21 Jan 2007

Howdy, All!

It’s been a pretty good couple of weeks. I missed work on Thursday night because I got stuck in ice out of town, and I’ve got jury duty next week; also, I’ve found out that I will definitely NOT be attending OCS this year :). But otherwise it’s been pretty good (Oh, and I left my cell phone in my locker at drill, which is why I haven’t answered if you’ve been trying to call). Here are some highlights:

–I have completed my break with Poetry.com. I am now posting my writing on FanStory.com; my portfolio is available at URL: http://www.fanstory.com/selectprofileportfolio.jsp. It will be several weeks before I post anything new, however, so if you’ve read my work before there’s no rush. Unlike Poetry.com , FanStory is a paid service which provides feedback on your work, allows you to sell it through their site (if it has been “recognized”), and helps promote your work for professional publication. Of the three poems I have posted, two have already achieved “recognized” status, and I think that “Natasha” has a shot at winning their Valentine’s day competition.

–I have opened a store at CafePress. So far I offer only one item, a tee shirt reading “Your PINAY mind tricks won’t work on me.” (“Pinay” is a woman from the Phillipines) I intend to eventually include some Yiu Dai Su’un merchandise, and of course my “clubs”–“KPASA (“Knowledegable People Against Stupid Acronyms”) and PETPV (People for the Ethical Treatment of Plants and Vegetables”). Yes, there’s a sort of “humor” theme to my store 🙂 ! It’s free to set up, and I might actually sell something! My URL there is http://www.cafepress.com/kpasa.

–Overtime appears to be over at work, so I’ll be able to get back on my more normal training schedule now. Also, I’m scheduled to take a physical agility test on Monday, the 29th as part of my interview for a job as a Park Ranger for the state of Missouri. If hired, I’ll be working in LaClede county (that pretty much means Lebanon, if you weren’t certain on the geography). Any sort of happy thoughts on my behalf would be much appreciated! This is an escape clause from my “going back on active duty” plan…

–I got a letter from John Mitchel, one of my friends from Ft Polk, from whom I have not heard since. It’s good to know that he hasn’t completely disappeared!

I hope that everyone is enjoying their new year!

21 Dec 2006

Well, the year is coming to a close.

Let’s see: I’ve been a Master Mason for about two weeks now (quite a remarkable experience, by the way), but I’ve missed the last three Lodge meetings–which is a month and a half without going. Obviously, I’m going to have to get back on the ball. There are actually quite a few avenues of advancement open to me now in Freemasonry, but I think I’m going to hold off this year.

I’m in race to get into college and OCS right now. I broke down and bought my books at Amazon.com again, because I just can’t figure out how to buy them from MBS now that they *allegedly* do it online. Why am I even working here? Oh, yeah–nobody else will hire me. 😦 I think I have everything in order for OCS except my ACT, but apparently the Jefferson City Education Office no longer does them, so I have to set it up through Fort Leonard Wood. This is, if I haven’t mentioned it, my last chance for commission; if I don’t get into OCS this year, I’ll probably just go back on active duty with the Army.

Well, I think that’s it; I hope everyone has a great Christmas and New Year!

8 Dec 2006

Hello, everyone!

I was speaking with one of my friends at work the other day about resources on the internet regarding self-initiation; he said he’d considered it, but it always sounded too erotic to him. I said that if he found the word “self” too erotic, he’d been single longer than I had…

A hip-hop song on the radio had a… I’ll call it a chorus, as they certainly didn’t refrain… which went “wha chu goan do?” I’ve been trying to recall what “wha chu goan do?” is Chinese for, but it escapes me. I think it’s “I can’t believe people listen to this crap.”

My boss, Kevin, asked me, “Whatever happened to McGruff the Crime Dog?” I said, “I think he took a bite out of sodomy and contracted hepatitis.”

