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	<description>fucking up your universe since 1977</description>
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	<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 05:51:13 -0500</pubDate>
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      <title>PC'd to death</title>
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      <link>http://www.sixty-six.org/index.php?id=286</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 05:50:52 -0500</pubDate>
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      <title>Splash, over.</title>
      <description>Splash, out.</description>
      <link>http://www.sixty-six.org/index.php?id=285</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 19:28:17 -0500</pubDate>
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      <title>Vilified</title>
      <description>I was in my own world, thinking about how I should word a letter to the editor as I drove through downtown Bemidji.  It pissed me off to no end that a group of war protestors would have the audacity to give Dathan the finger as he drove past their protest on the 5th anniversary of the Iraq war simply because he was in uniform.  Dathan was with me in Iraq.  He gave up his personal freedom along with the rest of us, doing what we were told by our country, living with death and enduring the suck th ..</description>
      <link>http://www.sixty-six.org/index.php?id=284</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 12:14:31 -0500</pubDate>
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      <title>Love to Hate it</title>
      <description>Iâve tried several times to sit down and write about my experiences since coming home from Iraq but have found my attempts so far inept, that is when I could actually get myself to sit in one place long enough to concentrate and put a few words to type.  The subject is slippery.  I can feel it, but I cannot think about it.  Every time I try to think about life since this past July I hit a stone wall.

At first I found myself avoiding the subject completely.  I didnât want anything to ..</description>
      <link>http://www.sixty-six.org/index.php?id=283</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 21:22:06 -0600</pubDate>
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      <title>I am a Fucking Space Alien.</title>
      <description>I often joke about previews as being the best part of the cinematic experience.  Sometimes itâs true -like when I went to see Star Wars Episode I and sometimes it isnât âlike tonight when I went to the movie theater.

I was wrapped up in a preview for the movie WallâE, enjoying the cleverness of a kidâs movie made for adults when another, not so pleasant preview rolled onto the screen:  Stop Loss. Its images threw my transmission out of gear.

In the blink of an eye  ..</description>
      <link>http://www.sixty-six.org/index.php?id=282</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 01:03:40 -0600</pubDate>
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      <title>Burntthefuckout.</title>
      <description>I didn't go crazy and end up in a cozy state institution, wearing nothing but a robe, fuzzy bunny slippers and taking numerous medications with a variety of side effects, the most entertaining of which being hard, black stool and a permanent erection (which the robe does little to hide).  Nor did I end up in prison getting my ass pounded by a big black guy named Bubba.  I simply took my uniform off, packed it away in a dark, dark place and slid out of sight and out of mind.

I had intended on  ..</description>
      <link>http://www.sixty-six.org/index.php?id=281</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 21:40:48 -0600</pubDate>
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      <title>Touchdown</title>
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I peered out the window as the aircraft descended for its final stop on our three-legged flight across half the globe.  The uber green landscape below, dominated by billowy deciduous trees and gently rolling hills was distantly familiar, but mostly alien to me.  Had it reall ..</description>
      <link>http://www.sixty-six.org/index.php?id=280</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 11:54:17 -0500</pubDate>
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      <title>Nearing the end</title>
      <description>âI donât feel like a person, I feel like a vehicle.  They buy you real cheap and ride the shit out of you until you blow up.â  -Berberich

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Itâs 0004.  I am tired, but am too restless sleep.  My mind wanders in the dark.  

I know that soon I will be home.  It has been so long since that all I know is that home is supposed to be a place I want to be.  But a part of me is afraid to go home.

My life here is simple.  There are few things I have to worry about.  I d ..</description>
      <link>http://www.sixty-six.org/index.php?id=279</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 10:33:57 -0500</pubDate>
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      <title>Latrine</title>
      <description>I stood at the urinal and let out a sigh as I aimed for the drain.  I had discovered that pissing directly down the drain of the oddly shaped European urinals significantly reduced backsplash.  Not being a fan of wearing my urine I found this to be a good practice.

The latrine door opened and a Marine walked in.  He positioned himself at the urinal directly to my right.  Had the urinal on the end not already been in use this would have been a violation of guy code.  Taking into the considerat ..</description>
      <link>http://www.sixty-six.org/index.php?id=278</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 03:29:43 -0500</pubDate>
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      <title>A flower in a sea of weeds</title>
      <description>âWow.â

âWhat?â

âOrange shirt at nine Oâclock.â

I not-so-covertly whipped my head to the nine Oâclock position as did several Joes from Bravo Company who sat nearby.  We no longer cared about being caught gauking.

It was the new girl that worked for KBR.  I had heard there was a new girl floating around.  In the past fifteen months we had always had one girl that was so gorgeous everyone knew who she was.  She was always a celebrity, but was alw ..</description>
      <link>http://www.sixty-six.org/index.php?id=277</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 04:03:31 -0500</pubDate>
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