Appalachian Patria

Appalachian Intellectual. To me that means plain thinking. I am A Non Commissioned Officer in the Army Reserves. Let me say...My views expressed here are mine and not those of The U.S. Army, Army Reserve or my fellow brethren in The National Guard. This is entirely Sua Sponte. This is My Thinking. I'm single and in my mid 30's. Politicaly, I'm a Libertarian. (Again, Sua Sponte.I do not represent the Libertarian Party.)I love my native Appalachia, Rock n Roll and...I love God.

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Location: Brevard, North Caroilina

I started blogging for two reasons. I was concerned about the changes to the area I live in, Southern Appalachia and I was about to go to the war. I was in Iraq in 06 and 07 and now Kuwait in 11 and 12. Blogging was a means of documenting my experiences and hoping it would help gain clarity. I don't feel that way about it any more. It's said people write blogs because they are frustrated, that's why people read them too. That makes us sound apocalyptic. Are we? Let it be said, what I say here is of my own thinking. This is entirely Sua Sponte and not an official representation of the U.S. Military or the U.S. Government as a whole.

Friday, January 28, 2005

Embarrassed

I got embarrassed today.
I went to Wal March(yes, I said March) today. You would have thought half the county was there. We have a winter storm on the way so people are doing the mad dash.
I needed a new remote for my TV. I misplaced the old one and it has been dropped a few times any way. I don't know how I can be so absent minded, but, it's true. Sexual Deprivation I suppose.
I walk in and I notice the girl in front of me. She's pretty, cute kid she had too. She's a few paces in front of me and I'm watching her ass. Well, she had a nice head of hair too. OK OK I admitt it, I'm an Ass Man.
Any way, Here I am, I look away, I lock back on her ass. It's there in front of me and it's pretty. Then I hear my name...I feel snapped into reality looking for the voices...It's my former Brother Inlaw and Sister Inlaw(actually I lived with his sister for 6 years).
Sister Inlaw knows I'm watching this girl...she see's me staring at her butt...I feel almost flushed. The Brother Inlaw doesn't notice...wouldn't care. Oh, but, Sister Inlaw knows. Well, she had cut her hand earlier in the day and was not feeling well. Atleast I think she was.
Moral? Ogeling can be embarrasing.
Appalachian Intellectual

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