November 2010 - Argghhh!

Ummmmm -- it's not because I've been going out with the patrols (fat chance of *that* happening, curse the luck).Aaaaaand it's not because I'm living outside the wire.It's just because I'm no longer living on a FOB.*sigh*Forward Operating Base Warrior has been redesignated Contingency Operating Site Warrior.Only thing I can come up with now is COSplayer. Or COSiner. Oh, right, *you* can do better? Go ahead...*snerk*...

That deep sigh of relief was from me -- I just got my new LOA (Letter of Authorization). An LOA is the gummint version of the hall pass that allows a contractor the privilege of working in a war -- uhhhhhhhhh -- an area that does not meet OSHA requirements.It also allows me to use the PX and the DFAC, and is supposedly the only thing I'll need to get emergency medical treatment in a military facility. Actually, the LOA is just my backup -- I get faster results flashing my "US Army Retired"...

A little lesson from the Pilgrims on Thanksgiving Day, or, "the more things change, the more they stay the same." 389 years later, a significant percentage of America STILL doesn't understand basic human nature. I find it amazing that, despite the aggressive and never-ending attempts of our "betters" (The One, et al.) to "spread the wealth" that we as a country continue to resist, to overcome, and to thrive. God bless America and Happy Thanksgiving.

The Exterior Guard went on the hunt last night. And brought back trophies. There are only two kinds of squirrels at Castle Argghhh!. The quick. And the dead. Human Squirrel Rights Watch will undoubtedly open an investigation. It looks like one of them might have been surrendering when he was cut down. There were three, one apparently really resisted arrest, and was a little too torn up for a mug shot. The Exterior Guard lives the life that Jonah's Cosmo dreams of....

[Editor's note: This post will make a lot more sense if you've been a long time reader. Sorry if you're not, this is just too insidery funny to pass up.] *This picture* explains all the nails-on-blackboard screeching I've been getting on the Castle Communicator. I thought it was sunspots, except we're apparently still in a Maunder Minimum, so... Turns out it was Bad Cat Robot, apparently busy doing arcane calculations on her blackboard. She lives in the Pacific Northwest, near...

It'd frost Damncat's, too, but he's 'nardless.As is, evidently, Michael L. Rhodes, director of administration and management at the Pentagon.In May, the commission met with representatives of 60 veterans organizations to solicit their views. They had hoped to create an advisory board with representatives of officer and enlisted ranks from each of the services. Our source said Mr. Rhodes would allow only one veteran, at most. The commission had planned to meet in October with representatives...

On a day like today a President dedicated just under two-an-a-half minutes of his valuable time to redefine the fundamental principles of our republic. Let us pray that neither we nor future generations are called upon to reforge our republic as they once forced to do. Boq

Check your powers of deduction, and see if you can figure out exactly *when* it started in each of the following scenarios:I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift. The next year, I didn't get her a gift at all. When she asked me why, I replied, "Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"And ...______________________________ My wife and I were watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?" while we were in bed. I turned to her...