So it begins.....

I have not spent much time reading blogs, to be quite honest, I have a friend that has one, and I have only glanced at it.

Sorry b'Sean.

I am not one to journal, and that is what I think this really is, as it is my thoughts and perhaps a tad bit of my personal life. Who is going to read this? If I was not writing it, would I? Hmmm, something to ponder.

I was the first of my crew to place this mark on/in/under my skin. It more or less describes what I was/am/want to be. I spent about 18 years figuring out what tattoo I was going to get, and this one spoke to me. I guess it looked okay because about 7 or 8 more people got it within a week or so. Eric was the first, second was Bicklet, then Doc, then I took Nuner down and she got it done between her shoulder blades. Next were the "sisters," called that because three grown men could not have been any closer. I am not sure if b'Sean got one, I can't remember. If not, then we will have to get it done before too long. The design was used by our unit as the new logo, and has been carried through now that we have changed our mission.

Enough for now.......