Thursday Stuff

Ugh. Some kind of bug or something attacked me yesterday. The ONE time I go on the road without my poncho liner, I get the chills…

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An airline captain was helping a new blonde flight attendant prepare for her first overnight trip. Upon their arrival, the captain showed the flight attendant the best place for airline personnel to eat, shop and stay overnight.
The next morning as the pilot was preparing the crew for the day’s route, he noticed the new stewardess was missing. He knew which room she was in at the hotel and called her up to ask what happened to her.
She answered the phone, crying, and said, “I can’t get out of the room!”
“You can’t get out of your room?” the captain asked. “Why not?”
She replied, “There are only three doors in here,” she sobbed, “one is the bathroom, one is the closet, and one has a sign on it that says ‘Do Not Disturb’!”

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Eh. I really see this more as Ambassador Crocker politely telling the Afghans and everyone else that only the US has jurisdiction over US troops.

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Will the Army cut 13 Brigade Combat Teams instead of 8? Dunno. But if they do, it will be because of a decision to put a third maneuver battalion in each Heavy (nor Armored!)  and Infantry BCT. Currently, each HBCT has two maneuver battalions (that’s a tank battalion and a mech infantry battalion, or alternately, two combined arms battalions) as well as a cavalry squadron, which has been misused as a maneuver battalion most of the time.  Similarly, Infantry BCTs have two light infantry battalions. Adding the third battalion appeals to my sense that the triangular formation is the most fundamentally sound military organization. After all, the Stryker BCTs had the third battalion from day one.  I also think, within the limits of span of control, the fewer headquarters elements for a given number of battalions is the way to go.

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Oh, HELL NO!

It’s like a softer, kinder version of the Iranian Hostage crisis.

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1 thought on “Thursday Stuff”

  1. The Sheriff of the County where I was Engineer loved blonde jokes. I told him one as he was about to take his blonde daughter down the aisle to marry her off to the Surveyor that worked for me.

    “A blonde was looking for odd jobs to make a bit of extra money and knocked on the door of one house inquiring. The man of the house looked at the porch and said sure, she could paint the porch. He took her into the garage and showed here where everything was and asked her to be careful of the nice car in the garage when she something for the job.

    A couple hours later she came to the door to report completion. The guy had a baffled because the porch didn’t look any different, until she said “By the way, it’s not a porch it’s a Lexus.”

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