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Friday, March 2, 2012

Friday's Dispatch



    Since he's not dead he can't really roll over in his grave, but this may be enough to make Jarhead stroke out and die.







    • A good feeling: Kevin, we need you up front please. There's a crazy person up here and he's scaring us- a recent phone call from the front office.



    • It's waht's for breakfast- Zac wants a peanut butter and jam sandwich with both blackberry and strawberry jam.



    • I've had the Psychedelic Furs song Heartbreak Beat playing in my head for days.



    • Strangely poetic and moving, but somehow wrong clips of napalm, bombing and rocket runs from aircraft in Vietnam set to beautiful music.