Сержан Шаун Стэнфорд Как-то раз в армии США на Балканах был рядовой Шварц. Он был или очень умным, или ему было очень скучно; скорее всего и то, и другое, т.к. ему запретили делать 213 вещей. Впоследствии он сделал из них список и выложил его в инет.

Vacation is over, so it's back to the fun mine for me.

I had a good break, got to play a bunch of video games, build and paint some models, and watched several seasons of Babylon 5. I also received a small pile of movies that involve dead things eating people, gratuitous use of automatic weapons, and/or power tools used in an irresponsible manner. It's been a good few weeks.

One of the things I did was round up the loose list items. See every once in a while somebody will send me just a one or to items for the Friends of Skippy list. Which is not enough for me to make an entire post out of it. And so as I look at the several emails that have been sent to me, I am forced to make a choice. I can either dig through my email, and turn a bunch of the individual items into one big list. Or I can just use one of the larger lists and spend the extra time killing video game zombies and looking at internet porn.

And I have to say that I really love killing zombies and internet porn.

I have decided to name two winners in my Pants Quote contest.

Cpl Smith on wearing a kilt- �it�s like being naked�WITH POCKETS�. Even though kilts are technically not pants, it was funny. And people my have noticed that funny goes a lot further with me than "technically correct". Hell, funny tends to go a lot further with me then most other considerations, such as morality, legality, or even physics. (And believe me, physics can be a harsh mistress.)

My other favorite was Badcat, on spilling rum on herself - �Oh man, my pants taste FANTASTIC.� For some reason I keep imagining Capt. Jack Sparrow saying this. Which, you have to admit is severely awesome. But

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Ok so I am not exactly in the military. Actually, I am a spouse... living in base housing. This particular blog is about last spring. Right now, my yardcare sins involve not being able to shovel the 5 foot snow pile that the snowplow drivers so graciously left at the end of my driveway when the temps reach -40. I can't find my sidewalk to shovel it. They should just be happy that I cleared the driveway.

Here we are at yet another spring on Minot AFB and with it comes what we all in housing have dubbed the "Lawn Nazi's". These are the men and women who drive around base housing in the white trucks with rulers ensuring that

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Well it's still Christmas break. I know this because my online game servers are just chock full of high school students. Thanks to them I now know important things such as anyone who disagrees with you is clearly a noob, co-operative dialogue can be replaced with volume, and that "gay" can be used as a verb.

I weep for the future.

So to honor these delightful seasonal opponents I present a list of things that you cannot do in High School.

(Submitted by an anonymous young lady who fears that her principal may look at this site.)

1. Don't sneak into the principal's office and "fix" the Friday memo.

2. Or replace his photo of his wife with Bill Gates.

3. Or draw boobies

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I'm taking a break tonight due to the holiday of Festivus. I might post again during the week, but don't count on it. Besides most of you should probably be on some sort of vacation yourselves about now, and probably have better ways to spend it than looking at my web-site. For instance if you are a single man you probably should stop procrastinating and go buy your gifts now. So I'll see everyone next week I guess.

I�m sure the news article probably caught many readers� eyes today: "Deep Throat", the informant who helped bring down the Nixon Presidency, has passed away. Some lauded him as a hero who proved one man can make a difference even against the most menacing of would-be dictators. Some scorned him as a turncoat who betrayed his Commander-in-Chief. Some, like those of my generation, remember him as a stupid footnote in history that made us get a B+ instead of an A- on our American History midterm. Regardless of your opinion of his actions, you have to have respect for the ability of the man to keep a secret. No one knew his true identity for

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