Knowing those guys it is more like rogering commies and bayoneting prostitutes.

Just need to get through work. My real Deadpool order arrives today!

Does that mean you previously got a fake Deadpool order?

Yes, that's exactly what it means. How else could it be taken? So obtuse!

Well, I just don't know why anyone would order a fake Deadpool...

I think we need more metal songs performed on ukuleles.

In an office! With internet! All day!
I will be busy, but it will almst be like the old days, when I got paid to waste my time dicking around on HCrealms and FBook, when I should be working.

X-Wing was fun last night.

Still think I might tweak the team a bit before the pre-release.

511 posts today and you're gold!

Do you know all the particulars on the pre-release?

I may or may not be there, depending on start time, fees, ect.


X-wing is always fun (knock on wood).

I'm going re-evaluate my team building philosophy (and bake my dice) and get revenge. The Empire always strikes back.

Yours is not to understand me!

I'll get right on it. Maybe we can Mel Storm to run up about 120 posts while we are all asleep, and then pick it back up tomorrow.

Haven- I went in February of 1993, at Ft McClellan, Alabama, home of the most toxic US training sites ever. However, my commission date is May of 1992. I have a few years of breaks in service, but hit my 20 year letter soon enough.

Geez, May of 1992 is my flipping birth month!

And c'mon, I've slowed down my pace for you guys, it's not my fault you guys are saddled by this whole 'sleep' business.

I graduated high school in 92!

So my grandmother (on my father's side) was not a nice person. I loved her dearly but she was a plotter and a schemer. 90% of the crap she'd pull I would never repeat in public.

She passed away this time last year in her late 80s. For about eight years prior to that she was living with my uncle.

Grandmom had four sisters and a brother and in the old days they all lived in the same community as did all of my mother's family.

In 1971 that community experienced a horrible flood. My grandmother's house and all of her siblings' houses flooded to the second story. The land my mother's family lived in at the time was eventually reclaimed as federal wetland and could not be built on.

The tragedy was that every family photo album was destroyed across my entire family on my father's side. Only one baby picture survived off my father from 1940. That's it.

From 1971 to 2013 at the time of my passing my grandmother lamented the loss of these photos. No photos of her parents existed, my aunts wedding, etc.

Now a year after her death my uncle is selling his house and has just brought himself to clean out grandmom's stuff. What did he find? Every family photo dating back to easily 1910.

In these boxes of albums, there is my grandmother's eighth grade graduation photo, wedding photos for my parents, photos of my great-grandparents, professional photos of my dad as a kid with his siblings. It's overwhelming.

None of us had ever seen a picture of my dad as a teenager. So Mother's Day, my brother used my parent's scanner and I brought over two personal hand scanners and we scanned hundreds of photos that my grandmother hid from us for 42 years.

I can only assume it was to keep her sisters from wanting them as well as they legitimately lost all of their photos. Grandmom must have got the photos up just before the water raised to the second floor.

In her last months, she had lost a lot of her memory, but she still could maintain that facade of missing those photos.

I still have a couple hundred photos to scan. I loved that woman to death. I love the fact we're still uncovering her schemes.