When I graduated high school, I had no idea what I was supposed to do with myself. I really had no interest in going to college, but I also didn’t really want to work crap jobs the rest of my life. One day the Marine Corps recruiter called me. Being the submissive wimp that I was, I pretty much signed up just because I was too chicken to say no. Besides, what the hell else was I going to do? Going back to fact number 1, when I went to boot camp I was 6’4” and weighed just over 140 pounds (a few pounds under the minimum). They classified me as a “double rat”, which meant I had to eat twice as much as everyone else. I always kinda felt bad for the fat kids, cause all they got to eat was cottage cheese. Somehow I made it through , especially considering the fact that I had pneumonia for most of the field training. It was one of the best things I ever did, and upon graduating boot camp I realized I had a set of balls -- The Otis/BrodH20.
DFO: Above, The Otis/BrodH20 responds to a "tag" that's been circulating among HBO blog rollers in which the individual "tagged" reveals 7 things about himself/herself. The Otis got tagged by MamaJD, who also tagged me. I declined to participate. As public as I am, there's things I simply don't want to share with an audience that includes blurkers who might not have my best interests at heart.
Question: Would you be willing to respond to such a tag to reveal things about yourself in cyberspace?
D.F. Oliveria started Huckleberries Online on Feb. 16, 2004. Oliveria's Sunday print Huckleberries is a past winner of the national Herb Caen Memorial Column contest.
I also didn’t really want to work crap jobs the rest of my life. One day the Marine Corps recruiter called me. Being the submissive wimp that I was, I pretty much signed up just because I was too chicken to say no. Besides, what the hell else was I going to do? Going back to fact number 1, when I went to boot camp I was 6’4” and weighed just over 140 pounds (a few pounds under the minimum). They classified me as a “double rat”, which meant I had to eat twice as much as everyone else. I always kinda felt bad for the fat kids, cause all they got to eat was cottage cheese. Somehow I made it through , especially considering the fact that I had pneumonia for most of the field training. It was one of the best things I ever did, and upon graduating boot camp I realized I had a set of balls -- The Otis/BrodH20.
