I am never good at writing these. I can try to give it a go I suppose.

come on guys it's been a week. Post it up!

This was a great game all round for the whole group that went.

My cars trip started out with Bengal, Trout, Flea, MedicMike, and I packing everything into my truck and heading up to rendezvous at Vipers house. Once we got there we loaded up Exploited’s car, packed some addition stuff into my truck, and headed out. My group stopped an Carl’s Jr and had some guy that was way too awkward at the drive through. I was fairly confident that he took a dump in Fleas burger but I didn’t say anything Once we got on the road and over the grapevine I put it in cruise control and just aimed the truck between the white lines. I only had to take it out of cruise control once the entire highway trip up there.

Upon arrival at the field we came upon a group of drunkards including our fine teammate Heretic. We set up camp, chatted for a bit and then most of us went to sleep at around 3am because some of us had to wake up at 7am to drive into town and get weekend sustenance for the group. I awoke at an unknown time (turned out to be 6am) to Bengal demanding, in drunken slur, that I move my feet so he could stagger to his cot. He was immediately punished by divine power because his air mattress sprung a leak and would not inflate the rest of the weekend. At 7am MedicMike’s alarm went off. He assumed that it would eventually turn off, it did, only to have it go off again and again every 5 minutes for 5 minutes for about half an hour. Once this was taken car of Bengal began to snore while sleeping on his side. At the sound of this Fleas woke up and decided to join Heretic, MedicMike, and I on the food run.

We drove down the street to a gas station convenience store and to find nothing but slimjim’s and hoho’s. MedicMike took to long so we left him there and drove up the street and found an actual grocery store. Inside we found few supplies and even fewer that hadn’t expired. Heretic felt bad and went back to pick up MedicMike while Flea and I attempted to find non-rancid food. Heretic had mental break down at the register while trying to understand how we were all going to pay for the food and get him the cash back that he needed to play. Flea revived him through eastern european witchcraft and all was good again. We got back to camp, made us some maple sausage, egg and cheese burritos and got ready to play.

Registration went smoothly except that we discovered that we had to pay for air separately at the field and the “tourney grade” pant was garbage. Other than that all other related parts were good.

We hit the field with the task of holding the forested log flume side of the field. Upon reaching a place to set up we decided to leave a small party behind and try a giant flanking maneuver on the other team. It worked to some extent but ultimately failed in that we had to fight our way up a large hill and move across large areas with zero cover. At this point we became fractured into smaller groups of OCMI goodness and kept playing. I worked with Heretic most of the time in the central hill and city area. Exploited was there for a bit as well. We attacked the other team like velociraptors in that they would be so focused on one of us when the other one would shoot them in the ear. At one point we got fairly close to their CP but had to back down because of roleplaying. The day ended with two missions. The first Heretic and I had to go to spot, pick up something from a ref and then return with it. We got there too early and had to fight to hold on to our position until the right time upon which Heretic had to wait an additional 4 minutes and then sprint back to our CP. Un fortunately when he sprinted back everyone in our vicinity followed him leaving me by myself to hold back the barbarian hoards of about 10 of the other team. After about 5 minutes of this (which felt like a long time mind you) everyone came back because we had a mission to hold one building in the central city on top of the hill. During this firefight MedicMike zigged and zagged around the buildings keeping us all alive until the days play ended. He did an amazing job and that entire missions success was because of him. The day ended with success and we went back to camp.

Heretic had to drive home that night so we bid him farewell and prepared dinner. For diner we ate carne asada burritos prepared by Bengal using what little fresh meat they had at the store, some taco sauce and the spices from Viper and Rock’s MRE’s. Turned out good. There was no night game so Eddie got drunk, nicknamed Trout “Fish”, explained that he was a good fish while I demanded nourishment of in the form of Doritos and coffee. Trout made us all some beef stroganoff “soup” and some cheesecake pudding. Eventually Flea became too funny so we had to go to sleep.

The next morning we awoke and ate breakfast. Flea had very little recollection of blondes driving racecars, good fish, and soup. So we mocked him and prepared for the day. We started out backed up against our CP and had to fight our way out. There were many cool and exciting things that happened during this. We eventually broke out and began our decent into the Flume area. Fearing our mastery of this area the other side ambushed us and eliminated everyone but Trout, Pickle from Caltrop, and myself. We waited around until they got bored and left. Then we began to push along the Flume to the dry creek behind their CP. Pickle was taken out with a trip wire mine and I was eliminated by a Blackcat scenario mine. Just then the game ended and we prepared for final battle.

