Friday night drunkblogging Silver Spring

Late yesterday afternoon I got an email from Blackfive‘s Uncle Jimbo inviting me to Walter Reed for the weekly Friday night FReep and, of course, I accepted. As soon as I got there, Jimbo started getting mischievous and went down to the Code Pink/union thug area and tried to join them with the above pictured sign, explaining that he only wants peace…just like them. But Bruce Wolfe, the union thug who has responsibility for manning the space (since it’s hardly on Code Pink’s radar these days) was having none of it.

As he explains in this video, his focus is only getting troops out of Iraq. I wonder what his mission will be when combat troops are out of Iraq.

I also ran into Concrete Bob (that’s him on left without the bicycle) and FReeper Trooprally on the right)

All of the regulars were out there…just like they are every Friday night rain or shine. Mrs. Trooprally told me that some of the moonbats told her that they’re just rank-and-file union members whom the union forces to be there on Friday night.

And I bumped into rongkirby who said he had another report from the floor of the House he’s sending me, so stay tuned for that.

After the FReep we took some of the troops who are being treated at Walter Reed out for a night on the town in Silver Spring, Maryland. These guys were all paratroopers of the 173rd Brigade who were in that firefight last month in Afghanistan. in which a reinforced platoon of infantry fought off more than a hundred Taliban in an early morning attack.

That’s Tankerbabe in the picture. She’ll probably chew me out for the picture, but it’s the only one I have of her.

We had some good long talks and I felt as if those 14 years that I’ve been out of the Army never happened. It was one of the best nights I’ve had since I moved to DC. It was heartening to talk with these young paratroopers who performed so heroically that day (among hundreds of other heroic days) in the remote Afghan outpost, and to hear them name their comrades as the real heroes, shunning any praise for their own actions that night. I’m so proud that my Army and the future of this nation is in the hands of such capable and valorous young men.

Jimbo fell in love last night and insisted that I post this picture today of last night’s Future Ex-Mrs. Jimbo. The picture’s blurry, but that’s how we saw everything last night after several pitchers of beer and a couple of Car Bombs (at Tankerbabes’ unrelenting insistence).

So, after we closed up the bar, Concrete Bob drove my drunk ass home and poured me out of his car at about 2 AM. Tankerbabe has promised me some of her pictures so I may have more later.

Category: Antiwar crowd, Bloggers, Code Pink, Politics, Protests/Rallies, Support the troops