I'm back, wearing Dog tags and an Eagle, Globe and Anchor. Semper fi, life on high. I came back, and Dad found my old pocketknife from when I was a kid... I still have a damn scar from the thing, but I can't resist a knife with "Kabar" on the side.

Gonna start putting up that technical stuff in a few. I need some of the basics checked over to make sure they work.