This is the personal blog of Adam J. Schirling, the founder and editor-in-chief of Drunken Absurdity, a revolutionary ezine. For the best in alternative literature, poetry, art, movies and more go to www.drunkenabsurdity.com. This blog is strictly for my personal rants, some dirty pics, and the occasional cool story or sweet tunes.
While it is so awesome to see so many people commenting on their appreciation of vets on here this past weekend and this morning, please remember it is not our day. Veterans Day is November 11th. Today is Memorial Day, where we remember those who have fallen, either in combat or from their wounds (both physical and mental) after returning home. I drink for many, many reasons throughout the year, both good and bad, but on this day I only drink for Lance Cpl Nick Anderson, Lance Cpl Adam Bishop, and all those who have fallen while wearing the colors of 3/6 since the battalions activation in 1917. In Norse mythology, those who fall in combat are taken to Valhalla, a great castle where they feast on meat and beer and wait for the gods to call them out for the final battle between good and evil. I drink for my friends in Valhalla today. Dulce et Decorum est Pro Patria Mori
I was born to hustle roses down the avenues of the dead
“I shared a vagrant optimism that some of us were making real progress, that we had taken an honest road, and that the best of us would inevitably make it over the top. At the same time, I felt that the life we were leading was a lost cause, that we were all actors, kidding ourselves on a senseless odyssey. It was the tension between those two poles - a restless idealism on one hand and a sense of impending doom on the other - that kept me going.”-HST
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