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Wednesday, 21 November 2007

Friday, 16 November 2007

  • What is Timmy up to?

    I got sent to the US Army Europe Soldier of the Month Board.  A board of six people - the Board President and a panel of high-ranking NCOs - grade you on a variety of different points, such as your appearance and the appearance of your uniform, as well as your discipline; they ask you a bunch of questions about military subjects, such as unit history, weapons specs, first aid, drill and ceremony, awards and decorations, and that kind of thing. 

    "What field manual covers Physical Fitness?"

    "Sergeant, Physical Fitness is covered by FM 21-20."

     

    So, I went in and won my first board.  They recommended me for promotion to Sergeant as soon as possible, so the moment I become eligible in December, I'm going to a promotion board.

    Oh, and I'm the Soldier of the Month for US Army Europe.

    I'm leaving for Romania on or around the 23rd of November.  I expect to be there for a little over a month.  Then, it looks like I'm probably going to Fort Benning.  That fucking sucks.

    free plz

    Happy Thanksgiving to everyone.  Hi Mom.  Hi Dad.     

Wednesday, 31 October 2007

  • OHHH SHNAP!

    I shot 38 out of 40 at the range.  That's Expert rank, baby.

    48192_0

    Picture time!

    heroicpose
    Washington Monument

    monumentpose2

    monumentpose

    monumentpose3

    monumentpic1

    lincoln
    For Jimmy.  Almost got into Honest Abe's lap.

    monument
    Me and THE Patrick Ryan Feeney.

    protesters
    Me with the mob of crazy protesters.

    hilary clinton
    Crazy protester man with Hilary Clinton thing

    hippotimmy
    Smithsonian Museum of Natural History - King Hippo.

    medievalman
    MEDIEVAL TIIIMES!

    medievalman2 
    I am a Medieval Man.

    medievalman2
    Sure is dark in the, uhh, Dark.. Ages.. yeah.

    medievalman5
    Feasting on tomato soup.

    chicken
    Feasting on chicken.

    yellowknight
    THE YELLOW KNIGHT RULES!!!

     

Thursday, 25 October 2007

  • People Management Reloaded

    Another high-ranking enlisted female fumbles the ball and blames the junior soldier.  Some more backstory.

    The afore-mentioned female has just taken over my section a week ago.  I'll completely set aside the fact that nobody likes her and she's notoriously incompetent, and focus on the singular fact that she's not yet familiar with the duties involved or how to do them.  I deliver the intel goodies to several important people at another building very early in the morning.  First I drop off the intel to Important Guy A.  Then I stay in the building for about thirty minutes, in Important Guy B's office, until IGB finishes his book, and I take that one back to the office with me.  

    Important Guy A finishes reading his intel much later in the day, just before or directly after lunchtime.  His office calls my office, and I promptly walk over with my black briefcase and pick it up.  Too easy.

    Today, the Important Guy A came in early and finished reading his book very early - while I was still in the building.  This is not the way it normally works.  His office calls back to my office, and the female says to them, "My Specialist is over there.  He'll stop by and pick it up."

    Somehow, she assumed that I'm either omnipotent, or perhaps a mind-reader - as a matter of fact, neither assumption is accurate.  So, I return to the office with the just the IGB book.  She does not mention that the IGA book needs or needed to be picked up.  I then proceed to my next (glorious) duty, which is assisting with a classified briefing for a different bunch of very important people.  This ties me up for an hour.  During that time, the guy at the IGA office calls again - he's been WAITING for somebody to come get the intel book, and he can't go anywhere or do anything until somebody does.  It's a security violation to leave that shit unattended.  So, understandably, he's pissed. 

    My female, flustered, hurries over to get the book - and doesn't bring a briefcase to put it in.  So she has to take his PERSONAL briefcase to carry it in.  Smooth.  Real smooth (and by smooth, I mean shameful and embarassing) [although, quite honestly, I'm surprised she managed to find the right office].

    So, I come back from the briefing, and she's obviously unhappy.  Because she assumed I'd pick up the book while I was in the building, and told them wrongly, I MADE IT LOOK LIKE SHE LIED.  And I need to REMEMBER to stop by his office from now on to get the book.

    THERE IS NOTHING TO REMEMBER BECAUSE WE HAVE NEVER BEEN IN THE PRACTICE OF STOPPING BY THE CG'S OFFICE DURING THE MORNING DELIVERY BECAUSE HE'S NEVER DONE WITH THE BOOK UNTIL AFTER LUNCH.  I AM NOT FORGETFUL OR UNTRUSTWORTHY OR INCOMPETENT OR IRRESPONSIBLE!

    But now it sure as fuck looks like I am.

    And then, I have to take back the guy's briefcase.  This guy is great, though.  I sat down in his office and we talked - I explained to him that we don't normally stop by the IGA office after the morning delivery, to which he replied, "Yeah, see, that's what I thought.  We always call you guys later.  So when female told me, both times that I called, that you would get the book while you were over here, I thought that sounded odd."  I also mentioned to him, in a completely tactful manner, so as not to imply fault or incompetency in my female, that she had just transferred to the section recently, and he entreated me to sit down with her and explain to her the way that things really worked. 

