<div style="width: 500px; text-align: center" align="center">Once, while driving to work along a stretch of desert outside of Las Vegas, I saw a slight movement in the dirt and foliage on the road side. Being trained as a sniper in various theaters of war, I knew that I was being tracked by a rival marksman.
On another occasion, while stepping into my home, my advanced situational awareness instruction caused me to pause momentarily and reconnoiter, as well-placed sticky bombs may have been placed just inside the doorway by a cunning adversary.
Last night I woke early. My bedroom was very dark, but a red glow caught my eye. You see, experience has taught me to spy redstone better than most; and there it was, just within reach...
