Jarheads Dry Erase Board Moments

6:30 a.m.

Who the fuck ate the chili? That was for the potluck at the hospital tonight, assholes. You're both fucking fired!

8:00 a.m.

Shit. Kid. I left you a $50. Buy pizzas and take them up. I got CQ duty til 00:00.

9:30 a.m.

Got it. Pizza. After PT.

2:00 p.m.

Took the money. Made chocolate pie. Not sharing. Fuckheads.

5:15 p.m.

Oh, man. Can I come to the potluck? Rock's on duty. I'll still bring pizza.

11:30 p.m.

Yo, big guy. Extra pie in the fridge along with pizza and some other stuff. Rig says just throw it in the nuker for a couple minutes. In bed.


 

At 4 a.m. on Friday morning

To Pack

Jeans

Boots

Stetson

Swim trunks

Camera

Book for lounging

Neuropathology book for studying

Grey button-down

Unders

Ditty bag

 

At 5:30 a.m. on Friday morning

Jeans

Boots

Stetson

Swim trunks

Camera

Ditty bag

Lube

 

At 6:00 a.m. on Friday morning

Jeans

Boots

Stetson

Swim trunks

Camera

Ditty bag

Lube

Those little leather short-dealies

More lube

 

At noon on Friday

Stetson

Swim trunks

Camera

Ditty bag

Lube

Those little leather short-dealies – oh, I like how you think, kid.

More lube

A good razor

 

At 12:15 pm on Friday

Stetson

Swim trunks

Camera

Ditty bag

Lube

Those little leather short-dealies – oh, I like how you think, kid. Thanks, man. Hey, can you take sex toys on a plane?

More lube

A good razor

 

At 12:30 pm on Friday

Stetson

Swim trunks

Camera

Ditty bag

Lube

Those little leather short-dealies – oh, I like how you think, kid. Thanks, man. Hey, can you take sex toys on a plane? I don’t know. We can buy them there.

More lube

A good razor

 

At 6:30 on on Friday

No Mexican dildos. Period. I mean it, marines.

 

At 8 p.m. on Friday

Kid. Black box. Top dresser drawer. In the suitcase. Erase this. Keeping the redneck busy.

 


Marines, we eating out tonight? I have to study. Not cooking.

I could make hot dogs, Rig

Fuck that. I can buy pizza.

I like hot dogs.

it’s Rig’s night – no hot dogs!!!!

Quit it assholes. Fucking is better than fighting.

Dick grinned over at Rock, listened to the shower running. “Pizza, then fucking.”

“No, kid. Fucking, then pizza.” Rock started stripping.

“Then fucking again, yeah?” Hope sprang eternal.

“Hooboy.”


Rig - Julie called. Getting married. Wants to come here to do it. Let's go to Napa.

What? To who? When? Goddamn it, Rock. CALL ME.

Can't. Busy. Gym. Married. Hank. Again. June. Out of beer.

Rig, I've got the grocery list. It's Rock's late night. Are we planning a wedding? We could have a Words scribbled out.

NO!

Oh, Jesus fuck. Y'all.



7am
Chicken breasts
Broccoli
Low fat cheese
Strawberries
Grapes
Oranges


8am
Chicken breasts
Broccoli
Low fat cheese
Strawberries
Grapes
Oranges
Regular cheese
Salt
Chocolate pudding
Graham pie crust
 
10am
Chicken breasts
Broccoli
Low fat cheese
Strawberries
Grapes
Oranges
Regular cheese
Salt
Chocolate pudding
Graham pie crust
Low fat cheese
 
12pm
Chicken breasts
Broccoli
Low fat cheese
Strawberries
Grapes
Oranges
Regular cheese
Salt
Chocolate pudding
Graham pie crust

Low fat cheese
Salt - we’re out
Chocolate pudding
Graham pie crust
I want chocolate pie for dessert and I gave you the fucking cheese
 
1pm
Chicken breasts
Broccoli
Low fat cheese (crossed out)
Strawberries
Grapes
Oranges
Regular cheese
Salt
Chocolate pudding
Graham pie crust

Low fat cheese
Salt we’re out  we have salt
Chocolate pudding
Graham pie crust

I want chocolate pie for dessert and I gave you the fucking cheese
We have fixins for chocolate pie already
 
3pm
Chicken breasts
Broccoli
Low fat cheese (crossed out)
Strawberries
Grapes
Oranges
Regular cheese
Salt
Chocolate pudding
Graham pie crust

Low fat cheese
Salt we’re out  we have salt
Chocolate pudding
Graham pie crust

I want chocolate pie for dessert and I gave you the fucking cheese
We have fixins for chocolate pie already
Salt that Mrs. Dash crap is *not* salt
 
4pm
Entire board has been wiped clean
No more changes, I’ve made the list and am on my way to the store
 
5pm
No more changes, I’ve made the list and am on my way to the store
There better be salt in that grocery bag
 


8am
To do list for today:
Unpack the Christmas lights
Put them up – and I want them all around the roof this time, not just on the front porch
 
12pm
Shopping list
New Christmas lights
New ladder
Copper wire
Electrical tape
Bandages
Beer
 
6pm
To do list for tomorrow
Put up new Christmas lights


I’m volunteering at the clinic this morning. Dick – the coffee in the pot on the counter was fresh at 7:30. Rock – don’t make pancakes without me

Emergency at the gym, nothing to worry about, just needs a boss onsite for the plumber. Rock – ditto for me on the pancakes.

I’m going back to bed – wake me when you’re both back.