Greetings from the Mississippi Emergency Operations Center. (woot)
Havin a grand ol' time waiting for Gustav to hit.
Hope everyone is doing ok.
And I dont care HOW many times I've seen this....never gets old....
Have a great Labor Day people!
Go to hell Ole Miss,
The BAMF
31 August 2008
30 August 2008
LET THE CHAOS BEGIN!!!!!!
Ok...Hurricane Gustav is on his way towards the south...
And me....oh I am PISSED.
The Mississippi Army National Guard has always had its shit together. I've served with them before and we were mobilized DAYS BEFORE Katrina made landfall. We were prepared. We were ready. We evacuated people BEFORE it hit. Mississippi "had its shit in one sack" so to speak. Yeah, bet you never thought you'd hear that.
Now, those retards in Louisiana? Ha. MORONS.
The disaster that was New Orleans was, sorry to say it, completely and totally their own fault.
They have a BRIGADE (thats 5,000+ soldiers people) at their disposal...and their Govenor (at the time) told them to "take care of their own families".
Well, we all know what happened next.
Mississippi actually took the brunt of the storm. The destruction was FAR, FAR worse in Mississippi (I know people...I actually was IN Mississippi AND New Orleans)...
But New Orleans, being below sea-level...had a problem. Levee's broke and the water, which receeded after the storm in "above-sea-level Mississippi"...STAYED. Hince the chaos.
Now, fast-forward to 2008. Aparently we all have "Hurricane Fever" down here...
THIS damn hurricane...is still busy jacking up the detainees in CUBA. And I am already standing here on the Mississippi coast. In fear "battle-rattle"...body-armor...rifle...tons and tons of supplies...waiting. And waiting. And waiting.
So if anyone is wondering "Hey...whats the BAMF up to this weekend?"
Oh, I'll tell you. I'm staring at the ocean. Waiting on Gustav...who will be here...NEXT FREAKING WEEK... (if it even hits Mississippi at all) It could hit Louisiana (yay?) or even Texas...
UPDATE******
They just informed us that ol' Gustav is already a CAT 3. Thats bad. It will BE a CAT 5 sometime in its lifetime. Wether it HITS LAND as a CAT 5? Who knows.
So, if you are reading this and you live on the Gulf Coast...or have friends that live down there...call them...and tell them to leave.
Provided I personally survive this thing...that would just be a few less people to pull to safety.
STAY TUNED PEOPLE! (This could be FUN!)
-The BAMF
And me....oh I am PISSED.
The Mississippi Army National Guard has always had its shit together. I've served with them before and we were mobilized DAYS BEFORE Katrina made landfall. We were prepared. We were ready. We evacuated people BEFORE it hit. Mississippi "had its shit in one sack" so to speak. Yeah, bet you never thought you'd hear that.
Now, those retards in Louisiana? Ha. MORONS.
The disaster that was New Orleans was, sorry to say it, completely and totally their own fault.
They have a BRIGADE (thats 5,000+ soldiers people) at their disposal...and their Govenor (at the time) told them to "take care of their own families".
Well, we all know what happened next.
Mississippi actually took the brunt of the storm. The destruction was FAR, FAR worse in Mississippi (I know people...I actually was IN Mississippi AND New Orleans)...
But New Orleans, being below sea-level...had a problem. Levee's broke and the water, which receeded after the storm in "above-sea-level Mississippi"...STAYED. Hince the chaos.
Now, fast-forward to 2008. Aparently we all have "Hurricane Fever" down here...
THIS damn hurricane...is still busy jacking up the detainees in CUBA. And I am already standing here on the Mississippi coast. In fear "battle-rattle"...body-armor...rifle...tons and tons of supplies...waiting. And waiting. And waiting.
So if anyone is wondering "Hey...whats the BAMF up to this weekend?"
Oh, I'll tell you. I'm staring at the ocean. Waiting on Gustav...who will be here...NEXT FREAKING WEEK... (if it even hits Mississippi at all) It could hit Louisiana (yay?) or even Texas...
UPDATE******
They just informed us that ol' Gustav is already a CAT 3. Thats bad. It will BE a CAT 5 sometime in its lifetime. Wether it HITS LAND as a CAT 5? Who knows.
