Islamic Flies

flies, they are annoying little creatures that eat at the dead skin on your flesh, the garbage in you can, the crap on your lawn, the candy that has melted into your vehicles upholstery. No matter where you are, they tend to follow us around like stink follows your waste to the depths of hell and beyond. unless you decide to move to the North or South pole, you will never escape the ravage beasts, never. The best one can do is to grab a fly swatter, and take up the are of fly fencing, or become a crack shot with blow darts, as in the Disney movie jungle to Jungle. but for us here in the Middle Eastern deserts, we have it worst. For the flies here are like none other on the planet. See here, we have Islamic flies. They pray to Allah, and they feed on human flesh. These flies have the ability to fly faster, bite harder, and stay alive better then any other fly I know of. They wear their turbines proudly, as they make suicide bombing runs towards your scalp...yet they do not die...they live. Even if you manage to wack one, they come back. see, the flies don't have the 40 virgins awaiting them in the after life, no. Theirs is a much lesser a prize....40 heaping cans of garbage.....and when you take into retrospect the size of a fly....those cans will last darn near an eternity. what we need here, are USA Dragon Fly bombers to come in a devour our foes......because I cant take much more of these red bite marks cause by the little pestilence.
I retrack my statement I made before. I deleted it due to a good friends words....he is a wiser man than I in many ways. Some should listen more to what he has to say. Besides, who the heck do you think he is.

The Land of Sand, Wind, and Scars

As we got off the plane and onto the bus, it hit me how different this part of the world is, and yet how much the same it it. As some of you know, I am in the middle east as of a little while back. The plane ride was incredibly long, and extremely boring...but, it gave so much time to think and to reflect on who and what i am and should be.
After we got off the plane, I looked up to the stars, and to the moon to see what they look like with know trees to obscure their beauty. i was disappointed to find that, though there may be no tree to block my view, there was a wall of dust, making the moon look blured, and only a few stars visible. This haze has lasted the intire time I have been here, and it is quite depressing, seeing how the sun is down by 6pm here.
The wind constantly blows here, it never stops. The only relief you get is either in a building, or behind one. it kicks up dust, and constantly keeps your throat dry, and miserable.

Besides all this, this land is scared beyond belief. From events such as war, to natural disaster, it is torn and beaten. There are remains of bunkers being destroyed by our bombs(These bunkers were built with a guarantee of not being able to be destroyed, unless by US Bombs, where as the guarantee is forfeit). But that is reasonable, considering we saved them from the wrath of Sodom. But that isn't the least of it. You know how so many people preach on the news as to how America produces the most polution, and how we trash our lands.....well the tree huggin fools need to come to this place, the only clean place here is on our bases. Go off the base, and there is trash on almost every single square foot of land. How about they go fix the parts of the world that need fixing, before they get onto the nation who is actually doing somthing to prevent polution. And yes, we are the leaders in the anti polution revolution....maybe not as far as cars go, but in water treatment, nature preservation(Haven't they heard of the Nation Forests, or Nature Preservation areas....hmmmm........)

Any ways, thats it for my rant for this post.
-Andrew Lee
Transient Adventurist

Who the heck do you think I am

That's right, I said it, Who the Heck do you think I am?

I'll tell you who I am, I'm me......a transient fool......meaning I never stay in one place for long....because home to me is where my heart is. i go where life takes me, and follow my dreams. That's right, I am a wonderer.

How did I become this way, I watched way to much TV growing up, and fell in love with adventure and romance. Yes ladies, my favorite movie is Sleepless in Seattle, followed by Cast Away.
I'm going to conquer my dreams, and so should you.

To quote a show my good ole buddy Super paul made me watch....
"Believe in you. Don't believe in the you who believes in me who believes in you, believe in you who believes in himself." Thats right, believe in yourself. Point that fingure high, and claim the world as your playground. Defy all laws of physics.... Believe, have faith my friends, and conquer the stars.....For your dreams, are the dreams that will pierce the heavens.