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Monday, July 11th, 2011

This place is almost a ghost town.  I don’t come here hardly at all either. We’ll keep the lights on in case we start having more time to comment.

I’m still trying to keep the boys safe, but a court as order “supervised visitation” … as it turns out, courts just about never deny that limited level of access.  Of course, I’m paying a professional to do the monitoring, lest harm come to the boys.

On a more fun side, and in keeping with the spirit of “11” rumor has it the first of my 11 novels will be release on 11 November 2011.  I guess I had to wait for the numbers to align. I’ll broadcast more as the actual date gets closer.

Still working the same place.

The Chuck

Torra Borra

Thursday, May 19th, 2011

I can neither confirm nor deny it was me…but I was misquoted..I never said 55,000 feet for altitude. I think the transcript machine they use hears what it wants. I was in my car hiding from the 50 degree global warming spring we are having here, during one of the many disaster prep exercises that happen all the time, when I got lucky calling the Limbaugh show. (I thought I had escaped these Disaster Prep fun and games when I retired…not so much). He was talking about Torra Borra again. Always says that he heard they got Osama when they turned Torra Borra to 6000 degrees. I’m pretty sure Osama was gone way before that strike. Although Me and Covey, Moondog and Dag were bombing up there shortly after Osama made his retreat to the Hindu Kush mts. We worked with one of the \”Cowboy\” special forces FAC\’s who was talking to us as he was running up the mountain to stay in visual contact with what he thought was Osama and company. He described him as a \”Tall commander on horseback\” directing troops. We were able to target two JDAMs on the coordinates the Cowboy gave us, however both went way wide into the next valley. Everyone got real concerned that something was wrong with our jet or the weapons so we locked up the rest and RTB\’s. We didn’t want to kill any good guys with JDAM\’s that were missing by miles. Several days later we got put into a three ship with the 96th BS CC as lead to be part of a big \”news Media\” boondoggle event. They had a C-130 with the \’Mother of all Bombs\” on board to blast Torra Borra. Heraldo and the other sickofant news media idiots were down at the base of the mountains watching and reporting. We watched the C-130 strike then got called in to finish the job with full loads of M-82\’s. I remember this flight cause our COMSEC load crapped out on the always crappy ARC-210 radio setup. You all remember having to time share the KY COMSEC between the two radios. Well our ARC-210 wouldn’t hold a COMSEC load so we had to fly around as number 3 with no SA to what was happening. Lead was doing all the coordination for strike timing and target coordinates. All we got was the awful radio squeal when they transmitted. Two (Lt Col Doug ?? forgot his last name…he worked at the Ops Group at KBAD …good guy though) did as good as he could at relaying a little SA to us. We finally got our target assignment and rolled in behind lead and two, each of us rippling 45 Mk 82\’s. Let me think…that’s 22 thousand pounds per load times 3. The Mother of all Bombs looked pretty feeble compared to the Buff strike. The news media reported it so. But we missed Osama and the Seals shot him in the face. Probably a better way do the rat basted..Up close and personal. By the way it was Lt Col Doug, Fifi and crew that should be recognized for a history making bomb run on the Taliban idiots that were trying a final push to knock out the northern alliance up by Bahgram airfield. Another of the SF Cowboy types was directing the airstrike while he was under fire from a quad 4 AAA piece used as a ground cannon. They worked the Buff onto an advancing column of Taliban goons. Doug and company laid a perfect string of 45 Mk-82\’s right down the column of gomers killing a HUGE number. Yup…that\’s right..Mk 82\’s..not JDAM or JASM or any other sexy PGM. Just good old radar bombing with gravity weapons. Ya! take that jack-wagons that say the Buff couldn’t hit the side of a barn with gravity\’s. The Taliban who were left standing began to retreat and kept on retreating right out of Afghanistan. That one Buff strike turned the tide of the war. Later the Cowboy SF dude made contact with Fifi and Doug. He had a video of the strike. He was so relieved (saved his life) and so impressed, he personally nominated that crew for a DFC or something better. The AF turned it down…something about bombers not being significant and fighters were the only ones qualified for recognition..blaa blaa blaa. So..I tried my little piss-ant way to get the BUFF recognition on a national radio show…I don\’t think it worked. Cheers Ponch

Mystery BUFF pilot …

Thursday, May 19th, 2011

Wear of the Flag patch

Sunday, April 17th, 2011

I thought, at least, Andy might appreciate the “model-command” command’s instructions on the wear of the US Flag option on the flight suit’s left sleeve.

