May 2

No, everyone, I am not dead.  I’ve just been terribly busy at work.  For those of you that didn’t know, I transferred to a new location that is being built here in Boston.  Same job, same company, although with a few more responsibilities.  Mainly because team I am on will consist of mainly new, external hires, about 90 percent or so.  But I digress.  Here’s a quick recap of what’s been going on.

The first week back to work for me had me in Chestnut Hill training some of the external hires.  That was all well and good except Chestnut Hill was an incredibly dead location.  I wanted to kill myself out of boredom.  The week after that I spent training some more people in Cambridge.  This was much more enjoyable because I was hanging out with some pretty cool people.

Since then, I’ve been doing more training.  And to be honest, it’s getting kind of old.  Thikning about it, it’s been an entire month, since I’ve done what I was originally hired to do.  Once the new location opens, that will change, but the fact still remains that I have a while to go still.

Anyhow, I find it quite remarkable still that I am where I am.  If we go back to College Mike, I don’t think that he would have ever imagiend himself having a job here, much less a career.  Sometimes Present Mike is also amazed by the fact.  I have a career with a company that I love with people that I love working with.  It’s pretty flipping sweet.

Mar 16

We met as soul mates
On parris island
We left as inmates
From an asylum
And we were sharp
As sharp as knives
And we were so gung ho
To lay down our lives
We came in spastic
Like tameless horses
We left in plastic
As numbered corpses
And we learned fast
To travel light
Our arms were heavy
But our bellies were tight
We had no home front
We had no soft soap
They sent us playboy
They gave us bob hope
We dug in deep
And shot on sight
And prayed to jesus christ
With all our might
We had no cameras
To shoot the landscape
We passed the hash pipe
And played our doors tapes
And it was dark
So dark at night
And we held on to each other
Like brother to brother
We promised our mothers wed write
And we would all go down together
We said wed all go down together
Yes we would all go down together
Remember charlie
Remember baker
They left their childhood
On every acre
And who was wrong?
And who was right?
It didnt matter in the thick of the fight
We held the day
In the palm
Of our hand
They ruled the night
And the night
Seemed to last as long as six weeks
On parris island
We held the coastline
They held the highlands
And they were sharp
As sharp as knives
They heard the hum of our motors
They counted the rotors
And waited for us to arrive
And we would all go down together
We said wed all go down together
Yes we would all go down together


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