Gentle Autumn Musings

Gentle friends and kind hearts.

As the cool winds gently blow into the Northeast, the leaves turn brown and the chestnuts ripen, a slight chill that fall beckons can be felt in the air, the faint scent of a distant smoky fire rises to great you as you walk on a leaf-covered wooded path with gentle forest creatures.

Yet I find myself in Southern Iraq…. 

AND IT IS 122 FREAKIN’ DEGREES!

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS PLACE! 

HEY WE’VE GOT A DEATH VALLEY TOO! 

BUT WE CHOOSE NOT TO LIVE IN IT! 

105 DEGREES AT NIGHT?

ARE YOU FREAKIN’ NUTS?

HELL WOULD BE COOLER!

WAIT…I’M SUFFERING FROM SPONTANEOUS HUMAN COMBUSTION!

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