AFI36-2903_AFGSCSUP 1 JANUARY 2010 (Added) Left Sleeve. The US flag or any official patch for units in which the member served while performing a global strike mission may be worn on the left sleeve. Members may also wear the Weapons School, USAF Test Pilot School, or other official Air Force school patches upon completion of the appropriate school. Morale patches are not authorized for wear. Installation commanders may authorize the wear of subdued emblems during base contingency or heightened threat operations. EXCEPTION: The US flag will never be subdued. Deployed personnel will follow theater emblem requirements.

 As my grandfather used to say, “I’d rather fail at something which will eventually win than to win at something which will eventually lose.”

March comes in as a Lion or Lamb?

Saturday, March 12th, 2011

In light of recent natural disasters or man-made, I wasn’t sure about writing or not this month…with the 8.9 earthquake that hit Japan or the one that hit Christchurch, New Zealand and not to mention the fighting going on in Libya or unrest across the Middle East.

Makes you wonder about the statement; “wars and rumors of wars” or “there will be famines and earthquakes in various places”?

Speaking of war, I finally finished my King Tiger tank project called; “The Road to St Vith”.  This diorama portrays an SdKfz 182 Königstiger tank assigned 2/Kompanie, Schwere Panzer Abteilung 506; (Heavy Tank Battalion 506 or s.Pz.Abt.506) supporting the Grenadier-Regiment 294 (18.Volks-Grenadier Division) just outside Andler, Belgium.  The sPzAbt 506 were the only Heer (Regular Army) King Tiger unit to be engaged in the Ardennes Offense of December 1944 – Wacht am Rhein.

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The King Tiger was straight from Dragon’s 1/35 Kingtiger (Battle of Bulge) kit except I added zimmerit from an after-market kit from Eduard.Yep, there’s sixteen figures;  four came with kit other four from Dragon’s German Combat Unit, Ardennes 1944/45, four from Academy Models WW-II German Infantry ’44  and the tank figures came from MiniArt Models German Tank Crew Winter ’43-’45. 

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I knew I needed a barbed wire fence, but didn’t want to spend the money on another “kit.” 

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So after reading articles on-line, I was able to scratch build the fences.  The following on-line article was the best… 

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The project took about eight months to complete, between hunting, Christmas, and the Honey-Do lists.Hope all is well on each of your fronts and take care…


Until next time,


I made it!

Friday, February 11th, 2011

Yea, it’s been awhile…and every time I try to remember the 11th, something would always distract me…

For instance, Heather booked a film down in New Orleans with Christian Slater and Christopher Walken called “The Power of Few”.  From what I’ve gathered it has a bunch of vignettes that come together in the end.  Heather plays the role of “the Reserved Women” but gets a name by the end of the film.  or   She’s listed under the full crew and cast… 

Heather also flew out to LA to cover a charity event and help host.  Then she flew up to St Louis to film her webisode…similar to a TV episode, but made for the internet.  They call it “Trigger”.  She plays a housewife, gets abducted, has amnesia and does all this fights/martial arts but can’t remember why she knows this stuff…stay tuned for its release…

Even though water was scarce this duck season, Jim Melvin and his son and I managed to bag our limits of wood ducks every time we went out!  After 20 minutes of shooting and knocking them down, we would stop and take a head count.  Another time we were out and I nailed two with one shot…and Jim is my witness…he saw the whole thing! 

Then last month we took our sons over to the panhandle of Texas to shoot some geese.  The first day we hunted with a group of five guys to make nine and we shot out limit.  Jake shot a nice speckle-belly that he’s getting mounted.  The next day it was just the four of us.  We would have reached our limit again.  We were about a mile from this watering hole that the geese were roosting on.  Then some knuckleheads decide to hunt ducks on that same watering hole and unloaded their guns.  Needless to say there were thousands of geese lifting off and flying the coup.  Unfortunately we weren’t able to get any.  It was another hour and a half before we shot another goose that made a low pass over us.  So we called it a day.  Clayton bagged a nice speckle-belly that he’s getting mounted.  We were six geese short of our limit, but 14 was still a pretty good haul. 