So, if you are reading this and you live on the Gulf Coast...or have friends that live down there...call them...and tell them to leave.
Provided I personally survive this thing...that would just be a few less people to pull to safety.
STAY TUNED PEOPLE! (This could be FUN!)
-The BAMF
26 August 2008
Hooray for ME!
Hey Hey Hey people!
Well, despite the fact that it has rained for 8....yes EIGHT...days now...I'm bouncing off the walls.
I, through my various "connections" just aquired a $600.00 ticket to a leadership "summit" here at Missisippi State...that has General Colin Powell (USA Ret) as the keynote speaker.
wooooooo.
=D
Well, despite the fact that it has rained for 8....yes EIGHT...days now...I'm bouncing off the walls.
I, through my various "connections" just aquired a $600.00 ticket to a leadership "summit" here at Missisippi State...that has General Colin Powell (USA Ret) as the keynote speaker.
wooooooo.
=D
LOVE IT.
-The BAMF
24 August 2008
Hooray for technology.
Well, alot of people have been bugging me about this "Twitter" thing. I think its creepy.
The Anti-Christ in class last week even talked about it.
So you know what. We're gonna experiment with this thing. If its cool enough to hold my attention, I'll keep it around.
http://twitter.com/freelancebamf
enjoy people.
-The BAMF
The Anti-Christ in class last week even talked about it.
So you know what. We're gonna experiment with this thing. If its cool enough to hold my attention, I'll keep it around.
http://twitter.com/freelancebamf
enjoy people.
-The BAMF
21 August 2008
Happy Birthday to my dog.
For those of you who know me...you know I have a dog/child named Maggie.
I adopted her from the St. Clair County Humane Society 2 years ago. (Up near St. Louis, MO) My ex-girlfriend, whom we will refer to as "her" and I adopted her.
I adopted her from the St. Clair County Humane Society 2 years ago. (Up near St. Louis, MO) My ex-girlfriend, whom we will refer to as "her" and I adopted her.
I've talked to a few different "Vet's"...and we all seem to think she is a "Beagle-mix". A Beagle mixed with what you ask? I dunno.
When I adopted her, she was "about 2 months old". They found her walking TOWARDS the shelter...from East St. Louis. For those of you that don't know..that's the "hood". So, my dog is from the hood. Really. But its OK. I promptly moved her to Creve Coeur, MO...a very nice area in St. Louis.
So, I don't know WHEN her "birthday" is...but I am estimating that it is today.
And I think she knows it. She woke up thinking that she could do whatever the hell she wants to today.
Example. I get up at 0500 (that's 5 AM), go for a run, come home...take a shower...get dressed...and wonder...where IS Maggie? She's not on the couch...not in her bed...oh wait...she's in MY bed.
Happy Birthday Maggie.
-The BAMF
Oh, and here's a great random video for the day. Here's proof that the whole "ghost ride your whip" thing has gone too far. From the hood to the war zone.
Wow.
Have a good day people. Don't work too hard.
I'm off to class with the Anti-Christ.
20 August 2008
"Gradumate" School strikes again...
Hey there people, sorry its been awhile. Its been BUSY down here in Mississippi.
Classes started again. Ho-fucking-ray.
ALL of my classes seem pretty straight forward...almost easy....except for ONE.
There's always one right?
Its a 6000-level course. Not for your average retard. You have to have a Bachelor's to even get in the door. Its "Applied Mass Media Law". Ye-haw right?
No one, and I mean NO ONE, would take this class for shits and giggles. No way. (keep this statement in mind)
Its day numero uno. We all stumble into class. I find my nice seat by the wall, under the window. I'm happy. There's a rather attractive lady who sits down next to me. I grin. And before I can even think "Wow...she's hot"...it happens.
"Alright children, lets get this party started". Oh my god. I just got referred to as a child. Awesome.
Enter the professor from hell. This woman, who holds not one, but two Doctorate degrees (and she reminds you of this fact constantly) is, in my humble opinion...the Anti-Christ. Seriously. Everyone should go to Church now.
Typical first day of class in college....get your syllabus...discuss it....go home. No no no no. We stayed for the entire 2 hours.
She started her lecture by asking everyone who had a business undergrad to raise their hands. Three "children" fess-up. She promptly tells them to "drop the class while they are still breathing". And adds "if you don't have a communication background...this class will eat you and your whole family". For some reason...I laughed. What? It was funny.
