Thursday, December 07, 2006

Remembering Pearl Harbor.

I've been watching some specials about Pearl Harbor on the History channel today and to see all the Honor and Valor that numerous proud sailors exhibited on that day makes me proud to be in the Navy. It also makes part of me anxious to be able to have the opportunity to show the same valor these men did so many years ago. Another part of me hopes to never have to be in an actual fighting situation, not because I'm scared or afraid or anything, but because a human life is a terrible thing to waste, friend or foe.

Also if I serve in the capacity that I wish, and was in a fighting situation there would be mass death and destruction, and I think that fact scares everyone.

On a lighter note, here is a list of the things I miss most about Detroit (friends and family excluded):

1. The Castle, which is a no brainer to top my list
2. Kim's restaurant in Troy, haven't been able to find comparable Chinese food down here.
3. Jet's Pizza
4. A Little Caesar on every corner (there pizza is average but you can't beat the price. Pizzerias don't know the meaning of a $5 dollar pizza down here)
5. 7-11
6. Detroit Sports
7. Drew and Mike on 101 WRIF
8. People who know how to drive
9. People that aren't confused when you order a "pop"
10. A non-military community (Don't get me wrong I love the service, but sometimes I feel that everything around here is focused on the Military and it would be nice to be able to go to town and not have everyone know I'm in the service)

I'm sure there is more things I miss but that is a pretty good list... Almost forgot Mr. Pita ... Maybe in later posts I'll post more things I miss.

To all of you that say a Cat couldn't fight it's way out of a wet paper bag I offer the following evidence to the contrary:



Lisa left her closet door open tonight, and we started to hear a rumbling in there, which is normal I guess, Tony is always getting into things. After a little while Lisa decided to investigate and next thing we know we see Tony caught in the handles of a paper bag running out of the closet like a bat out of Hell down the hallway. He ran so fast and so wild that he tore the bag and left paper all over the hallway, that is the part not caught around his neck as displayed in exhibit A. He was so freaked out that he then ran and hid under our bed for about 20 minutes or so. Here is another picture:

He did finally let us take the bag off from around his neck. So he is fine.

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