Before I move on, it seems fitting to comment on where I'm working now. Task Force 236 is located in a collection of rectangular metal containers, or cans, off the beaten path of NKAIA.
The Defense Department likes to number things. Area this, Area that. And TF-236's home is no exception. Until Saturday, when I'm supposed to hop on a plane to Bagram, my work location is Area 51.
Area 51!!! How cool is that? And I have to leave after less than two weeks. After all these years of teasing my bride about aliens and UFOs and such, and sitting through God-knows-how-many screenings of Independence Day, I can honestly say that I'm working at Area 51.
And I never even got to see the debris from the Roswell crash.
The Defense Department likes to number things. Area this, Area that. And TF-236's home is no exception. Until Saturday, when I'm supposed to hop on a plane to Bagram, my work location is Area 51.
Area 51!!! How cool is that? And I have to leave after less than two weeks. After all these years of teasing my bride about aliens and UFOs and such, and sitting through God-knows-how-many screenings of Independence Day, I can honestly say that I'm working at Area 51.
And I never even got to see the debris from the Roswell crash.
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