A day in the life of an American Soldier. The personal passages of everything from family life to war.

The closet ate my wallet

American Soldier says,

So no shit there I was. In the middle of Target and all around me were carriages zooming in and out of the aisles. My wife and I swerved to the left and to the right. Adding stock to the carriage, from shelf to shelf. Oh my I exclaimed! The wheels were a buckling but that did not stop us. I was drawn in to the XBOX 360 on display. My wife dragged me away and we continued onward to the next stop. Toys oh toys did we buy. I can’t forget the Family Guy season 1, 2 & 3 for me. Cars and trucks and Cabbage Patch baby’s for my darling daughter. Holy moly, look at that carriage. So full, literally toys falling off the top and bottom. All around the eyes were a looking. We just chuckled and slowly crept towards the register. A new person, oh great I thought. I hope she doesn’t ring in a toy more than once. $100….$200….$300 and so on the tally rose. I look to my wife and she gave me that crooked smile. I just shruged it off and thought my gosh, I wish I were a kid again. Oh no, she scanned an item twice, and oh my god the price! She fixes the tally but yet it makes no difference, another toy is scanned and it rises some more. Finally we are done and now the carriage(s) are aimed towards the car. Will they all fit my wife asks? Being the man that I am, says of course baby, have no fear. I think to myself oh crap how is this all going in there? We finally arrive at the car and place the bags in the trunk like a game of Tetris. Oh yeah, they all fit! I stand proud.

The car strains as we drive away. We have to stop and get a drink. We laugh and share stories as we sit in our favorite restaurant. Playing footsies and taking it all in. The rest I will leave for my own memories on that cold and expensive night.

We finally arrive home and bring the gifts to our room and spread them out. Looking at each and thinking how much they will love their gifts. We sort them in bags and put them in the closet. That’s how the closet ate my wallet!

Computer Geek

American Soldier says,

I think my computer has gremlins in it. I put all this money into it and read all the instructions and compared notes, but still it locks up every few hours. I’ve been building my own computers for well over 15 years. Now I know that the gigantic 20mb hard drive goes where it goes and the speedy 2mb of ram is seated correctly.

I am befuddled!

I just got a brand new external hard drive to back up my loads of soldier entertainment pictures but for some reason this task will have to wait until I can figure out this locking up thing.

Don’t know why I posted this, but what the hell. Bask in my frustration on this wonderful Monday.

Here is a cute computer geek poem I found.

A computer geek loved a girl who studies computer science.

He sent a letter, saying:

I LOVE YOU MORE THAN MY COMPUTER Believe me it is true …

You installed the best in me.

Your picture is always in my background.

You clicked my heart gently.

You drive me crazy when I see you.

Your love reset my life and deleted all the sadness in me.

You restored my kindness after I thought it was corrupted.

I’m always connected to you with more than 56 heart beat per second.

You hacked my brain and registered your name in it.

You are the only one that could navigate my feelings and explore my
emotions at the same time.

I feel lost when I try to call you and you are not responding.

I always feel you close to me when I shut down my eyes, or when I open
my windows waiting for you to pass.

You are the only one that can log into my heart and never log out.

I dream of being your only server as long as I live.

You don’t have to search for me, cause we are always linked to each

I see your name everywhere, my front page, my homepage and all my

I scanned my life and found that I’m only infected by you.

You are the virus I’d never remove, and why should I do?

Believe me it is true…

I love you more than my CPU!!!!

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