Today we got attacked. In the bunkers for about 3 hours. Generally the bad guys have very poor aim and manage to hit nothing more than dirt. Today our luck ran out and somebody was hurt, bad, but he should live. It's almost 10 PM as I write this and I can hear gunfire in the distance. I wonder if that's target practice or something else? Today I met with the 'mayor' of the camp. He's an Army reserve captain (O3) in charge of the camp and in 'real life' he's a federal employee in a cubical. On this camp he's the BMOC, back home he's a small fish in a big pond. It was a good conversation and upbeat. At the end, he told me he like to know about jobs at KBR.