Locke

Well Johne Locke was a genius. There are no innate ideas. All ideas come from experience. The amazing thing is that a man can imagine something without seeing it. For example, you can imagine a perfect circle by thinking of a circle and the idea of perfection. Isn't that amazing!

Never Say Never

Wow I am bored. I haven't been on a mission in a very long time. I might not get one. The war is almost over. It is depressing. Forever hopefull I wait. . .

Tae Kwon Do

I learned some kick but TKD today. I learned some kicks and punches. It is really fun t yell in thse classes. Have any of you seen Doctor Horribles online sing along blog? Check it out. Nun, das ist alles für heute. Gute Nacht.

Ein verwahrloster Zeugnis

Un, ich bin gelangweilt. Menschen, die ein halbes Gehirn haben kann sehen diesen Beitrag auf Google Translate und realisieren, was ich sage. Das macht aber nichts. Leben in der Nachfolge Jesu Christi ist nicht einfach. Ich versuche mein bestes aber. Weißt du, wie schwer es ist, allen Stolz halten aus deinem Leben und bleiben friedlich ist? Ich kämpfe. Ich havehad eine harte Woche, aber ich kann sicher sagen, dass ich bereit für das zweite Kommen jederzeit bin! Ich liebe Jesus und ich bin bereit. Alles, was ich tun müssen, ist nicht vergessen, dass meine Sünden ihn verursachen Schmerzen mehr. Ich möchte nicht die Ursache seines Leidens sein. Nun, genug von meinem Schimpfen. Gute Nacht!

I Got a Phone!

I, like my title says, got a Telefon zellulären. I will now be able to tell you of my travells without finding a computer. Wie wunderbar!

The River

Well I was gliding low over a river when I spied a POW camp. I came in low and landed behind some trees. The forest was dense and I was able to come in un-noticed. I snuck up on the camp and noticed Andrea. I had only met her once at the base but I recognized her. I had to save them but I didn't want to go in alone. I did anyway and made it to the cages. I unlocked them and we went behind the only two tents there. The convoys must have left for reconnaissance because two men were left. We tied them up, grabbed weapons and we are now getting ready to leave. After signing off I will lead them into the forest. There are twelve of them and I can fit two passengers at a time. I will make six trips taking around thirty minutes each. Hier geht nichts.  

In The Village

So less than five minutes after I finished my blog three men entered the house. They were wearing french military uniforms and I hid behind a bed. As they began talking I snuck out of the room and back out into the street. That is when I realized that the whole place had been militarized! The streets were filled with French soldiers. I saw two sentries off looking in the woods so I ran that direction. I was almost spotted twice but was able to avoid detection. I took out my side arm (a lugar) and placed a round into both men. I took their firearms and slung them across my back. After dragging each of the men about a mile into the forest, I went looking for a car. I found one by a small house in the outskirts of the village. As I drove off no one seemed to notice the car leaving. I made a 3 hour trip to a German controlled town where I recieved an escort back to base. I am about to debrief my superiors on what happened during my mission. As this is happening soon, i must end here.

Dog Fight

Wow have any of you been in a dog fight? Do you know what that is? I was flying my Fokker DR-1 when a SPAD VII came out of nowhere. The french fighter plane tried to get behind me but I was able to loop into cloud cover. My try-winged plane had better mobility than his plane and I got behind him! Drawing my bead on him I fired off a volley. a few shells ripped through the rudder of his plane and he spiraled out of control. Knowing he was going down, the french fighter fired in all directions. He hit my fuselage and I began losing gas fast. I landed outside of a small town just inside of  the forest line. I crawled from the wreckage and began walking toward the snow covered town. I was able to get into a building where I found the computer I am typing on. I will send you guys an update on how I am doing when I  Get the chance. Wünscht mir Glück. Gute Nacht!

A duel with Ivan

So my friend Ivan came over and destroyed homework with me. Afterward we put on fight gloves and duked it out. I don't know which was worse, punching someone in the head or kicking him in the elbow. A kick to the elbow hurts... it doesn't hurt the recipient but the kickee... if that is a word. I got a giant welt on my leg. After we fought mma style, Ivan and I went capoeira. We spun around  the room sending legendary kicks at each-other. Ivan was hit first and dropped. As I apologized he kicked me in the hand. Who does that? I was furious. I still can't use that hand. Because Ivan kicked me in the hand (weirdest place ever that weirdo) Went AWOL (absent without leave) on him. I grabbed my ww2 machete and chased him out of my undeground rockin' basement! Hopefully more crazy stuff will happen tomorrow. By the way guys I was just wondering... did you catch the fact that instead of saying underground I said undeground? I am going to make an error from now on. If you catch it, comment first and you win my respect, and trust me, the respect of Helbrecht Von Richthofen, AKA Chris, is powerful!