1st Day’s Hunt      2nd Day’s Hunt

I’m still working on models…current project is a King Tiger tank during the Battle of the Bugle…more on that when I finish it this month.  Speaking on models, remember that M48 Patton I did a while back?  Well it looks like it may get auctioned off as a fund raiser for the USMC Vietnam Tankers Association.  I’m working with a member so things are just on the drawing board for now… 

Due to family pressure and a group of board gamers, I’ve come out of the Dark Ages and now have a Facebook page…Heather set up the page and I filled in the blanks…I’ve heard there’s a bunch of Andy Blooms, so just look for the skinny 1st Lt with one of those old gray headsets on…

O’well…until next time…


December 2010

Saturday, December 11th, 2010

Hey guys,

Sorry I haven’t written much lately, but my life has grown complicated.

Cindy and I have been immersed in a complex struggle to protect two of our grandchildren.  Last week our middle daughter was finally convicted of battery for the 2 April assault on Cindy. We have another court date later this week concerning the custody of the developmentally delayed twins, who have been in under our protection since 1 April.  We have no guarantees, but we are committed to protecting the boys within the limits of the law, as the State of Louisiana is making the major decisions.

The details up to now would be sufficient for a thriller novel, unfortunately I don’t have the ending yet.  Time will provide it.

I’m blessed with employment enough to cover the legal expenses, so this has NOT turned into a financial burden for us.  The boys are enrolled in special education programs and are receiving speech and occupational therapy twice a week.  In addition, we’re working with them very much at home.  Thus, you’ve probably noticed I haven’t written any political columns for many months, and sad to say, my fiction writing has suffered the same fate for now.

I’m a little premature in sharing all of this, but I wanted to let you know that I’m still reading the posts as you make them.  In addition, I post job information on contractor positions as I find out about them, just in case anybody was thinking about that option.

More to follow …

The Chuck


Friday, September 24th, 2010

Strange History

            Its funny the things you remember, especially after the long, rich and rewarding experiences we all had serving in the Air Force.  Some of the stuff I think I remember, I often challenge as inaccurate or mixed with too much TV or too many movies.  Most of the stuff is near impossible to relate to folks who don’t share our common backgrounds.  Today, I was shocked back into reality by a story I happened to stumble on in the Los Angeles Times.  It was an Obituary for a lady that recently passed away in England.  In the story…and perhaps this is why it caught my eye… details of her remarkable life where chronicled.   She was a decorated war hero from WWII as a British spy operating behind enemy lines in Europe.  As I read the details of her life I suddenly realized that the story was very familiar.  I had heard this story years before in a different setting.  It was at Squadron Officers School…circa 1989.  At SOS the Air Force hired motivational speakers to fill in the curriculum.  One of the key note speakers — that everyone that had gone before me had recommended I not miss—was a British lady who had been highly decorated for her exploits in Europe during the war.  She was so highly thought of at SOS that there was a life size oil painting of her in the main administration building.  You could purchase smaller versions of the painting and have her autograph them….many SOS attendees did just this after hearing her speak.   I attended her presentation and it was everything and more of what I expected from the stories  from folks who recommended her.  She told and incredible story of heroism, luck, brutality, personnel endurance and sacrifice.  There was not one dry eye in the big blue bedroom by the time she was done.   Many of the flights raised money to take her out to dinner and get their autographed paintings.  After I returned, I made sure to recommend her presentations to those who where next in line.  One such individual was Capt John Kiecana.  Yes “Johnny 3K” ( another story) he took my advice and reported to SOS.  However, after he returned he relayed to my great surprise and shock, that the lady was found out to be a fraud…she had lied about the whole story of her life!  I could not believe it…it was one of the most convincing emotional packed riveting stories I had ever heard.  I can’t imagine how the Air Force reacted to the discovery as they had invested so much in her credibility and had exposed so many junior officers to her deceit.  In hind sight I began to revisit what she had told us and began to realize that no one human being could have done what she said she had done …so I believed.  I dismissed the whole event and added the affair to one more bullshit Air Force façade.  Now twenty years later I discover that there really was a war hero that did these impossible feats of bravery.  The SOS lady had assumed this hero’s identity and embellished on the facts to make her story more saleable to the suckers that hired her.  

