use my comments section as your blog again.
That's all the advice I can muster. Aside from find me a job. I have been thinking about trying to work for the Red Sox or the Cardinals. I've harbored secret desires to work for the Pirates, but I know Unkind's refusal to move to the steel city.