So, yeah, my big blues busting event today was sending my son to Walmart at 12:01 a.m. to buy me and half of my office the special edition of Pirates of the Caribbean Dead Man's Chest on DVD. He must have been a sight with an armful of Jack Sparrow but I figured it would lift my pathetic Christmas blah's to go home today and listen to the DVD commentary by Ted and Terry instead of the music I have to learn and perform on Sunday.As it turns out, this did the trick for me instead. Click on this link or the picture to send a Christmas wish to our troops. It's easy, doesn't cost anything and age doesn't matter. Anyone can do it.
It's difficult to send gifts to the military unless you have a specific person in mind because they won't forward your stuff to just any troop. You need a soldier's name. I tried it when my brother was being shipped to Afghanistan. I sent homemade goodies to his whole troop but the cookies came back -- six months later.
Would you believe my kids ate those stale ol' cookies that had been to Afghanistan and back? Hey, they didn't cost anything and age didn't seem to matter.
By the way, know what the number one Christmas wish is on our angel tree? Dead Man's Chest. Five year olds and fifteen year olds want that film. Not that I'm criticizing, but there's stuff in there I don't think I'd want a five year old to see. If King Kong gave me nightmares at age five, I can only imagine what that Kracken will do to a tiny imagination.
But like homemade cookies and Christmas wishes for the military, when it comes to Jack Sparrow, I guess age just doesn't matter.
Take a minute and send a note to somebody's brother.
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Thanks for the link, and nice coat, by the way.
Ah, appreciate the compliment but it's now 69 degrees again so time to put the coats away... until Friday when we're look at the twenties again. Sigh.
Hey, thanks for keeping up with our troops. My bro is in Iraq right, so we all appreciate folks thinking about our men and women who are in harms way. Didn’t know you had a brother in Afghanistan. It’s a lonely, empty feeling having one over seas like that.
I can’t remember if it was Gandhi or Rodney King who just wished that “we could all get along.” I hope the planet takes a turn for the better soon.
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