Around the World

You will see how the title is what is it. I will be all over the place on this one. I am willing to bet that I do not finish this tonight, but I am going to try.

I put a comment on my facebook that I was going to delete people if I do not hear from them. The main reason for that was to prove a point. I know that I only did that an hour or so ago, but it goes to show that I was halfway right. Right away I got several comments. I understand that everyone is not online at the same time, I am not that stupid. I am willing to bet that most of you on here have either a facebook or a myspace and possibly even a twitter account. OK, now that we have that established. What percentage of the people that are "friends" have you actually met in person? I know that there are some on mine that I have never met, not seen in over 10 years, or will never see again. For good reason, some of them will stay. It is a great way, and easy way, to stay in contact with high school classmates and know when the next reunion is. Better than an outdated mailing list or phone roster. I know that with the military you will be moving every few years, and at times to another country. Not to mention phone number changes. OK, the rest of the people on there? The hotty you found on a friend's list. The person that you met in an airport? The one that you hope to meet one day but know you won't? Why are they there? Do they really care what you are up to? 500 friends on your list? Are you serious? Is it all a numbers game for you? For that reason, I am cleaning house.

Buck. My wonderful dog. My backup alarm clock. My personal stink bomb. The alarm goes off and he knows that it is time for me to get up and let him outside for his potty break. If I hit snooze. He tells me that I know better and will not let me go back to sleep no matter how hard I try. The best is when I am sitting on the couch, enjoying a good night of TV when I hear a weird sound and after it registers what it is, it is too late. I am running for my life. The smell, oh the smell. It is enough to make anyone gag. You threaten to cork that ass, and he thinks I am playing. Then, another surprise. Another blast of warm ass air. I guess it is his way to make sure I am still alive and functioning. Well I am when I kick his ass outside and hope he takes care of business before he comes back. Which is usually in the yard across the street and the house just sold.

Five year old little girls. The smartest. The funniest. The cutest. OK, not the smartest, but they sure make you think. It does not take long for a day to change from good to great when you are in the presence of such an angel. Courtney is my angel. She is my reminder of all the blessings in life I have. She never ceases to amaze me. I love her to death and hope that her mom finally realizes that she love to spend time with me and my family.

Just a few little thoughts i was having. She is getting tired and so am I, so it is time for bed. Expect part 2 soon.

SGT John Strader