Kevin and Ratada al Sader
Well, summer has been over for some time now and its beginning to get cool here. Pretty soon we're going to be sitting on roof tops in the middle of the night shivering and freezing and wishing for a little more warmth. Ramadan is finally over, it was a difficult month, the bad guys were a lot more active and a lot more successful and we, well I guess we were respecting their holy month because we didn't do too much in response. We're down to about five more months left over here and we have begun our countdown. Needless to say everyone is looking forward to getting home, to seeing loved ones, eating good food and drinking some beers. I've been following the Rockies fairly closely and even got to watch the first NLCS game...and then our satellite went out. It hasn't gotten fixed yet, but hopefully it will be up and running for the World Series. We have a mouse that is living in our room that is friggin' huge. We believe that he's gotten that big by eating through a bag of protein. We've been trying to catch him for a week by using various methods. The other night he scratched our Forward Observer, 'Noza, which made me glad for once that I sleep in the top bunk. This really got to noza and he decided to catch him the hard way. He rigged up a box that was supported by a fork attached to a piece of string. Underneath the box was a cup of Peanut butter and the string ran to Noza's bed. Well Noza got out his night vision and sat there waiting for the mouse (who we've nicknamed Ratada al Sader after the militia leader Moktada Al Sadr) to go for the peanut butter. After three hours the mouse finally began inching his way to the peanut butter and at the crucuial moment, someone came into the room to scare the mouse away, all because they had to wake me up for guard. So we continue to be terrorized by the world's largest mouse and I constantly try to catch up on sleep due to guard. Well, take care and we'll talk to y'all soon.