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From Dave & Tracer Round Productions

Abu Ghraib
Ghurayb
Ghruyb
Ghryab
Gharab
Ghrab: The Musical!


We kicked around the idea the other night, thought it might be funny. Tonight, I got an e-mail from my Dad suggesting that I write some sort of Joseph Heller Catch-22 type thingy about this whole experience. Probably not a bad idea, but I think the musical might the best, most surreal medium. Too bad Lcpl Tracer Round is probably headed to Cali because of his hernia. (When your guts start bulging in weird places, it's time for surgery.)

Also, the LJ has a new name, more to emphasize the change in focus. Of course, that change has been evident for the past six months or so, but hey. It's still a pretty cool title, I think.

Last night, tappu and I had a conversation about life after the deployment. Our biggest concern is gainful employment for yours truly. My mistake, of course, was going to grad school in the first place, I think. Should have worked harder at getting into a nice, stable career. But, well, when I made the decision, the economy was in the shitter and it looked like a sweet deal. Definitely time to reconfigure.

The irony, of course, is that to a certain degree, I don't care what I do for a day job. I'm not a person that passionate about that kind of career, and right now I'm interested in it as a meal ticket/stable and secure source of income/benefits. Not that I can't enjoy it a lot, or find it fulfilling, whatever "it" happens to be... it's just that all my passion is bound up in something else. I'd love to be like David Drake, come home from the war, work a something job for six months, then start supporting self and family by writing. Of course, I have the sneaking suspicion that Drake has published the same book about fifteen times over with a different cover and title and internal order, but that could just be the cynic in me. I haven't actually compared the contents of all the books of his that I own. Barring that kind of success, I'd need to have a fallback. And, even with that kind of success, I'd need a fallback, because we all know how fickle that sort of thing can be. So, right now I'm in that limbo of needing to do something, but not really being able to send out resumes or anything like that. Not like I can hop across town for an interview.

Ahhh. Anyway. Life is quiet here, for the most part. fattred1 is now my evening tower buddy, which makes the time go faster. Going on about a month and a half left here at Abu Ghrawhatever.

Won't be too soon.