So, I was watching a preview for a film called “Fan Boys,” about a group of college students who go on road trip to pirate a copy of “Star Wars Episode I” before it was released. At one point, the group ends up in Star Trek tour. The tour guide is shown responding to a jibe by stating “Captain Picard wasn’t gay. He was British.” It frightens me a bit that I know that, in fact, Captain Picard was French.
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Well, I’ve decided not to do a New Year’s Resolution this year; however, I’ve set quite a few goals for myself which ensure, among other things, I will once again not have time to attend a regular martial arts classes. Another year of training by DVD for me. At some point, I’ll have to acquire a DVD camcorder to send my test in.
Speaking of things to acquire, I’ve gotten quite a collection of spices since I started using my slow-cooker. I’ll need a rack! Of course, I am having the best chicken of my life (sorry, Mom!)!

This weekend I’m going up to Jefferson City to arrange some military affairs–mostly having to do with college. Then Saturday, I’ll be raised to Master Mason. I’ll see if I can get some pictures.
Next weekend, I have to go through all of my military things for an inspection coming up in January, and then it’s Christmas–of course, since I work MBS, I’ll have to go in to work Christmas night… 😦 Bah, humbug!!
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Renita was kind enough to forward a chain e-mail to me regarding symbolism on American currency; I thought I’d give a few thoughts for anyone else who’s received it:
1) “E Pluribus Unum” means “From the Many, One.” It is not a reference to Americans working together, but a reference to the fact that the citizenry of the United States was formed of people from many other countries.
2) “Novus Ordo Seclorum” means “A New Order of the Ages.”
3) The square on the Department of Treasury seal is not a carpenter’s square; it is mason’s square. Most of our government crests were designed by Freemasons, a group which included George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, and Benjamin Franklin.
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If I don’t write again, Merry Christmas everybody!

–Jason C. Diederich,
“godlike in my humility”

27 November, 2006

Happy Belated Thanksgiving, everybody!

Well, it seems as though just a week ago I was in Hannibal, and now it is time for drill again… Oh, wait; that was a week ago. On the up side, this is just a one-day drill, so that everyone can drink themselves stupid at the Christmas party and not get charged with being drunk on duty on Sunday. I personally am sidestepping the issue by not attending the Christmas party. $25 to see these people be more obnoxious than they are usually? No thanks.

This past weekend, however, was pretty sweet. I don’t remember the last time I had so much time off. The ONLY thing I did on my four days was travel to Mexico for Thanksgiving dinner–which was EXCELLENT. Although certainly more crowded than past such gatherings, with Nancy’s clan visiting–of course, that simply makes it more Thanksgiving-y!

On the subject of food, I have recently given in and purchased a slow-cooker… I REALLY should have done this sooner. With five minutes of preparation time I made the BEST chicken I have ever tasted (no offense, Mom–I’ll send you the recipe if you’d like!). Garlic lime… just fell apart on the fork. It was GREAT.

I’ll be calling the RTI today–don’t ask me what it stands for; it’s another one of the Army’s seemingly endless supply of acronyms. These are the people who will determine my elegibility for OCS–and this is pretty much my cut-off year. What happens between now and March will determine whether I remain in the National Guard or transition back into full-time military duty.

Well, so little to do and so much time… wait; strike that. Reverse it. 🙂

12 November 2006

First of all, a big happy birthday to all of Uncle Sam’s Misguided Children!

It’s been a quiet week–I was surprised at how quickly it went by. I had intended to go to Moberly to assist Kevin and Mary Ellen with Veteran’s Day activities at the VFW, but Kevin and I both pooped out. I am certain that instant karma is gonna get us. On the up side, I now have my sergeant stripes sewn on my class A’s.

Hey, does everybody remember a couple years ago when I asked for birthdays and contact information, and I actually *remembered* everybody’s birthday that year? (I think I did, anyway) Well, I had that all stored on my laptop, which was fried when my apartment flooded–and of course I deleted those e-mails after about a year. If it wouldn’t put you out too much, I’d appreciate getting that info again…

Kevin and Rachelle are going on their annual cruise soon–the beginning of December. I hope they don’t get spit upon by any animals this time.

