I love the smell of mortar fire in the morning...

So I was sleeping this morning when out of no where, at about 4:30 in the morning, I was awoken to a loud “BOOM.” I bolted straight up and looked around… the blast couldn’t have been more than ¾ of a mile away... about 3 seconds later, I heard a “BOOM BOOMBOOM!” 3 more blasts, each louder than the last. My heart was pounding out of my chest… when I managed to get my wits about me, I remembered the Email that I had received the night prior. The Email was talking about controlled detonations that the base would be doing at random times on various days throughout the week. The reason that they were doing these detonations is considered sensative information and cant be discussed here... :(


Anyways, my room mate looked absolutely terrified. With the look on his face, my knowledge of what was actually going on, and –this is where it gets good- the fact that I knew that Frazee (my room mate) had left early and had most likely not read the email… afforded me the opportunity to play a little Practical joke. Lol.

So I look over to Frazee after the last blast and yelled, “Were taking fire! Get ur Shit on! Gear! Gun! Go!” haha he was out of bed in .5 seconds and had his IBA (Individual body armor (I think)) and his Kevlar helmet along with his M-16 at port arms and was out the door all in the matter of about 20 seconds. It was hilarious. The funniest part was that he was all geared out.. but he was wearing Pajama bottoms and a PT shirt underneath his armor. It looked ridiculous.

So I let him stand outside for about 2 mins then I got up and told him what was really going on and we both just lost it. I told him how hilarious he looked and I took a picture (which I will upload later) and then he proceeded to Judo chop me in the neck and then went back to bed ‘till he had to get up. That’s how my morning went. Absolutely freaking hilarious.

Josh