Perhaps as the real lesson, that was not communicated at SOS, was detailed in the Obituary.  It seems that Eileen Nearne, the real WWII hero, died alone and in obscurity, never letting on about her unbelievable history.  Only after her death did they find hidden awards, medals, records and memorabilia, including French currency used during the war she had kept secretly.   The greatest lesson from this story,  one not shared at SOS, was that humility is more often than not, a quality found amongst the real heroes in life.  What a profound lesson for today’s pop culture polluted society where clamor for fame and fortune is more important then integraty and honor.,0,2821603.story

Eileen Nearne, a reclusive World War II heroine who operated as an undercover radio transmitter in France during the D-day invasion, helping coordinate the Allied war effort until she was caught by the Gestapo, died Sept. 2 of a heart attack at her home in southwest England. She was 89.

Nearne, who was known as Agent Rose, maintained her secrecy and never discussed her wartime exploits with her neighbors in Torquay, the seaside town in Devon where she lived until her death.

Her bravery was not widely acknowledged until local officials went into her apartment after her death and found a treasure trove of medals, records and memorabilia, including French currency used during the war.

During World War II, Nearne worked with the Special Operations Executive, a clandestine operation set up by Prime Minister Winston Churchill to carry out acts of sabotage and espionage against the Nazis, who were occupying Western Europe.

Nearne’s mission to France in 1944 — when she was just 23, posing as a French shop girl — was to operate a wireless transmitter that served as a vital link between the French resistance and war planners in London.

John Pentreath, county manager for the Royal British Legion veterans’ charity, said Nearne was captured behind enemy lines with a radio transmitter and was sent to the Ravensbruck concentration camp. She later escaped and was ultimately liberated by American forces.

“It’s a staggering story for a young girl,” he said. “We hold her in awe and huge respect. All Brits do. We are very disappointed we didn’t know about her when she was alive; we would have dearly loved to have made contact with her.”

Historian M.R.D. Foot, who had access to Nearne’s secret account of her activities, said she was the only British agent with an operating transmitter in the Paris area during the crucial period from March 1944 until she was caught by the Germans in July 1944.

“She was there during D-day,” he said. “What she did was extremely important. She was arranging for weapons and explosive drops, and those were used to help cut the Germans’ rail lines.”

He said Nearne showed bravery and discretion when she refused to talk about clandestine operations even after being subjected to extreme treatment.

After the war, Nearne was awarded an MBE, or Member of the Order of the British Empire, in recognition of her services. She lived for most of the rest of her life with her sister Jacqueline, who had also served in the Special Operations Executive.

Since her sister’s death in 1982, Nearne had lived alone.

The saga of Nearne’s lonely death and her wartime service touched a nerve in Britain. The Times of London said in an editorial that she seemed to resemble Eleanor Rigby, the spinster who died alone in a song by the Beatles.

“Her life deserves to be sung about every bit as much as Eleanor Rigby’s,” the editorial said.

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Kelley at 8:19 AM September 24, 2010 Hollywood should be making a movie about her war exploits rather than the one about that Gotti fellow.

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Yepper it’s July!

Tuesday, July 13th, 2010

Wow…I’ve way planning and anticipating to write on the 11th this month, but I’ve been snowballed by events around here!So a little back-tracking…In May, I took my mom on a journey across southern Utah to visit the National Parks before her hip surgery in June.  But first I had to fly home to accompany mom to Salt Lake City – she doesn’t like flying much anymore let alone making her way through airports. 

First stop was Bryce Canyon NP.  It seemed that God put a divider across the mountain range then poured water down one side eroding away the rock & dirt to create an awesome view of layered rock formations!  We rode along the top of the mountain range looking down into rock formations.  Next we tried to get into Cedar Breaks NP (National Park) but they were closed due to the four feet of snow still on the roads!  So we just headed down to Zion NP.  This time we were in the canyon looking up at the rock formations!  Mom rode the bus around and back to the hotel while I ventured off on different trails to see some of the sites.  I hiked back in on one over a mile in to see this water fall, but alas I ended up finding it within 100 yards of the bus stop!  Yea the hike was nice, but I was on a time schedule to get back with mom.

