The cleanest my room will ever get.

So Dianne reminded me that I promised to take a couple pics of my dorm room and share them with everybody. Then my brother reminded me that I have this blog thing and I should just throw them up here. So ignoring all the OpSec i've been taught over the last year I'm going to do just that.

Here's my closet with all my uniforms so neatly hung:

There's the kitchen, with the golf clubs creeping behind

Of course the most important part of the room, my server, esata drive bay, router and modem

That shinny thing is the laptop that refuses to die.

There's the bed they gave me with the government issued sheets. It will never look that good again.

Florida has given me a new appreciation of the ceiling fan. Civilization's unsung triumph.

And what dorm room would be complete without a crowded sink.

Happy M-Day to All Whom it Concerns!!

Today is not just another run of the mill fun day sunday, this one is special, it's Mother's Day!

So Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there, especially the mom so nice they named her twice, MoMo!

Love you Mom!

Also lets not forget to thank the American Pie series for all it did for the mothers out there. Thanks!

A first post

So I though I would start things off on this new blog of mine. Blogs, strangely enough, have become the old gray lady of the internet. Twitter and the like have made the blog seem quaint. So nowadays you gotta set the tone on your blog with the first post, similar to how tv pilots work. A good pilot should give you an idea of the show; its potential, its direction, and its value.

So without further delay or preamble, lets begin the first post of my classy new blog, 'Hangin out on America's Wang'

So I got a new piss mate the other day, and now the bathroom smells like rotten parmesan cheese. I mean it smelled, like nothing before the dude showed up, and now I'm looking everywhere for a hidden chunk of rotten dairy product. And its not a complicated bathroom, not a lot of places to hide cured hunk of lactose.

The bathrooms are weird too, we have a deadbolt on our side, but once you are in there, you can lock both doors only from inside the bathroom. So you could easily lock your pissmate out of the bathroom without breaking a sweat. Odd system, really forces you to play nice with the guy that smells like Minnesota on a hot day.

All well, seems like a decent enough fellow, hopefully he won;t read this and lock me out of the bathroom.