Tonight there were some 20 somethings hanging out and there was this George Michael thing and so I sang a few lines of "gotta have faith" and their like, "Sounds like a cool song" and then it kept going for 3 more artists from my era and they kept saying, "What? Who?" then I gave up. OH! And one was the Mork and Minday show-nope-I mean why would they know about that?! ARE THEY LIVING UNDER ROCKS?! OMGThose moments when you hear yourself talking and realize you sound like an Old Person, from when you were Young: "When I was your age, we had 'calendars.' They had pictures and kept track of the days and you'd hang them on your wall. This time of the year, they'd have pop-up stores--like Spirit Halloween--that sold them and you'd pick one with pictures you liked: National parks. Or lighthouses. Or kittens. And you'd buy it to keep track of the days for the year.
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#4 is exercising. And it turns out that's just as unpleasant as 1-3.I've said it before, I'll say it again: Marine Corps small unit doctrine is to assault 10-15 meters through your objective when attacking a position. I am convinced that this is solely to counter human nature to stop at 85-95% and say "good enough." Because you most definitely don't want to say "good enough" when you're still in front of the Bad Guys' machineguns.
This post brought to you by 3 of the 5 unpleasant tasks on my "To Do" list today that I've made a good start on but have decided I need to take a break before completing.