Anyway, next day we woke to travel over to the Lake Powell Resort.  Yepper, the same lake area we used to fly into while navigating IR-126 into Red Flag…aaaah the days of low level flying in the canyons!  We took a 5 hour cruise to get to Rainbow Bridge NM (National Monument).  The only way to see this natural bridge is by boat, horseback riding, hiking, or 4-wheeling.  I guess you could even parachute in, but you would have to hike out.

Then we headed to Hovenweep NM – protects six prehistoric, Puebloan-era villages spread over a twenty-mile expanse of mesa tops.  It was a god thing we had a Ford Explorer to get back into some of those dwellings.  Then over to Natural Bridges NM to see three incredible rock bridges that were carved out by the wind, rain and river (once upon a time) before calling ti a day.Up early again to visit Canyonlands NP.  The Colorado & Green River plus their tributaries divide the park into four districts: the Needles, the Island in the Sky, the Maze and the rivers themselves.  We were able to see the Needles & the Island in the Sky.  The Maze is only accessible by hiking or horseback.  We called it quits just outside Moab, UT.  That way the next day we could see Arches NP.

If you can remember your John Wayne trivia, the Arches NP should sound familiar.  The Duke and many other Western movies were shot in this area.  What impressed mom and I was that each area had its on geology and was very different from the others!  The beauty was just fabulous along with the weather…it was very accommodating during the whole trip.

Then, June rolled in.  I journey back to Montana to be with mom while she had her left hip replaced.  I stayed for a few weeks to make sure mom could get around and be comfortable being back in her own home.  The surgery went well, but it took a few extra days for mom to recover and be allowed home.  She has therapy folks coming to the house three times a week and she is already making plans for next year…she wants to go to San Francisco to visit a Teddy Bear lady and of course see some more National Parks there in California.Anyway, this has been long, so I save some for next month…until then – fly safe!

Bryce Canyon  Rainbow Bridge  Island in the Sky - Green River Overlook

June 11th Ponch Post

Monday, June 14th, 2010


 Time to post and update you all to what’s up on the west coast.  I am now a qualified Global Hawk pilot.  I passed my check ride last week…hoo-ray!  I am now filling our paperwork to get a german pilot’s licence.  Yup german,  the company has plans to send us to Germany next summer to start flight test on the Euro-hawk.  Also this fall I will be TDY to Vandenburg AFB to do some testing on new software for the GH.  The Air Force is planning on opening a squadron of GH’s on Guam and we need to train the Hawk to land on a slopped runway.  Those of you that have Castle AFB time will remember that VAFB has a pretty good slopped runway.  Also for those who like it cold, the Air Force is putting a GH squadron at Grand Forks!  There should be some employment for people that want to live in ND…yuck!!! 

On the home front,  we finally got the mirror for our telescope completed ( the 22 inch scope we started two and a half years ago).  I was getting worried that the mirror maker had taken my money and ski-daddled.  However it turned out that the extra time waiting for the mirror was well worth it.  We had our first full night testing the optics with a large group of both professional and amatuer astronomers this week end.  everyone was completly blown away by the views into deep space through this monster telescope!!  Aslo my son had his first scientific paper published on research he did on double star positions.  We are working on another project and plan to publish this summer.

On a more personel note, my Mom is in the proccess of dying from both cardiac heart failure and altztimers.  I took her to the Ceaders-Sinai hospital friday to see what they can do for her heart valve that has calcified to the point it’s causing her heart to fail.  They offered a procedure that involves putting a balloon into the heart valve to expand the opening to allow more blood to flow and relieve some of her symptoms.  This is all well and good, however my idiot sisters are putting up road-blocks becuase they think it’s better to let her die from heart failure rather then deal with the alztimers.  I had to remind them, sternly, of their Christian duty to honor human life and protect the weak and infirm …although I don’t think that appeal works with most people these days, my sisters included.  Our society has become so selfish and self centered, that duty honor and self sacrifice are words for fools and zelots. Most people attend church, some pay attention and learn a few facts about Christianity,  even fewer folks actually put these values to the test in their lives.  My sisters fall into the first catigory. Either way I will find a way to prevail,  If I have learned anything in life it’s been a trust in values and examples of the right way to do things that I saw  while living and sharing time with you all.   All our conversations on alert and in and around the office and on this blog help keep me grounded in reality…thank you all.