    Great idea, in theory, but good luck explaining the standard operating procedure to the individual who has been placed in charge of your section, who happens to be a headstrong irrational female.

    Everyone makes mistakes.  That's fine.  We're all human.  No big deal.  But when blame for somebody else's mistakes get dumped onto me, that's when I become indignant, angry, frustrated, and even spiteful.

    Somebody get me out of here.

Tuesday, 23 October 2007

  • People Management

    This totally happened to me today.  Almost word-for-word.  First, some backstory.

    The building I work in consists of four floors.  In this building, there are two shredding machines - one on my floor, the third floor, and another on the second floor.  The shredder on my floor stopped working about a month ago when a female civilian worker tried to put a bunch of her personal mail through it and the envelopes gummed up the blades.  Now there is only one working shredder in the building.  At the end of every day I take a small stack of classified documents down to the second floor and I shred them.

    Today, I go down there, and this high-ranking female who I seldomly see says to me, "Eberhard, I almost got really really mad at you yesterday."

    I reply, quite naturally, "Why is that, Sergeant?"

    HER:  "Because somebody made a big mess by the shredder yesterday.  They put a bag that was too small in the shredder and it kinda made a big mess, and when I took it out to replace it with the right kind it made an even bigger mess."

    TIM:  "I'm not the one who did that, Sergeant."

    HER:  "I mean, I know it's not ALL your fault, because I saw some people come in to use shredder after you, but there was just a really big mess that I had to sweep up here.  You know you're not supposed to put bags that don't fit inside the shredder, right?"

    TIM:  "Yes, Sergeant."

    HER:  "That's good, then.  Would you mind taking this out to the dumpster?  *points afore-mentioned under-sized bag of shredded paper*  Thanks."

    Somehow, a problem completely unrelated to me became my fault.  I'm not the only one who uses this shredding machine.  In fact, it is the only working shredder in the building, which means that EVERY FUCKING PERSON IN THE BUILDING USES IT.  I'm not a complete MORON and I know how to use a shredder and replace the FUCKING OVERSIZED TRASH BAG inside the shredder when it gets full.

    And then I had to carry out a little bag of shredded paper that had, apparently, been sitting there since yesterday, because she didn't want to dispose of it.  Argh!

Wednesday, 19 September 2007

  • International Talk Like a Pirate Day

    Yarr.  Avast, me hearties.

    Well, if my chain of command pulls through, I'll be in Germany for another 2 years - the remainder of my term of service.  If they don't, it looks like I'm headed to Fort Benning, Georgia, in February.  It's a hardcore infantry post and I don't want to go there.

    Got my fingers crossed on that one.

    Going to the range next week to shoot up some targets with my trusty M16A2 rifle.  I'd appreciate it if you could send me a picture of your face to print out and tape onto the target.  It might help me get a higher score.  Thanks.

    By the way, I wield a nine-foot-tall two-handed sword called Buster (named after the rabbit from Tiny Toons, you know).

    Oh, and a small addition about the zombie-themed novel World War Z, by Max Brooks.  A film adaptation is due for release in 2008 after the rights were obtained by Brad Pitt's Plan B Entertainment, with the screenplay being written by J. Michael Straczynski of Babylon 5 fame.  Sounds promising!

     

Friday, 10 August 2007

  • here i is

    Here comes another thrilling update.

    I leave for Washington DC this weekend for the big seminar.

    I feel like a robot or a worker bee.  I carry on with my work mindlessly most of the time.  Every day is another day I just kind of drone through on the inevitable path to separation from the military in early 2010.  I had been working on my amateur game design crap for a while, but now that I'm back in Germany and can't get my DSL to work, my creative juices are pouring in the direction of potential novel ideas - especially after starting to read Eragon and putting it right back down because it was poorly written and not at all enjoyable.  If that crap can be a New York Times Bestseller, maybe there's hope for me yet.

    Should be coming home for a visit in January.  See you then.

Saturday, 30 June 2007

  • Start Time: 11:13 a.m.

    Name: Timothy Michael Eberhard

    Sisters:

    Brothers: 1

    Eye Color:  Blue

    shoe size: 8 1/2

    Height: 5'6"

    What are you wearing right now: My uniform (ACUs)

    Where do you live: Camp Bondsteel, Kosovo

    Favorite Number: 69

    Favorite Drink: Apple cider

    Favorite Month: November

    Favorite Breakfast Food: Omelet

    ***********Have You Ever*****************

    Loved someone so much it made you cry: Yep

    Broken a bone: Nope

    Been in a police car: Nope

    Been on a plane: Yep

    Came close to dying: Yep

    Been in a hot tub: Yep

    Swam in the ocean: Yep

    Fallen asleep in school: Yep

    Broken someone's heart: Not that I'm aware of

    Fell off your chair: Yep

    Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Nope

    Been cheated on: Nope

    ***********What is-****************

    Your room like:  It is a metal can called a "living container" that says "lift by crane only" on it

    What is right beside you: My computer

    What is the last thing you ate:  A nut.

