EOD
Entrance on Duty date.
For the rest of my career I will remember this date. Not so much because I will be required to provide it throughout my career as an indication of my seniority, but because I wrote it roughly eleventy-billion times today... that is just roughly of course.
I sat in a hotel conference room for many hours, watching powerpoint presentations, videos, and speeches designed to impress upon me the gravity of my chosen occupation. Most of it was very well and professionally presented. I endured endless cracks about the horrible station I was going to. Let them laugh. I'll have hundreds more arrests and seizures and out-rank the vast majority of my class in very few years.
Here is how I hope I looked to my co-workers and supervisors that I met today.
This is how I felt inside.
And thanks for the tie Daring. It felt powerful. And I have graduated so I can wear it now.









Speaking of guns. Sex sells everything in the rest of the country. Here it's guns. Here is a jewelry store that has antlers in the display case.
I found it interesting that they would also display the expended cartridges used to kill the elk they belonged to.
The only message I could glean from this display was, "Buy these sunglasses or you will be shot!" 


Hotel bathrooms here are also evil.
Here is a neighbor practicing his favorite pass-time, every time it gets muddy or snowy.

So did Lisa.
All told, it was a wonderful experience. We hope to return someday. All evil cars and bathrooms aside, Montana is a wonderful place. 