 Reed “Ponch”

Louisiana Calling

Thursday, May 27th, 2010

Hello to all my Brothers,

I do not post often but always read about your exploits. I am looking for employment at Barksdale. I have exhausted the Retired Rated Recall Program (cut funding), the reserves do not call back and I am tired of beating my head with the F-35 Program. Bomber credibility in a Fighter world. Let me mention that, “I was right” but not until it became my Boss’ idea. So, I have applied for 2 Program Analyst jobs in GSC, nothing yet. I am starting to think that I need to know someone (or do they know me?). Well, I know you guys. If anyone is hiring, pls let me know. is still my email. Thanks, Britt

11 April 2010 – The Chuck

Sunday, April 11th, 2010

Great turmoil for me and my family here.  Things pretty much under control for now, but it’s going to be shaky for a while.

Some of you know I’ve had problems with my middle daughter for years. On 1 April, she drifted into some kind of deep delusion and starting seeing dragons, hearing voices, and thought she was some magic player in a great battle of some new Golden Age.

She emailed me to come get the twins “NOW” early in the morning.  I don’t always check my email before work, but this time I did.  The first thing I thought of was that she was going to hurt them if I didn’t go there immediately.

To make a long story short–she was about as out of it as anyone I’ve ever seen.  I tried to lead the discussion to real things with no success.   Eventually Cindy came over, and later that day we drove over to our house.  My daughter was expecting an invisible friend to spirit her away at sunset, but when he didn’t show, I tried to get her to go to the VA because they have a mental health doctor in their emergency room.

She refused and eventually started doing the Linda Blair routine from the Exorcist.  If she could have green-pea souped me, she would have.  Sounds funny, but it is quite alarming when someone does that to you.  We had a neighbor come over to witness the event, and she was talking to her priest on the phone with things turned worse.  Before the night ended my daughter was arrested.  At the time, I considered it the worse night of my life, some of you might have read my facebook posts at the time.

The next morning I tried to get her involuntarily committed to no-avail, as she hadn’t physically hurt anyone or tried to commit suicide or said to me that she planned to do either.  In spite of being told by several people to leave her in jail, I bailed her out and successfully convinced her to come with me the VA.  After an intense few hours, she was seen by a doctor, but they kept me out of the room–people got rights you know–who let her walk after less than an hour.  My stress level was quite high by then.

However, she came out acting calm, a faux normal.  What else could I do?  I brought her home, our 20 year old daughter was there with Cindy and the three boys.  Things seemed fine, I wondered if the doctor talking to her had somehow helped–hard to understand this stuff–so I took a chance on going to work for Friday afternoon.

As I got home from work a few hours later, she was attacking Cindy.  She was arrested again.

The 1 year-old’s father came over the picked up the baby.  He also wanted the car we’d given my daughter a few months ago.  The car’s in her name, she’s been living with the guy, he has driven the car to work–I didn’t have any legal option to prevent him from taking it.  So he took the car.

He said he loves the baby and wants to care for it.  As far as I understand this process, the father’s rights trump the grandfather’s right in this state.

But the twins don’t have that option–if I don’t protect them, there’s nobody else.

Cindy has a temporary restraining order against Amanda.  And I filed a restraining order to keep her away from the twins, which also gave me temporary custody of them.  In addition, Child Protective Service has started an investigation.

We have our first of many court dates in less than two weeks.

She was in Bossier Max until last night. According to the bondsman who called me this morning, she pledged the car we’d given her a few months ago as collateral for the bond.

This has been a long ugly story.  Stemming when she ran away from home, two-weeks before her 18th birthday while I was Saudi and up to the attack on Cindy.

Even with your children, you have to drawn the line somewhere.

I’ve drawn the line at her physical attack on Cindy.

You can’t trust anyone who can switch from “normal” to explosively violent at the drop of a hat.

Hopefully, Amanda will seek the mental health help she needs, get well, then press on with her new life.

So, except for that, everything here is normal.

Oh, I’ve lost 20 pounds in the last week.  I call it the stress diet, but I don’t recommend it for anyone.  Good thing I started off so fat.