found it

well they called me to the company office from work the other day to let me know they had found my wallet. I walk into top's (1st sgt) room and i immediately sense that something strange is going on, and i realize that i'm about to be interrogated; so naturally thats when i relax, because i know from observation and experience that interrogation is a word that this man can almost pronounce but has much less luck when it comes to the actual act. I could make this funny story short or long, so i'll just summarize it: As i said, I lost the wallet at the PX, however it was found in or around the Italian complex, a place from which US soldiers are strictly prohibited because they can have "cold beverages" whereas we cannot. They told me this, and then i was asked where i had kept my wallet when it got lost. As i had told them before it was in the little side pocket on the shorts -- this is where it gets funny -- and top says "ooh?" and he pulls out a pair of PT shorts, my wallet and (I presume this was the first time he had tried this little experiment) proceeded to try to shove my wallet into the undersized-looking wallet. 10 seconds pass and he stops with a small frown after he has succeeded in putting the wallet in the pocket. He then turns to another Sgt and says "huh, i guess it does fit in there." I try not to laugh. He goes on to suggest that i did not lose my wallet in the PX, but rather I somehow snuck into the italian camp, lost my wallet, snuck out, made it into the PX without showing an ID, and then constructed the story about losing it in the PX to cover some debauchery in the italian camp. The really crazy part is that not only did i see and talk to about 10 people from the unit during that 2 hours inside the store, but get this, 1st sgt - was the first person I saw on my way out of the PX complex and consequently the first person i reported the loss to. eh? eh? crazy? I told him that his theory was way off the mark and to consult with various people i had seen who helped me search the store that afternoon; he just tells me that he's going to have a talk with the guards that check ID at the PX to make sure that noone else (after my supposed infiltration) would be able to get in without id. wow. I left the room shortly after that with my sqd and plt sgt, and i dont know if they had the same urge to have a belly laugh, but since the one of them saw me pacing around the store that afternoon, i know they didnt believe in some ill-concieved italian-connection conspiracy. no harm done, interesting that top thinks im a clever villain though....but maybe i can use it against him in my plot to [insert evil deed] across the globe!! HA Ha HAR HAr HA!!!



well im close to finishing up and i still havent analizized the current political and military situation here in this beautiful country....so i think i'll just do it later. wow george W, you see? great minds DO think alike. ha. Oh and in my infinite boredom i've actually listened to much of that previously unlistened to music on my computer and ipod, plus some that i bought recently..like that new weezer cd is bad-ass, and although i havnet listened to NIN seriously in years, their new one is great too. I found bright eyes, saves the day, and the cure on my iopd and really like em. I listened to all of my widespread panic yesterday and now like them a lot more. There more i wanted to mention, buti just got called, cant wait to get back....
-billy