Slow Rock Pitching – An Ode to Military Humor
One morning I was standing outside the barracks in the company area waiting for morning recall formation when one of the guys from another platoon came running by and purposely…
Purple Money Eater – An Ode to Military Humor
One morning, my baby-powder-toting roommate, Tony Di Anzo, asked me for a favor. “Yoh, Mastas,” he said in his NYC drawl. “I need your help.” “What’s up?” I responded. “Yoh,…
Dead Deer-Lame Truck – An Ode to Military Humor
Remember my blog from the other day titled “Hump Day?” Well, as with all good things, they gotta come to an end, but that story just would not quit. And,…
Lost Car – An Ode to Military Humor
Last night, was the infamous “nichol night” at Nichol’s Alley in Columbus, Georgia. I spent most of the day looking forward to the evening and the five-cent beer. But it…