    ------------Ever Had- -------------------------------

    Chicken pox: Probably

    Stitches: Nope

    Broken nose: Nope

    -------------------------Do You------------------------------------

    Believe in love at first sight: Infatuation at first sight is more like it

    Like picnics: Sure

    Like school: Sometimes

    -----------------------who----------------------------------------

    Who was the last person you danced with: I don't remember

    Who makes you smile: Nobody

    Did you last yell at: Some Chief Warrant officer fuckface who was behind my living container messing with the bundles of CAT-5 cable that run haphazardly all over the place and did something stupid that fucked up my internet connection the evening before my ONE day off in the week because he was too stupid or impatient to call the DSN service people on the base to come help him with whatever questions he had about how the internet worked around here so he jumped down there himself and fucked it all up

    --------------------------Do you---------------------------------------------

    Do you like filling these out:  Rarely

    Do you wear contact lenses or glasses: Nope

    Do you like yourself: There's room for improvement

    ---------------------Final Questions---------------------------

    What are you listening to right now:  FF6 "Deadly Promises" from OC Remix http://djpretzel.web.aplus.net/songs/Final_Fantasy_6_DeadlyPromises_OC_ReMix.mp3

    What did you do today: I wrote an assessment on Islamic extremist assholes and worked on an event chart on some other dickface who is involved in organized crime and weapons trafficking and I pretty much single-handedly saved Kosovo from self-destruction

    what kind of car do you wish to have: I want the Batmobile

    Good singer:  NOPE

    Diamond or pearl:  Diamonds are forever

    Are you the oldest: Nope

    Indoors or outdoors:  Indoors

    ------------------------Today did you------------------------------

    1. Talk to someone you like: Sure

    2. Get sick: Nope

    3. Sing: Nope

    4. did you talk to a(n) ex: Nope

    5. Miss someone: Always

    --------------------Last person who---------------------------

    7. Was in your bed: Timmah

    8. You talked to on the phone: My parents

    9. Made you cry: My parents

    10. Went to the movies with: I can't even remember

    11. You went to the mall with: I can't even remember

    ---Have You Ever----------------

    18. Been to Mexico: Classified

    19. Been to Canada: Yep

    20. Been out of state?  Yep

    ------------------------Random-----------------------

    21. Do you have a crush on someone:  Nope

    22. What books are you reading right now:  Complete Scoundrel

    23. Best feeling in the world: Wacking off to tentacle hentai

    24. Future kids names: Kids suck

    25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: Does your mom count?

    26. What's under your bed:  Well, let's take a look!  I see two bottles of Multi-vitamin 12 fruit juice, one empty, one full; a wireless router, a crumpled up bedsheet, a pair of sandals, a half-eaten tuna and swiss sandwich (soon to be consumed), a styrofoam to-go box containing three slices of salami from about three days ago, two empty plastic to-go bowls, a half-empty bottle of non-alcoholic beer, two notebooks, the key to my metal living container, and an empty bag of Chex Party Mix, and a plastic spoon, and a flyer for Anthony's Pizza, and an empty water bottle, and a Andis brand electric hair trimmer

    27. Favorite sport to watch: Female mud wrestling

    28. Favorite location: Mountain Home

    32. Who do you really hate: Any who oppose me

    33. Do you have a job: Yep 

    35. Ever liked someone you didn't have a chance with: Probably

    36. Are you lonely right now: I'm a soldier

    TIME FINISHED: 11:27 a.m.


Tuesday, 26 June 2007

  • Did some job research today.  I can get an intelligence specialist job very easily at Ft. Leonard Wood
    in MO after this army stuff is finished.  The pay is 60k-90k - probably on the mid-to-high end for me,
    with my military/overseas experience - it may even include army lodging, but I'd need to verify that. 
    That's enough money for a guy like me.

    Springfield is a little over an hour away, according to MapQuest.  Mountain Home is three hours away.

    Now I know what to work towards.

    For the Brood!

Monday, 11 June 2007

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    • Name: Timothy
    • Country: Germany
    • Metro: Heidelberg
    • Birthday: 11/22/1982
    • Gender: Male
    • Member Since: 8/26/2005

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  • my name is timothy michael eberhard and i am an intelligence analyst in the united states military and right now i am stationed in germany sometimes life in the army is hard but i never let it get me down because i know that one day i will get out of the army and go back home to see my mom and my dad and my brother and my best friends and i won't go to work at taco bell or a shitty place like that because intelligence analysts can make a lot of money outside of the army doing analysis on intelligence my hobbies are dungeons and dragons computer games amateur game design horror movies especially horror movies with zombies and also i like to drink beer sometimes which is why it is nice to be in germany because the beer is rly good but one thing i miss about the states is the hard cider that they sell in the town where i grew up mountain home arkansas but a little bit more about me hmm i am 5'6" and i have blond hair and blue eyes and a sexy smile there should be a pic of me on the xanga

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