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.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Must be the other Transylvania


It's short about a minute, dial up friendly.

4 Comments:

Blogger sage said...

Ok, what's the point? I wish the camera had been held still.

8:57 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well, some of the smaller excerpts at the bottom of the screen were available. One of the many workers at the Twin Dragons was dancing . . . er, moving around real good . . . er, gooder and gooder . . . like she had just finished two fried won-ton with hot sauce . . . er, could you get a video of her sister . . . er, dancin'. . . then there was the video with the choke hold . . . which reminded me of a night I spent in Union, South Carolina after punching a hold in the radiator of a 1966 Mustang . . . did you know you could watch people at the local gas station practicing choke holds until someone passed out at two o'clock in the morning . . . er, what fun if you don't have a six pack . . . naw, . . . once you leave the city limits of anywhere you're in the jungle . . . it's scary.

5:33 PM  
Blogger sage said...

maybe he needed a skirt to throw such a big log--ever been to the Highland Games up at Grandfather Mountain and watch those guys throw poles?

9:08 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

As Bugs Bunny would say, "What a maroon."

2:00 PM  

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