Current mood:

excited

Careful...you might get it.
Been searching jobs, resume posted internetally, etc.

Job found me. Job likes me. Job wants me October 20th.

Job pays an *insane* amount of money.
Job has a one year contract.

Well, it's not *exactly* a combat zone, though there is a 80% non-US/hazardous/completion bonus...and they may want me in an instructor position, although the pay scale isn't finalized.

Dealbreaker; if I don't get to return fire.

Oh yes, it's serious. Oh yes, I'll come home with ten years' savings. After taxes.

And I'll get to test drive cool shit like this-

http://www.defenselink.mil/home/features/2007/mrap/

After fixing it from this-

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:FPCougar.jpg

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A few times during my life, adventures have come along which required dumping life-as-you-know-it and catching the wave. I passed up becoming the ship's engineer on the Providence, a recreation of a civil war era tall ship, John Paul Jones' first commission. I narrowly missed sailing an 86' Nautor Swan from Miami, through the Panama Canal to the Sandwich Islands and back to Seattle. A settlement was negotiated for the airplane my dad's crew and I were preparing to ...uh... repossess from some South American airport.

I passed up the opportunity to be a member of the armed forces, since I was having lots of fun and they didn't pay so much at the time.

I think I'll keep this one for the experience and stories-in-old-age library.