What's to say?
I started an account with SG, when I was fixing to communicate with someone who I'd known, in life. As of a few years ago, she's a model, here, and good for her, she' married, now. "Enough said," in all that I think would be approprite.
It's still a peculiar thing, to my consideration, how extenively that one's hert can be affected by another, as whether or not one would revognize it. Something about going through boot camp, I guess that it did work in getting my boots down to the ground.
I said, "boot camp", sure. As of when, and for how-long-I-don't-singularly-care, then when I'm on duty, I'm a PFC and an Engineer, in the U.S.Army. What reponsabilitie are entailed of my spot, I ain't going to bother the reader about, whereas this sure is not "me, going on duty," and I ain't here to "preach".
Incidentally, I'm tapping this page out, using a Treo PDA/phone -- it is, in an unfortunate fact, my only immediately infernet-connected device, at this time. It won't upload photos, won't run Flash progs, and does poorly with JavaScripted apps, so, it kind of sucks. To top that off, Spint's "Powervision" coverage is phone-modem-slow, where I am. Life ain't always "easy", even in the "modern" poop. "F* it, anyway."
What do I think about SG, then, in this short time? "Hot stuff", and it seems like some good company, no joke.
Here, they ain't trying to scam a man into buying junk. Compare that to Madison Avenue (fabled home of advertisers) and I'd say, it's a fair cut. This ain't Cosmo, it ain't "Stuff" magazine, and it mostly ain't like ABC.
People are people -- I think it's called the identity property, in mathematical theory. A = A
People are people, and so are you, reader, a person amon people. We're dealt what we're dealt, and deal with it how we do. Ain't a person been born who can be perfect. Some might say, karma has held that some would be buddhas.
Me, I'm just a guy, living on-post at where I am -- kind of a dry area, not just on Sundays -- and running out of space, here. (*!@~$ PDA)
I started an account with SG, when I was fixing to communicate with someone who I'd known, in life. As of a few years ago, she's a model, here, and good for her, she' married, now. "Enough said," in all that I think would be approprite.
It's still a peculiar thing, to my consideration, how extenively that one's hert can be affected by another, as whether or not one would revognize it. Something about going through boot camp, I guess that it did work in getting my boots down to the ground.
I said, "boot camp", sure. As of when, and for how-long-I-don't-singularly-care, then when I'm on duty, I'm a PFC and an Engineer, in the U.S.Army. What reponsabilitie are entailed of my spot, I ain't going to bother the reader about, whereas this sure is not "me, going on duty," and I ain't here to "preach".
Incidentally, I'm tapping this page out, using a Treo PDA/phone -- it is, in an unfortunate fact, my only immediately infernet-connected device, at this time. It won't upload photos, won't run Flash progs, and does poorly with JavaScripted apps, so, it kind of sucks. To top that off, Spint's "Powervision" coverage is phone-modem-slow, where I am. Life ain't always "easy", even in the "modern" poop. "F* it, anyway."
What do I think about SG, then, in this short time? "Hot stuff", and it seems like some good company, no joke.
Here, they ain't trying to scam a man into buying junk. Compare that to Madison Avenue (fabled home of advertisers) and I'd say, it's a fair cut. This ain't Cosmo, it ain't "Stuff" magazine, and it mostly ain't like ABC.
People are people -- I think it's called the identity property, in mathematical theory. A = A
People are people, and so are you, reader, a person amon people. We're dealt what we're dealt, and deal with it how we do. Ain't a person been born who can be perfect. Some might say, karma has held that some would be buddhas.
Me, I'm just a guy, living on-post at where I am -- kind of a dry area, not just on Sundays -- and running out of space, here. (*!@~$ PDA)
I'm trained to make holes in things, with C4, TNT, and det.cord. I'm also learning how to operate heavy equipment, such as a 'scraper' (might upload a photo, sometime from now) or -- "my favorite" -- a bulldozer.
I live where I do. I ain't inclined to say it, in any public/part-of-public forum.
I don't have the space enough, here, as to adeuately relate my own impressions about circumstances in the sandbox down-range. As of yet, I haven't been there. As of when it will be, I will be.
As for politics: A scheduled "pull-out", on any time scale, will not be in anyone's best interest, save momentarily, for what few "celebrity" politicians.
(Some Democrts really need to chill on the drama, and some politicians do really need to drop their damned pretenses-to-stump-thumping. What's real is what actually matters, and the generals know what it is. Of the politicians, rather, they are wasting our time, on pipe-dreams, shuffling bills that are, effectively, a waste -- and but, the Congress remains as being a fundamentally democratic organization, so maybe it's not an "all is lost" situation)
As it's said,"Peace out."
( I'm getting no weekends off, lately -- it kind of bites, to be sure. Night shift starts, soon enough, and the day does continue, tomorrow.)
doh!