Today is Sunday and usually Sunday is pretty boring. I do boring stuff that needs to be done and that takes time but it is nonetheless boring. However today the camp got attacked and it was certainly more than just a few mortars set off when a chunk of ice melted allowing an unattend mortar to drop and fire. The 'ice method' allows 'Aack-med' to set up his rounds during the night and as the ice melts the next morning, the mortar drops to the bottom and fires and Aach-med is long gone, far away from the point of fire. Anyway, today's attack involved helos firing rockets and lots of 50 cal gunfire. You can tell 50 cal gunfire since it has a 'deeper' sound than your regular M-16 or AK-47 gunfire. The attack was about a mile away just over the wire and since our area received no incoming we weren't called to bunkers. So.... what did I do? I went out and watched the 'show' of course from the top of a bunker. From the pic you can make out the helo (barely). This was a surreal experience watching and listening to the swish, ka-boom, and rat-a-tat-tat. Sorta reminded me of scenes I've seen on the TV from Lebannon, except this one isn't on TV.