No progress to report on my commissioning goal, but I am due for a raise at MBS this month. Annual Training this (fiscal) year is going to be in Guatemala… is it bad that that makes me think of the movie “Birdcage?” (“I think you are intimidated by my Guatemalan-ness!”) Also, I got possibly the most insulting rejection letter ever from my last federal job interview. Instead of hiring me, they hired… No one! They actually left the position unfilled rather than hire me. Wow. Kinda stings! 🙂

This “no weight” work-out I’ve been trying is kicking my hinder. I don’t know if that means that it will actually be *productive* in the long run, but I’ve cut back the training a bit so that I can progress in it and continue to improve my APFT score.

I believed that I am scheduled for my Master Mason initiation in December. I have to say, I really get a kick out of this stuff!

-Jason

5 Nov 2006

I hope everyone had a great Halloween! Please enjoy the following list before getting to the meat-and-potatoes of my e-mail:
50 Fun Things for Professors to Do on the First Day of Class:
1. Wear a hood with one eyehole. Periodically make strange gurgling noises.
2. After confirming everyone’s names on the roll, thank the class for attending “Advanced Astrodynamics 690” and mention that yesterday was the last day to drop.
3. After turning on the overhead projector, clutch your chest and scream “MY PACEMAKER!”
4. Wear a pointed Kaiser helmet and a monocle and carry a riding crop.
5. Gradually speak softer and softer and then suddenly point to a student and scream “YOU! WHAT DID I JUST SAY?”
6. Deliver your lecture through a hand puppet. If a student asks you a question directly, say in a high-pitched voice, “The Professor can’t hear you, you’ll have to ask *me*, Winky Willy”.
7. If someone asks a question, walk silently over to their seat, hand them your piece of chalk, and ask, “Would YOU like to give the lecture, Mr. Smartypants?”
8. Pick out random students, ask them questions, and time their responses with a stop watch. Record their times in your grade book while muttering “tsk, tsk”.
9. Ask students to call you “Tinkerbell” or “Surfin’ Bird”.
10. Stop in mid-lecture, frown for a moment, and then ask the class whether your butt looks fat.
11. Play “Kumbaya” on the banjo.
12. Show a video on medieval torture implements to your calculus class. Giggle throughout it.
13. Announce “you’ll need this”, and write the suicide prevention hotline number on the board.
14. Wear mirrored sunglasses and speak only in Turkish. Ignore all questions.
15. Start the lecture by dancing and lip-syncing to James Brown’s “Sex Machine.”
16. Ask occasional questions, but mutter “as if you gibbering simps would know” and move on before anyone can answer.
17. Ask the class to read Jenkins through Johnson of the local phone book by the next lecture. Vaguely imply that there will be a quiz.
18. Have one of your graduate students sprinkle flower petals ahead of you as you pace back and forth.
19. Address students as “worm”.
20. Announce to students that their entire grades will be based on a single-question oral final exam. Imply that this could happen at any moment.
21. Turn off the lights, play a tape of crickets chirping, and begin singing spirituals.
22. Ask for a volunteer for a demonstration. Ask them to fill out a waiver as you put on a lead apron and light a blowtorch.
23. Point the overhead projector at the class. Demand each student’s name, rank, and serial number.
24. Begin class by smashing the neck off a bottle of vodka, and announce that the lecture’s over when the bottle’s done.
25. Have a band waiting in the corner of the room. When anyone asks a question, have the band start playing and sing an Elvis song.
26. Every so often, freeze in mid sentence and stare off into space for several minutes. After a long, awkward silence, resume your sentence and proceed normally.
27. Wear a “virtual reality” helmet and strange gloves. When someone asks a question, turn in their direction and make throttling motions with your hands.
28. Mention in passing that you’re wearing rubber underwear.
29. Growl constantly and address students as “matey”.
30. Devote your math lecture to free verse about your favorite numbers and ask students to “sit back and groove”.
31. Announce that last year’s students have almost finished their class projects.
32. Inform your English class that they need to know FORTRAN and code all their essays. Deliver a lecture on output format statements.
33. Bring a small dog to class. Tell the class he’s named “Boogers McGee” and is your “mascot”. Whenever someone asks a question, walk over to the dog and ask it, “What’ll be, McGee?”
34. Wear a feather boa and ask students to call you “Snuggles”.
35. Tell your math students that they must do all their work in a base 11 number system. Use a complicated symbol you’ve named after yourself in place of the number 10 and threaten to fail students who don’t use it.
36. Claim to be a chicken. Squat, cluck, and produce eggs at irregular intervals.
37. Bring a CPR dummy to class and announce that it will be the teaching assistant for the semester. Assign it an office and office hours.
38. Have a grad student in a black beret pluck at a bass while you lecture.
39. Sprint from the room in a panic if you hear sirens outside.
40. Give an opening monologue. Take two minute “commercial breaks” every ten minutes.
41. Tell students that you’ll fail them if they cheat on exams or “fake the funk”.
42. Announce that you need to deliver two lectures that day, and deliver them in rapid-fire auctioneer style.
43. Pass out dental floss to students and devote the lecture to oral hygiene.
44. Announce that the entire 32-volume Encyclopedia Britannica will be required reading for your class. Assign a report on Volume 1, Aardvark through Armenia, for next class.
45. Ask students to list their favorite showtunes on a signup sheet. Criticize their choices and make notes in your grade book.
46. Sneeze on students in the front row and wipe your nose on your tie.
47. Warn students that they should bring a sack lunch to exams.
48. Refer frequently to students who died while taking your class.
49. Show up to lecture in a ventilated clean suit. Advise students to keep their distance for their own safety and mutter something about “that bug I picked up in the field”.
50. Jog into class, rip the textbook in half, and scream, “Are you pumped? ARE YOU PUMPED? I CAN’T HEEEEEEAR YOU!”
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Wow, am I in trouble. There is now a Wal-Mart Super Center not two blocks from my apartment. Also of note, the Famous Barr that opened earlier this year has already been replaced–by a Macy’s. In Columbia, MO. Of all places.