During final battle our side didn’t do much but huddle en mass behind structures so we didn’t win. A group of us held the hill area pretty well but we were unable to get a letter that was placed in the middle of the play area.

Our team barely lost, Flea won a sea bag at the raffle, and LJ made homosexual jokes.

We packed up, I had to jumpstart Exploited’s car, and we ate at In-n-Out on the way home.

More to come later….

BEST. AAR. EVAR!! I roflocopter'd!!

Different perspective...

Friday for me started at 0430 with a little run and then off to work. I split about 10 minutes early thinking it would some how aid my tour de Black Cat. And, now thinking back, I find that to be incredibly laughable. I shot back to my apartment and decided that it was a good time to pack, and thusly I packed whatever seemed necessary at the time. By the time I packed my Jeep, got gas and finally hit the open road it was around 330.

I hit Barstow with about a half tank of gas and missed the exit I wanted to stop at before hitting the 58 North. So with a 150 miles of open desert I kept pushing and praying that there would be somewhere in between until I hit Bakersfield. Ultimately this worked out because I found a place 30 miles down the road, which I filled up at and made the rest of the trip up north on that tank.

(Drive to Fresno)

Upon arriving in Fresno I pushed into the backwoods of the lower Sierras and found that 20 miles into the woods at 40mph seems like forever. I stopped at the little Valero before road 200 to give a comm check and Sitrep to the convoy. Also to grab some chips and beer for the viking crew tearing its way up to meet with us. I was informed to pickup Amy and Lisa once I got to the field, these were directions from Bengal...ok.
Its now 1030 at night and I nearly pass the field and at the last second in the dim lit twilight of the church's single street light see "T.A.A.G. -->" on a sign. I was convinced immediatley that the dirt road would only lead to my immediate death but I pushed on. Once it opened up, I found the nearest collection of tents and lights I could find, parked, grabbed my beer and chair, and decided it was time to make friends. I had found Straight 5150. Little did I know the implications this would have on my night.

I walked up to the soothing sounds of Stone Temple Pilots and the dim lighting of a cheap lantern. "Hey! Who've we got here??" - "5150...Whos that?" - "OCMI" Like dominos toppling my night began. They informed me that there were some girls and possibly a guy looking for me, or maybe 3 guys and a girl. Either way, I was invited to pull up a chair. I cordially accepted after spending close to 7 1/2 hours in a vehicle. We drank a couple beers and smoked cigarettes while exchanging paintball stories for about a half an hour before I decided to uphold my civic duty and find our compatriots hiding in their car up by the clowns...what a place to park. I immediately identified them by placing my face firmly against the car window and announcing my presence with a *KNOCK KNOCK* They followed me back to 5150's flat and waited for OCMI to arrive. A few more drinks and it was time to make prank phone calls to Bengal to convince him that we had corrupted the camera crew and that they had decided to walk the field alone in the dark, drunk and unprepared. As far as I know...it worked.

More Beers....

Its now I think to be 1130 at night and Im sinking quickly, OCMI HAS MADE IT!!! They converge like ants onto a pile of sugar with the look of excitement, that they are finally there and can have beers...which we do...(Valero pitstop on my way in ) By now 5150 and OCMI have created OCM50 the hybrid team and I am running back and forth trying to help set up the tents with OCMI and chill with 5150. Trout, I felt bad as other team members could have forseen me acting like a fool, but this poor guys first experience with me was my taunting of everyone and love for his avatar. After everything is in place, MedicMike busts out a bottle of rum (warmly welcomed) and Bengal finds his classy side in a plastic cup. I will not devulge into my poor reasoning to go for a late night drive to find one of 5150's roomates and his wife, in a hotel. Needless to say, somehow we drove in a very large circle and ended up right where we started.

At 3 am everyone finally called it a night, knowing some of us had to be up in 4 hours. I crawled into my jeep and in deep into my sleeping bag, only for what seemed to feel like 20 minutes of sleep. I woke to the sound of my phone vibrating in my front seat.


GAME DAY AAR TOMORROW.....