The rockets hit last night - one two three – and felt like someone hitting the floor of my trailer with a baseball bat. I really thought someone next door was jumping up and down but I looked outside and saw several people looking around so I knew they were rockets though sometimes I like to think it was just somebody jumping up and down next door.
I continued reading Mark Sundeen’s book about slackerhood then fell aslepp and slept well.
The next morning I walked over to the KBR compound for a meeting to prioritize work orders. Unfortunately they decided that meeting was secondary and should be pushed back. But my friend from the State Dept said, you should set in on this one…you’ll be seeing this stuff come across your desk.
So I sat thru an hour long meeting about setting up three new sewer treatment plants in Baghdad. They have the oldest sewer conduit n the world – the Tigris River – but as one representative in the meeting put it – we want to be good stewards of the environment and for CNN purposes we need to do this.
Good answer. I found the whole thing interesting for awhile but once my coffee was gone I stared at a blank dry erase board and zoned out...like that movie Office Space.
BTW - we have good intentions but I wouldn't go swimming in the Tigris just yet.
Saturday, July 10, 2004
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Only you could get that silly movie into a post about sewage planning. ;) It actually was me jumping up and down next door. Sorry. We'll be quiet during poker games next time.
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