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Must have been the full moon.
So today started out as a pretty normal Monday.Got up. Did laundry. Got ready for work. Had a couple of assignments today for the paper. My first assignment for the day involved some National Guardsmen returning froma tour in Afghanistan. Nothing new...stuff i shot before. Still a fun kind of assignment to shoot. Nice to see wives, husbands and kids all happy when their loved ones return home. Got to the base a bit early to scope out the where and the when of the assignment. Met the a new PIO (Public Information Officer) assigned to escort me and the reporter. A nice woman who had just returned from a 10 month rotation in Iraq. We were chatting easily when i asked her what the plan was for the arrival. We were outside and was she was showing me where the plane was going to come from and where the fire trucks would be stationed to spray the plane with water as it pulls up into the flight line. Now normally on airfields and runways there are lines on the tarmac that people are not supposed to cross for security and safety reasons. As the PIO was talking to me she was leading me out onto the tarmac. As we were talking a truck pulls up and 2 men jump out with weapons drawn. nice big M-16s that i have no doubt were loaded. Apparently the PIO was about to cross a red line on the concrete and i was right behind her. She stopped after seeing the two men jump out. She got very embarassed and apologetic. I asked her to please not get me shot today as it would make me very unhapy. Apparently there is a designated break in the red line where people can enter in an out of the flightline. But you can't walk across it. Kinda made me think of the old WKRP tv series where one of the characters has tape around his desk to simulate an office and people have to knock and enter the place where he put his "door." Anyway once the PIO showed her ID we proceeded to the place where we could enter. She's apologizing to me the entire time. Things were fine after that. The plane landed and i got some nice photos i was pretty happy with.
Later that day, round 9pm, i was getting dinner at chick-fil-a. Decided upon a salad in my continuing effort to eat better. Took my salad to the table and was taking some of the cheese off when as i noticed something odd. Under the cheese was a cold dead fly. I took my salad to the counter and very calmly stated that there was a dead fly in my salad. No anger, no alarm. The boy/man behind the counter looked at me sorta odd and took my salad and showed it to a manager and then for some reason had to show it to another manager in the back before getting me a new salad. Afterwards he was appropriately grovely and apologetic. i kindly thanked him for the new salad and proceeded to sit down. Where i removed the lid so i could search for possible insects. A minute later the boy/man walks up to the table and apologizes again and hands me a coupon for a free sandwich. nice gesture. unexpected even. I think they expected me to get irate and loud or something. The vibe got really weird. I ate the salad (insect free thank you) and went back to the counter for a refill on tea. the same boy/man helped me as before. Still very grovely. It was making me uncomfortable now. So I left.
It wasn't unitl i stepped outside that i noticed the moon was full. 
Now for the shameless self promotion since i'm not a searchable photographer yet.
Tex: These Boots
and Doxie: Love Potion
So I had to take some of myself and just started doing this. So lay off!