I will not, however, be as likely to shop there.

I should have more than 90 hours on my transcript now, even before I submit my military training, so I will be turning in a packet for OCS shortly. I was going to schedule my ACT re-take (isn’t that just stupid?)this month, but the test in Ft Leonard Wood is the day after my three-day drill. I’ll wait until December, thanks.
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Conversation at work (with a co-worker who is ex-Army infantry and likes to rib me about being a former Marine):
Him (to another person, as he sees me passing by): And some people just don’t get it. Like these Marines here (gives me a big grin).
Me: You’re right. I just don’t get it. I will never understand the rampant homosexuality in the U. S. Army. I mean, not only should you NOT be behaving that way in the military, but you’re all ugly as sin, anyway.
Him: *gasp* *sputter*
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Well, it’s not a school, but it’s a start: I’ve got a friend (ex-Army intelligence and former kenjutsu instructor) who’s going to work out with me in Cosmo Park today. We’ll see if I can’t hook him as my first paying student… Or at least free advertising!:)

So, I’ve never been big on calisthenics, but there’s an exercise program called “Combat Conditioning” that a lot of martial artists–well, mostly combat athletes–swear by. It was created by a guy named Matt Furey, who studied Shuai Chiao (Chinese stand-up wrestling) in Taiwan. The main problem was, he published his material in a shoddily-produced, overpriced book. Well, a student of Furey’s named John Peterson has published a book, Pushing Yourself to Power, containing the main contents of Furey’s work, plus a lot of other information on other methods of non-equipment using workouts. I’ll let you know if it’s worthwhile…

