Dead car

I was sitting in my car this morning listening to my iPod studying for my 7 level test when my car shut off. I figured that it shut off because it has an auto off timer when it is running on the battery. I was wrong. It turned off because the battery died. I guess that when I had the sterio put into the car I lost the battery saver timer. That's good to know, only wish I knew that before I killed the car.

I passed the test and the car sat in the parkinglot across base all day. I got it jumped and home, and it started a little bit ago. Not as strong as it normally does, but it started.

I won't sit in my car very long without it running again.

One year ago today

On this day last year I re-enlisted for another four years. Yes, that will put me at 12 years three years from now when it is time to decide to go another round or get out. No, I haven't decided on staying in or leaving. We will see how ass-backwards the public affairs career field, and the rest of the Air Force, can become. I'm expecting a new assignment sometime in the next year. That might be the deciding factor in my decision.

Who needs sleep?

It's 12:30 in the A.M. here in Georgia and I'm pretty well awake. I should be sleeping, but I don't have the urge. There is quite the loud and visual thunderstorm outside. I doubt that is the reason I am awake though, since I normally sleep through those.

Black dog at night

Well, I just took Pedro out. You all remember him, he's 4 pounds and is black and tan. He hasn't had his collar on most of the weekend since I noticed a few bumps on his neck the other day. I'm not sure if they are from the collar or because him and another dog like to play rough with each other.

I went out with him just a bit ago and he took off after a cat across the street. Normally I can stop him before he gets to the street or stops when the cat jumps into a tree along the way. This time, however, neither of those happened and the cat ran into the yard across the street. Pedro decided to follow it in. After a couple of minutes of waiting and calling for my dog I decide that I might need to walk around the neighborhood to look for him so I go in and get my flashlight and head out with that and his collar.

I walk around a couple of blocks whistling and shaking the collar and don't find him. I figure that he knows the way home and if he isn't stuck in some random yard he would go back. Sure enough, I came walking up the driveway and he started barking at me from the back yard. I'm going to be sure and get the collar back on him before he goes out in the morning to chase cats, that way I can hear him in the neighborhood.