She then proceeds to verbally rake us over the coals. She demands we fill out our "student profile". Its a three page form that involves everything from my phone number, to my ethnic background, educational background, career goals, etc. She wants to know "who she's dealing with". Ha ha.
The "Dr." then spent the rest of the time telling us how hard her class would be. How much we would "suffer". Blah blah blah.
Now, she warned us she is a very "pointed" person. But I was not QUITE ready for what happened next.
She was looking around the room, commenting on people's attire, etc (yes, like making fun of people).
SIDE NOTE: I'm in the Army. I've been in a long time now. I am used to being asked crazy questions.
She looks at me (I'm in jeans, t-shirt, hat, Oakley's on my hat) trying to blend in...and says "you in the military?"
Me: "Yes ma'am"
The Evil One: "What branch"
Me: "Army"
The Evil One: "Been in com BAT?" (she said it like that)
Me: "Yes ma'am...Iraq and Afghanistan"
The Evil One: "Hope you didn't kill any damn kids"
(awkward pause as I swallow my gum)
Me: "No ma'am...we don't do that despite what you hear on TV"
(awkward pause again)
The Evil One: hm.
And then she dismisses the class. No shit.
Stay tuned people. This semester is going to be fucking amazing.
Not to mention very, very, very interesting.
And no, I did not drop her class. I'm going to stay, make an A, and in December, take my Master's Degree and use it to give her paper cuts...in her fucking eyes.
Bring it...bitch.
-The BAMF
Classes started again. Ho-fucking-ray.
ALL of my classes seem pretty straight forward...almost easy....except for ONE.
There's always one right?
Its a 6000-level course. Not for your average retard. You have to have a Bachelor's to even get in the door. Its "Applied Mass Media Law". Ye-haw right?
No one, and I mean NO ONE, would take this class for shits and giggles. No way. (keep this statement in mind)
Its day numero uno. We all stumble into class. I find my nice seat by the wall, under the window. I'm happy. There's a rather attractive lady who sits down next to me. I grin. And before I can even think "Wow...she's hot"...it happens.
"Alright children, lets get this party started". Oh my god. I just got referred to as a child. Awesome.
Enter the professor from hell. This woman, who holds not one, but two Doctorate degrees (and she reminds you of this fact constantly) is, in my humble opinion...the Anti-Christ. Seriously. Everyone should go to Church now.
Typical first day of class in college....get your syllabus...discuss it....go home. No no no no. We stayed for the entire 2 hours.
She started her lecture by asking everyone who had a business undergrad to raise their hands. Three "children" fess-up. She promptly tells them to "drop the class while they are still breathing". And adds "if you don't have a communication background...this class will eat you and your whole family". For some reason...I laughed. What? It was funny.
She then proceeds to verbally rake us over the coals. She demands we fill out our "student profile". Its a three page form that involves everything from my phone number, to my ethnic background, educational background, career goals, etc. She wants to know "who she's dealing with". Ha ha.
The "Dr." then spent the rest of the time telling us how hard her class would be. How much we would "suffer". Blah blah blah.
Now, she warned us she is a very "pointed" person. But I was not QUITE ready for what happened next.
She was looking around the room, commenting on people's attire, etc (yes, like making fun of people).
SIDE NOTE: I'm in the Army. I've been in a long time now. I am used to being asked crazy questions.
She looks at me (I'm in jeans, t-shirt, hat, Oakley's on my hat) trying to blend in...and says "you in the military?"
Me: "Yes ma'am"
The Evil One: "What branch"
Me: "Army"
The Evil One: "Been in com BAT?" (she said it like that)
Me: "Yes ma'am...Iraq and Afghanistan"
The Evil One: "Hope you didn't kill any damn kids"
(awkward pause as I swallow my gum)
Me: "No ma'am...we don't do that despite what you hear on TV"
(awkward pause again)
The Evil One: hm.
And then she dismisses the class. No shit.
Stay tuned people. This semester is going to be fucking amazing.
Not to mention very, very, very interesting.
And no, I did not drop her class. I'm going to stay, make an A, and in December, take my Master's Degree and use it to give her paper cuts...in her fucking eyes.
Bring it...bitch.
-The BAMF
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