8 Oct 2006

Well, I’m back from “Warrior Leader Course.” I must admit, I had more fun than I thought I would. Unfortunately, the happy memories were somewhat spoiled by the death of truly beautiful young woman–from my squad–named Allison Hoskins. Not just physically pretty, she was a quiet, determined young woman with a smile that truly lit the room around her, and without whom the world is a darker place.
That having been said, I did really well–had my APFT score been higher, I would have been on the Commandant’s List; as it was, although I barely passed the APFT, I still got two Superior Comments and some excellent peer reviews (they generally rated me higher than I rated myself). I also have some interesting stories to share later.
I have finally been inducted into Freemasonry. Actually, my “Entered Apprentice” initiation won’t be complete until next Tuesday, but I am a Mason. The initiation ceremony took long enough that I showed up to work in my “Sunday best”–half the people there thought I’d been promoted (including the ones who thought that I’d been fired because I’d been gone for two weeks).
Also, I am considering returning to active duty with the Army. My two-week “camp” at E-5 pay netted me more than I gross at MBS, and if I stay in the MP field, I can get choice of duty station (say, Fort Leavenworth). And, now that I’m an NCO, I’ll probably have more free time in the military than I do working at MBS and the National Guard. I’m going to postpone my decision until after the Marine Corps ball, however; not only because I want to be certain that I can attend, but also because I’ve got one final application in for a federal position. I actually got two call-backs for interviews… set for two days before I got home from WLC. Oh, well.
I suppose that’s about it. I’ll be checking Columbia College’s academic calendar to see when I can apply for a new set of classes; otherwise, it’s just the off-season at MBS.
Oh–due to my current involvement in an evening activity (Freemasonry), I’ve changed my activity schedule. I now go to bed right after work (actually, 8am), and get up at about 4pm–so I’m actually available in the evenings, now.

23 Oct 2006

Weeeelllll, howdy, everybody!

I’ve been a bit busy since the last time I wrote, although things are so quiet currently that I spent the weekend cleaning my apartment. Not a quick run-around with the vacuum, but a serious spring-cleaning-meets-Marine-Corps-field-day type ordeal. I’m still not actually done–although I now own several fewer useless and trivial items. And several dozen fewer tee shirts. 🙂
Two weekends ago was drill. I had actually obtained permission to miss this drill to attend the funeral of the young Specialist who died during my WLC class, but at the last moment the new Battalion Commander decided that it was much more important that I attend his change-of-command ceremony. There was a big picnic Saturday night, but I’m afraid I didn’t have the opportunity to enjoy it very much: firstly, because no one told me to bring civilian attire to the three-day drill (usually pointless), and secondly, some idiot decided to burn off the extra smoke grenades during the AAR after my MOUT training session, and the smoke made me very ill. I was in bed by 1800 with a headache so bad it made my teeth hurt. So the moral is, don’t breathe grenade smoke. It sucks.
If I haven’t told you already, I was initiated as a Freemason. This is something that I’ve been off-and-on interested in since I was 16, but more seriously of late. Two days ago I met one of my fellow Masons outside the Lodge for the first time–I nearly didn’t recognize him. It was kinda weird. One of my co-workers found out that I was a new Freemason; he asked, “So don’t you have to plan to kill Superman now?” I told him we already had.
The next session of classes doesn’t start at Columbia College until the beginning of January, so I’ve got a little time to putter around with other things. I had a job interview last week for a Security Assistant position at Ike Skelton (it’s actually a part of the intelligence office, not the security office–if I get the job, I might start going to seminars with Kevin); I’m waiting to hear back. I also have a job interview for a Training NCO spot here in Columbia this Friday. Not nearly as cool as the other job, but I’ll take what I can get.

No movie reviews this time, I’m afraid–pickings remain slim. I was going to see “Flags of Our Fathers” this weekend, but elected not to at the last moment. I read some reviews and it appears to have pretty much everything I’m NOT interested in seeing in a movie–not to mention that it’s less about the flag-raising at Mt. Suribachi than it is about the PR scramble afterwards. Maybe it’ll be a video rental, someday after I get around to watching “Saving Private Ryan.” So I’m back to waiting for “Slither” to come out on DVD for Halloween and the “Ghost Rider” movie in the cinema…sometime soon?

That’s about it for now–I’m settling down to have dinner and watch the $4.88 DVD of the Daryl Hannah remake of “Attack of the 50 ft. Woman.” What–like none of you have ever accused me of having bad taste in movies? 🙂

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23 Sep 2006

Hey, everybody!
Just a note to let everyone know that I’m alive. I’m actually supposed to be writing an essay on The Army Values right now, but since I’ve never actually seen them demonstrated I’m having a little trouble.
Looks like Kevin will be back about the same time that I will; I’m thinking that perhaps the next weekend would call for a par-TAY. I am otherwise completely oblivious to world events. Looks like I have to go. I probably won’t be back to work Sunday night–it would be better to make it a two-day drive.
See ya.
Jason