{"id":77,"date":"2008-06-05T12:52:00","date_gmt":"2008-06-05T12:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/moavenz.com\/blog\/?p=77"},"modified":"2008-06-05T12:52:00","modified_gmt":"2008-06-05T12:52:00","slug":"freestylin-r-r-r-random","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/moavenz.com\/blog\/?p=77","title":{"rendered":"Freestylin’… R-R-R-Random"},"content":{"rendered":"

While walking the dogs the other day, I spotted this in the grass\"\"<\/a> and oddly enough, my mouth started watering. No, I’m not on the “starvation diet” – it was one of those forgotten memories from my youth that suddenly came flooding back. You see, I spent some time in the Air Force after high school. Don’t believe me?\"\"<\/a> Oooo… scary, huh?!! (Mrs. G<\/a>, I hope you managed to escape that particular haircut.) One of my favorite Air Force experiences was S.E.R.E. training, which involves:
S. = Survival (how to live off the land)
E. = Evasion (how to avoid being captured in enemy territory)
R. = Resistance (not divulging secrets when they imprison you)
E. = Escape (yeah, right)<\/p>\n

For “Survival”, we learned cool stuff like: making a tent out of your rain poncho, how to kill and eat rabbits, finding and boiling water when you have NOTHING, the amazing taste of slowly “grilled” (over a lighter or match!) crickets and grasshoppers, figuring out where the heck you are, and, the one that triggered this whole thing, how heavenly it feels to come upon a wild strawberry when you’ve been subsisting on crickets and grasses for a couple of days!<\/p>\n

p.s. the span of time between the Prom photo and the knife photo –
4 months, WOW!<\/p>\n

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