There is actually no one here named Kenneth, so I'm not sure where the title of this blog came from. I started thinking about the frequency in which I update this blog and that song came to mind. Speaking of songs, I have been going around singing songs in Arabic lately. "Habibee . . . Habibee . . ." It's great because most of the songs sound like they are intentionally being sung off-key, and they all center on the word Habibe (= my love). Ok, maybe not all of them, but all the ones I hear do. I think I can be an Arabic Frank Sinatra if I try hard enough . . .and trust me, I'm practicing.
Back to my original reason for this blog, which is how frequently I post. I feel like I should be writing more often - I enjoy it and its sort of therapeutic. However, I am conflicted, because if I start posting more often then my posts will be more and more about . . .nothing. I guess thats ok, since the rest of this blog isn't exactly a collection of James Joyce, so I'll give it a shot for a while.
I do have plenty to write about. For example, I haven't given the Aussie's here near the amount of attention they deserve. The group of Australian Soldier's we have working with us here have been awesome. Besides the fact that I am picking up all sorts of new phrases, like "Cheers", "bloke", and "choco" (which is a derogatory term for a reservist, which I'm not. You hear that Maj H??), they really do an outstanding job and add much needed humor to our daily operations. They are sort of like advisors to the advisors, or our advisors, since they stay out of the daily grind and focus on the 10,000 foot view. That, and they give us cool Australian keepsakes, most of which have a kangaroo on them. Seriously.
So in the spirit of the Aussie's and updating the blog more often, I might start adding things like "Cool Australian phrase of the day" and "Words of Wisdom from the sewage trench". Then again, I might just stick to my routine of writing once a week. I have to go get my hair cut now. I have a meeting with some Marines and I don't want to look like a Choco.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
What's the Frequency Kenneth
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While in Canada recently I learned a something new. I kept seeing signs that said, "No Buskers." When I asked, I found that buskers were musicians that played for money on the street. Now, I don't want to hear that you have turned into a busker - singing your Arabic Frank Sinatra songs offkey for the blokes in Iraq.
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Yay for Aussies!! How nice of you to give our boys a mention.
Keep safe and I'll be back to read you often.
bag - I cant believe they needed a sign for that. Funny
steph - thanks, hope I can write somethin worth reading!
Don't worry about writing about nothing. Seinfeld made career out it;-)
The Diggers have been with us in every major war that I know of.
Good Oz song "Poster Girl." You'll enjoy it.
Cool blog you got here. It would be great to read more concerning this topic. The only thing it would also be great to see here is a photo of some blocker.
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