Arabian Nights -not quite
I feel a little weird. It’s Sunday night, clear skies, no wind to speak of. It’s relatively quiet and it has been for the past few days. I am not complaining of course. I wonder if it is actually quiet, or if I am deaf from the F-16’s taking off, or the C-RAM gun testing, or the C-17 landings all within 100-300 yards of me.
With all this anti-action, it’s leaving a pretty dull blog 
I will have to start having some wicked cool dreams and posting them here or something… I dunno. Maybe I’ll hit the hospital for a little volunteer time this week. I am sure there will be something to talk about from that. Whether or not I will want to is a different story.
They say the term “Arabian Nights” is used to describe the clear nights with a warm breeze blowing. The bright moon in the sky with the stars in chorus. It’s supposed to be very surreal. I suspect I will get to see that before I leave here. It’s not quite there yet though, but still, not bad.
It could be worse right? I could be shovelling snow~
~gibberish~