{"id":894,"date":"2010-07-20T19:52:35","date_gmt":"2010-07-21T00:52:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/davious.org\/now\/?p=894"},"modified":"2010-07-20T19:52:35","modified_gmt":"2010-07-21T00:52:35","slug":"barrack-and-awol-following-tammy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/2010\/07\/barrack-and-awol-following-tammy\/","title":{"rendered":"Barrack and AWOL Following Tammy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m very coy and I seduce one girl, then another. They are dorm-mates in the house with me.<br \/>\nWe are in a military barracks in some tropical region. Still, the barracks are spacious, clean, and simple.<\/p>\n<p>Tammy (childhood dog) walks away from the barracks; she seems lost. I follow Tammy&#8230; out the fort, onto streets; I travel the paths next to streets.<br \/>\nWilla comes by in a plastic toy car. It&#8217;s a strange moment: neither of us is entirely excited to see one another; we resignedly say our hellos and a goodbyes.<\/p>\n<p>I follow Tammy to the military city. A giant deluxe hummer as wide as the two-lane road is exiting. I grit my teeth as Tammy walks right across its path; however, the driver sees her and waited before moving the vehicle.  As I walk in, I&#8217;m arrested for being AWOL (being late). I am interrogated by a chubby man and then his superior: a Condi Rice type of woman. I&#8217;m Hawkeye Pierce. I explain I was drafted into this. She corrects me. I re-explain I was drafted into this, then hired myself out as a soldier after the war.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m very coy and I seduce one girl, then another. They are dorm-mates in the house with me. We are in a military barracks in some tropical region. Still, the barracks are spacious, clean, and simple. Tammy (childhood dog) walks away from the barracks; she seems lost. I follow Tammy&#8230; out the fort, onto streets; [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-894","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dreams"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/894","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=894"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/894\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=894"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=894"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=894"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}