JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Journal June 12, 2006, Supplemental
There must be some reason to these thoughts I was having awhile back about the opening scenes to the upcoming movie HALO. I was thinking of how the story goes behind the military person that inspired Master Chief. It begins with the real MCPO arriving at his post on some planet. It is an isolated post in some kind of wasteland, desert, mountainous region. He arrives, talks with a few people, walks around. The structure is some kind of pre-fab building with a lot of walkways and observation positions, a lot of defensive positions. You can hear the clanking of deckplates and gratings as people walk around. MCPO finds a place to sit down his gear and look out over the land. He places a photo of an attractive blond woman, a weather forecaster, on a ledge in front of him and wistfully remembers better times. After awhile, he is sent on some kind of recon mission
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Friday, February 3, 2006 6:56:36 PM
Subject: Nice talking with you in the morning
http://q13.trb.com/news/kcpq-bio-lilyj,0,3625909.htmlstory?coll=kcpq-newsstaff-1
I think I am in love with Lily Jang. It seems crazy to even write that, with all things considered, but, well, what isn't crazy right now?
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 12/30/06 12:41 AM
When the hell does Stephanie Abrams work on The Weather Channel?
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 12/30/06 12:45 AM
I'm probably going to be Chief of Naval Operations in about 15 to 20 years
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RED STORM RISING [ RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 ]
Tom Clancy
PRINTING HISTORY
G.P. Putnam's Sons hardcover edition / August 1986
Berkley mass-market edition / August 1987
Page 284
SCOTLAND
"The kid's doing all right," the major said. He was in an awkward position - an American officer in a NATO communications post run by Brit intelligence types who were evenly split on Edward's reliability.
"I'd say he's doing bloody marvelously," nodded the senior Brit. He'd lost an eye, quite some time ago by the look of it, but was still one tough-looking bastard, the major thought. "Notice how he discriminates between what his observations and opinions are."
"Weather forecaster," snorted another. "We must get some professionals in there. How quickly can we whistle some up?"
http://www.cswap.com/1987/The_Untouchables/cap/en/25fps/a/00_22
The Untouchables
:22:47
- What do you want?
- I'd like to talk to you.
:22:53
Come in.
:22:58
I need a small group of men,
handpicked, starting with you.
:23:01
Ness! I am just a poor beat cop.
:23:06
- Now, how can I help you?
- Just work with me.
:23:11
- But why should I, though?
- Because you're a good cop.
:23:16
- How do you know that?
- You told me.
:23:19
If I'm such a good cop...
:23:23
How come I'm walkin' the beat,
then, at my age?
:23:26
Do you want to tell me?
:23:28
Well, maybe I'm that
Whore with a Heart of Gold.
:23:31
Or The One Good Cop in the Bad Town?
RED STORM RISING [ RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 ]
Tom Clancy
PRINTING HISTORY
G.P. Putnam's Sons hardcover edition / August 1986
Berkley mass-market edition / August 1987
Page 381
ICELAND
They were climbing down a rocky slope when the helicopter appeared two miles west of them. It was low, about three hundred feet over the ridge line, and moving slowly towards them. The Marines immediately fell to the ground and crawled to places where they might hide in shadows. Edwards took a few steps to Vigdis and pulled her down also. She was wearing a white patterned sweater that was all too easy to spot. The lieutenant stripped off his field jacket and draped it around her, holding her head down as he wrapped the hood over her blond hair.
"Don't move at all. They're looking for us." Edwards kept his own head up briefly to see where his men were. Smith waved for him to get down. Edwards did so, keeping his eyes open so that he could look sideways at the chopper. It was another Hind. He could see rocket pods hanging from stubby wings on either side of the airframe.
