30 hours later, and a new computer purchased, I am home and able to talk to the world once again.

Watched a couple peopel lose their breakfast on that tight spiral up out of Baghdad. Negative G's apparently don't agree with everyone. Amman was nice, but didn't stay long enough to do anything but eat and sleep. Amsterdam was cold, and got hung up on the runway trying to leave because some nav equipment locked up. Had to reboot the whole darned airplane (complete powerdown). Business class sure is a lot more tolerable than econo, especially at my size and with that length of flight (Amsterdam to Seattle, ugh).

Got home, only to find the old computer crashed out, so had to go to the store and get another. Having a bugger of a time trying to get files moved. At least now I have some room to work with, though.

Anyways, going to enjoy my time here. Heading off to the range today to shoot up a bunch of ammo. Already attacked the wife a few times, so that's outta my system (well, maybe just back under control would be a better term).

Ah, the joys of buttermilk. I walked in the front door, and after the dog finished his obligatory greeting by trying to hose me down, the first thing I grabbed was a quart of some of the finest buttermilk I've ever known. 5 seconds later, the carton is empty, my belly was full, and I am ready for the shower.

Now, just waiting for that Swamp Rat knife I ordered to get here (thanks Chris, I am still in dutch with the wife).