You, This is Me... Adjust Fire, Over

Imagine, if you will... sitting in a classroom, where you are receiving a class on how to bring "kinetic effects" (horrible fiery whoop-ass of hot steel and fire) on the enemy using Army Mortars, Field Artillery and Army and/or Marine Corps Aviation assets. Sounds like an interesting class at face value... doesn't it? WRONG! Imagine that same class instructed by Ben Stein. You know, Bueller... Bueller... and while the individual teaching the class is droning on and on in a monotone voice, you also had the white noise of about 10 racks of servers to lull you into a catatonic state... caffeinated beverages do no good... nothing can stop the droning. That was the first half of Monday. The second half was better. We went to a simulator to actually call for fire. That was fun and interesting. I killed some tanks in the open and destroyed a house (on purpose there were bad guys in it.) Later I went to the gym with High-Speed and the boys (still trying to come up with names for folks). They've been hitting the gym hard and taking all the magic snake oils and such. I held my own and felt good about it. This morning, we hit the gym again.(See Doc's blog for the interesting conversation on the way there) I am quite sore. Later on we had drivers training. We learned methods of towing an up-armored hummer and how to change a tire. I used all of my skills attained during Operation Desert Storm for this. I'm not going to explain this. Some of you will get it... some won't. I also learned that there is no room for a big and/or tall guy in an up-armored hummer. I had my IBA and a whole bunch of pouches with ammo and first aid stuff and I barely fit in the seat. The Army has got to get something to replace the hummer ASAP. I'm counting the minutes till I get on that plane to go home for Easter. 4 Days at home with my wife and little girl cannot get here soon enough.