Diwaniya, Iraq.

As the air officer spends his times going to meetings, I went to the big wig meeting this evening. I was reminded to roll down my sleeves as the general doesn’t like rolled up sleeves. I sat next to an Army LTCOL, who, I learned graduated from West Point two years before I graduated from Annapolis. We chatted amicably throughout the meeting, and when it was over, I introduced myself.

“My name is Travis Beal.”

He looked at me strangely, then said, “And my name is LTCOL Albert.” Oooookkaaaay. What a dork.