heading out to the ranges at night with a few good troops, and HUGE box of 7.62x51 NATO ball with one tracer every 5 rounds on 250 rnd belts, and a few arty sims and just fucking giving er down range and blowing stupid shit (old appliances, sheets of plywood, old pairs of boots) ect to shreds....its jolly old time, as stupid and wasteful as it is.
oxyfuel cutting thick plate....I dunno, just the shower of sparks and molten globs of metal and heat and everything put a dumb grin on my face.
the cold fall nights and how it makes girls cheeks so rosey and cute.