Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Comic Review: The Punisher (MAX)

I don't generally think of myself as a fan of the Punisher.  You look at folks who wear Punisher t-shirts, who talk about how awesome the Punisher is, and well, these are not typically your most well-adjusted folks.  On top of that, The Punisher tends to be a little mean-spirited.  Frank Castle's family is gunned down amidst a mafia gang war, and he goes on a rampage.  That rampage involves killing, torturing, maiming...  Castle is not a nice man.  It makes him hard to like.  In fact, half the time you're reading the Punisher, the point of the book is that Frank's an asshole, that you're not supposed to like him.  He's an anti-hero in the sense that he's actually a villain.  But sometimes we tell stories about him anyway.

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Monday, June 29, 2015

Well...

Today has been very busy in an often very annoying way. But. At least I am not reporting to the Man in the Red Sash.  

Happy R-Day, new cadets!  

Friday, June 26, 2015

5 Things on a Friday: The Axeman Strikes!

It’s been a crazy week in Connecticut, folks.  I hope you guys are doing well.
Lots of Army stuff this week.  Not because I’ve been feeling particularly military or anything; this is just what caught my eye.  Let me know what you think.
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The drummer for the United States Military Academy was performing as part of a segment on the show  when the anchor, attempting to hit a target, hurled the ax the drummer’s way, according to the article published on the Daily News’s website.
The… scene did not air on the TV network, but was captured on witness’s cellphone and posted on the video sharing website, YouTube.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Back in the Saddle and Feeling Better

It’s amazing what a difference a couple of days can make.
I’ll let you in on a little secret about athletes.  We have a tendency to let our self-worth get all wrapped up in our bodies.  This is even true—depressingly true—of over-the-hill former athletes with real jobs and families.  You can see examples of it in big-time pro-players of all kinds; they get hurt and suddenly they start acting crazy.  It’s because their whole lives, their senses of self-worth, are completely wrapped up in their physical abilities.  Their bodies are what make them special.  You take that away, and suddenly you’re left with guys and gals who’re super-motivated in a world in which they suddenly have little or no purpose and no way to occupy their time.