Overheard at houston international airport aka "george bush
international airport"

This is a conversation between a young, fairly attractive white girl,
her sk8er boi brother or boyfriend (I can't tell based on their body
language), and an american soldier travelling home from iraq. It takes
place at the smoker's bench 25 feet from the entrance to the terminal.
(Ahhh city ordinances.)

Girl: can I trade you for a kool?
Soldier: yeah girl, no problem
Girl: thanks..my mom won't buy me menthols
Soldier: ha
Girl: I don't see why they're any worse
Me: that menthols shit will kill you
Soldier: lolz

A few minutes pass, sk8er boi walks up

Sk8er boi: what's up man
Soldier: just trying to get home.
Sk8er: where have you been?
Soldier: iraq, kuwait, germany, new jersey (more I didn't hear)
Girl: wow
Sk8er: iraq? Did you see any action?
Soldier: yeah. Everyone over there sees action
Sk8er: was it bad
Soldier: chuckles.
Me: take it easy.
Soldier: you too man. Have a good one

I just thought the exchange was funny. Maybe you had to be there. Sk8er
boi was complete with shorts, skate shoes, crooked sk8 company hat...and
all the lack of social skills that only a 16 year old boi can have.

So, to all the soldiers travelling home for the holidays from this
bullshit war...hats off to you. God bless you all, be safe, and "eff"
george w. and his evil profiteering sidekick DICK cheney.

From DALLAS compliments of keekLX

A short one

This blog will be fairly short cause I'm on the kick and don't feel like
getting on the computer to do it.

Moving on...some dudes live their entire lives wondering what could have
been...with a relationship...a job...whatever. I've never been that guy,
and I never will be. I'm not gonna say that I am the most motivated dude
ever or the most go getter type or whatever, but I will never wonder how
something would have been simply because I couldn't sack up and try it.

That being said, fuck situations that force you to wonder that. You
know, the kind where you do what you can, and they still don't
materialize. That shit sucks.

This blog was strictly for dudes. Live your life. If something seems
interest, or worth a shot, the way I see it, your only option is to try.
Sometimes you end up fucking yourself in the end. At least you know you
tried. You carpe'd the damn diem.

special thanks to the late great genius of a man that is elliot smith
for the backround music whilst typing this. Oh and the one dashboard
song that happened to play and just be so damn appropriate.

sweet dreams.
From DALLAS compliments of keek3