Byrdmouse is a devoted husband and father that says what's on his mind even if no one else agrees with him.

In fact, especially if no one else agrees with him

New Adventure

Well, by now I imagine most of you have come to expect infrequent posting by me. I have to admit that I have become to expect that myself. I'm not sure where the time has gone to, but I no longer have been able to eek out time to write anything. That may or may not be about to change.

For a long time I kept track of how many times I left the Confederate States. I even considered my time in Oklahoma as time in the South because it was considered (by the Confederates) a Confederate Territory (as was AZ and NM). However, somewhere around the time I moved to Washington State the first time I quit counting trips out of the CSA. After the second move to WA I definitely quit counting and only considered my time in the US. I made two trips to British Columbia in the early to mid nineties and that is the sum total of my travels abroad--until tomorrow.

Within about a day, I will be boarding my first 777 for my first 13 hour plane trip. First stop will be to visit an old friend then I will get an aerial tour with at least three stops to cover the width and breadth of a country that most will never get to see. While most of you thought I was going to a third world country when my job transferred me to Mississippi, that is nothing compared to where I'll be.

I am scheduled to be working in Afghanistan for the next year. In conjunction with this and my infrequent blogging I am planning to rename this blog. It wouldn't be right to be The Hole on the End of the Bile Belt if I am going to be 7,000 miles from the buckle. More on this as it unfolds. Meanwhile, if you want to catch me before I leave you have about a day left.

More soon.


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