The Blog is Dead. Long Live the Blog!

My new non-KAF blog is up and running at Self Righteous Indignation. So far, the DFACless life is pretty groovy.

Reluctant Return

I got back to KAF last week. Fuck.

Yeah, well, anyway, how about I tell you a little bit about some shit? By the time I have this blog post written I should be 2-3 hours closer to getting the fuck outta here again.

Here For a Not Too Bad Time, Not a Long Time

Been a while since I wrote a post, eh? Well, I got back into KAF about a week and 1/2 ago after 5 weeks off and I’ve been much too busy counting down the time to my next leave to write anything. You see, this rotation is only 5 weeks and 4 days as we re-align our work schedules after some not so useful yet mandatory training in Dubai messed it up. Now that I’ve got my shaves scheduled and the countdown spreadsheet updated, I’m ready to write some shit. So let’s do this:

Twenty-Twenty-Twenty-Four Hours to Go…

I’m heading home for leave tomorrow. Ever since I got up this morning, this song’s been going through my head. The first verse does a great job of conveying how it feels to be here on the last day of a roto. Ya just want the day to be over. But, while I waited for this week to wind down, I saw some shit…

Homefront to Back

I got back to KAF last week from a slightly extended time at home. I’ve been remiss in writing any posts due mainly to needing time for:
1. my aged body to adjust to the time zone;
2. my foggy brain to get a handle on the work stuff; and
3. my broken spirit to accept my fate.
Sorry about that. Anyway, I’ve got a large selection of disparate anecdotes to share both from home and from my first week back through the looking glass.

Strangers in a Strange Land – Part III

It’s been pretty dull around KAF so I’m finally getting around to finish up my epic about the Montenegrin adventure my wife and I took last fall. As you may recall, Part II left off at the fabulous Kalaja Apartments in Ulcinj. Over the next few days we drove all over south and central Montenegro staying in some great places, laughing at some shitholes and getting lost. Our route is shown in red.

The Land That GPS Forgot.

Thursday Thoughts

Here are some random musings and bitches….

Enough is Enough

I mentioned a while back that the Far East had posted a banana guard to, presumably, cut down excessive banana consumption by some individuals. Well, now it seems that the idea of controlling food distribution has migrated to the other DFACs as well…but it all seems kinda random.

Back to Basics

I know, I haven’t posted anything in about six weeks. As I noted in the last post, I just don’t feel like it when I’m away on leave…I’m too busy cramming 12 weeks of drinking into 4. I’ve been back in KAF for about a week now, having spent 6 days in Dubai doing some training. I’d like to say “it’s good to be back”…no, scratch that, saying that would be a sign of severe emotional distress. Let’s just say, I’m here….and it sure ain’t like home.

Rantin’ About Returnin’

“You’ve got to continue blogging while you’re on leave so you don’t lose your audience” I said to myself between quaffs of beer. “Fuck off” I replied. That, in a nutshell, explains why I haven’t posted anything in the last several weeks. But now, I’m back in KAF and, once again eschewing its wild nightlife (which seems to consist of mambo lessons or cross fit…I can’t dance and while I rather enjoy being cross, fit holds no interest for me), to bring you everything you need to know about dining in a shit hole.

Strangers in a Strange Land – Part II

When I left off last episode, we were in Budva. It was here that we rented a car and became free to explore Montenegro on our own terms.

Montenegro