"WOO0ooooooooooo.....!?!?!?!?!?!!!"
freedom 
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Yesterday was crazzzy! Don't know how much time you all spent in desert, but in certain areas there are not alot of trees or any thing else that remotely resembles vegitation for that matter.
Just lots and lots of sand. In fact last five hrs of flight over, that's all i saw out the window of my humble herc.
So-----to make a short story long, little vegitation....not many birds......in fact i think in the last
few days our planes have hit the entire population. (which is 2). Two birds ...two holes in
leading edges on two differant "tails"----of which we get to CANN (cannibalize) wing leading edges from plane to plane, depending on what else is broke---so that we have no more than
one broke plane at a time. We have a problem gettting parts here, which is ironic since
-----here, compared to stateside ---the priority code is higher when we order parts.
BUT...... at home we are a small unit here is just cluster fugg...so even with the higher priorit
y we're at the mercy of the active duty morons, and thier moronic proceedures----and all sorts
of strange (though entertaining) stuff is happening to our parts.
Like being lost in customs (of course handled by active duty airforce)---"I'm sorry sir, i didn't
know you needed that $150,000.00 elt (emergency locator transmitter)---can't you just order another?" So then we go over to the plane that's most hard broke, (has something that takes
the longest to fix---like an engine change which takes at least a day before it is FMC again
[fully mission capable] )---snag all the working parts for all the planes that are not NMC [not mission capable]----because we are waiting for parts (hence cannibalizing)---------
So we play musical parts to "try to put humpty back together again".....heee,heee,heee-
---You know humpty dumpty.....yeah--okay that was lame! .... Sorta like cut and paste ---but
with nuts and bolts. But anyway i had the most awesome day the other day. For the first time
since i have been here ---i was on a plane where we brought a little more than a platoon of
guard airborne guys----home to stay---at least for a good while. Any way these guys (mostly
just kids actually) stepped up to the crew entry door---and stood in the entry way one by one
---and then the soldier in the entry way would step down the first two steps while the next
soldier waited in the doorway...and the soldier on the steps would have both feet together
on the last step and execute a little "hop" off the last step and in the cutest strangely high
pitched voice utter a " soft Wooooooooooo!" .... One by one thru the crew entrance door.
The goofy crap you guys do when you don't notice a chick watching......Woooooooooo!, not Hooah?! they were so excited they were on auto, not concerned with appearing macho....and relating an airborne jump with the excitement of coming home (subconciously ) so they didn't realize or care how goofy they looked----or sounded with they're little fag like sounding "wooooooooo!" accompanying there airborne style exit from the crew entry door.
You'd have thought the crew was giving these guys jumps lights. Like little kids. Maybe you
had to be there, but about as best as i can describe...... it was funny in the sorta way that
makes your soul smile.
Yesterday was crazzzy! Don't know how much time you all spent in desert, but in certain areas there are not alot of trees or any thing else that remotely resembles vegitation for that matter.
Just lots and lots of sand. In fact last five hrs of flight over, that's all i saw out the window of my humble herc.
So-----to make a short story long, little vegitation....not many birds......in fact i think in the last
few days our planes have hit the entire population. (which is 2). Two birds ...two holes in
leading edges on two differant "tails"----of which we get to CANN (cannibalize) wing leading edges from plane to plane, depending on what else is broke---so that we have no more than
one broke plane at a time. We have a problem gettting parts here, which is ironic since
-----here, compared to stateside ---the priority code is higher when we order parts.
BUT...... at home we are a small unit here is just cluster fugg...so even with the higher priorit
y we're at the mercy of the active duty morons, and thier moronic proceedures----and all sorts
of strange (though entertaining) stuff is happening to our parts.
Like being lost in customs (of course handled by active duty airforce)---"I'm sorry sir, i didn't
know you needed that $150,000.00 elt (emergency locator transmitter)---can't you just order another?" So then we go over to the plane that's most hard broke, (has something that takes
the longest to fix---like an engine change which takes at least a day before it is FMC again
[fully mission capable] )---snag all the working parts for all the planes that are not NMC [not mission capable]----because we are waiting for parts (hence cannibalizing)---------
So we play musical parts to "try to put humpty back together again".....heee,heee,heee-
---You know humpty dumpty.....yeah--okay that was lame! .... Sorta like cut and paste ---but
with nuts and bolts. But anyway i had the most awesome day the other day. For the first time
since i have been here ---i was on a plane where we brought a little more than a platoon of
guard airborne guys----home to stay---at least for a good while. Any way these guys (mostly
just kids actually) stepped up to the crew entry door---and stood in the entry way one by one
---and then the soldier in the entry way would step down the first two steps while the next
soldier waited in the doorway...and the soldier on the steps would have both feet together
on the last step and execute a little "hop" off the last step and in the cutest strangely high
pitched voice utter a " soft Wooooooooooo!" .... One by one thru the crew entrance door.
The goofy crap you guys do when you don't notice a chick watching......Woooooooooo!, not Hooah?! they were so excited they were on auto, not concerned with appearing macho....and relating an airborne jump with the excitement of coming home (subconciously ) so they didn't realize or care how goofy they looked----or sounded with they're little fag like sounding "wooooooooo!" accompanying there airborne style exit from the crew entry door.
You'd have thought the crew was giving these guys jumps lights. Like little kids. Maybe you
had to be there, but about as best as i can describe...... it was funny in the sorta way that
makes your soul smile.
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