Greetings from Baghdad

My oldest and bestest friend's roommate split for Iraq a few months ago. He's not a soldier or a journalist, mind you -- just a budding capitalist looking to get his mitts on some of that Haliburton booty. An avid gamer with a penchant for Syphon Filter 3 style shoot-em-ups, he's now facing the real thing as he tries to rebuild the country's infrastructure.

There is tons of chaos and bullshit, and loud noise, so I’m having fun, and pushing myself to the limit. Tomorrow they are going to turn Fallujah into a cement rubble meat grinder. Hold the mayo! Payback is a bitch.

Check out the postcard he sent at Too Sane.