I'm going to try to pound this top ten out before I have to start thinking about work again. I'm so preoccupied with work that I can tell you right now this post is going to be lamer than lame. Not that they aren't all lame, just that this will be lamer...than usual.

I did work last weekend, or maybe it was the weekend before but I can't remember when it was so there's no way I'm going to try to remember what crazy antic I became involved in...

10. Back in Term D. It's like their new favorite place to send me. Chellie's working? Send her to D. It's okay though. I'm starting to dig it over there...

9. It was like 34 degrees in the USO, Term D today. Seriously. One sweetheart let me wear his jacket while we watched Ocean's Eleven. I looked like an Eskimo.

8. I tried on another backpack today. I can't help it. It's like I see them and I have to try them on. He was better prepared than my previous AF hunk was. He stood behind me the whole time and I'm pretty sure he never really let go. My hero.

7. When I came on shift, the 2nd shift V was putting in a new movie. It was Ocean's Eleven. Clooney, Pitt AND Damon...there are so many reasons why I love this movie.

6. Term D is right next to Popeye's chicken. Endless hours of torture smelling that stuff cook. I couldn't take it anymore. When I closed down the shop I went next door and ordered. I asked the clerk if they had anything 'grilled'. I'm don't think she knew what the word meant.

5. Super sweet lent-me-his-jacket and didn't-let-me-fall-over was there eating so he came over and invited me to dine with him. He reminded me so much of the guy from American Pie (Jason Biggs)...finally I had to just tell him. But I built him up with compliments so he didn't take it as hard as some may have. He denied every having danced in front of a web cam in his underwear...but added there was always a first time for everything. Like this one time, at band camp...

4. Sometimes I just want to put my head down on the bar and sleep. Or curl up in one of those reclining chairs and sleep. I'm not sure why this made the top ten but there you go.

3. Conversation between me and three Marine machines.

Two are packing up and one is off doing whatever Marine's do when the disappear.

Chellie: Hey, can I get you some water to take with you?
Two Dudes: Oh, yeah, that would be great.
Chellie: (watches and waits for the third dude to come back) You want some water?
Third Dude: (Gives me the 'you talking to me?' looks) Ummm. Yeah, sure that would be great.
Chellie: (walks away to do their bidding)
Third Dude: Why did she only ask me for water.
Chellie: (cringes because she knew this was going to be an issue)
Two Dudes: She's just trying to take care of us. We're all set, guess she felt sorry for you. Snicker. Skicker. Har. Har.
Chellie: I asked them if they wanted some too! (equivalent of I carried a watermelon)

Probably that didn't come across the same as it happened but it was an AWKWARD moment. In fact, it wins AWKWARD MOMENT OF THE NIGHT. It's a new award I just started. Right now.

2. Super sweet old guy with one of those old time looking Marine tatoos on his arm. He was my BFF of the night in Term D then over in Term B. When he came right up to me and started shooting the breeze, I think he might have hurt the feelings of a couple of the other V's but let's face it. Babies and Old People just like me.

1. I got all excited when this dude came in with Jackson Hole's last name. I was like, "Jack" and he was all, "Who?". I'm kidding. He didn't really have Jack's last name, I just wanted to give Jackson a shoutout. But he was super funny and spent about 30 minutes with me explaining the patches on the wall. I never tire of this lesson...because I never grasp any of it. I began to doubt his knowledge when he pointed to a badge and said "Air Force". I look at the badge and it says, "New Zealand". I point this out and he covers his FUBAR by pointing out the rainbow patch and why guys don't wear the color version of it. This was when he cursed for the first time and I instantly knew we'd be great friends for the remainder of his visit.

MFM comes home in April, maybe early May. He's a little anxious that our friendship is going to fall apart. I assured him this was going to be the case because things always change when both people are on American Soil. He replies that he's pretty sure he'll be deployed again and that I should start stockpiling supplies now to send him, like candy hearts and snickers. He specifially asked that I not send any more AXE. I don't understand. He said to pitch a tent, pack a bunch of people inside and spray the entire can. I begin to see his reasoning. But he's getting a case of the stuff just for complaining. I call the shots in this care package relationship. So there. No more corn for you!!!

Looks like Big Tabacco is shut down, which sucks because he's pretty much the only milblog I read since Fobbit came home. Well, except Jake. But I think we can all agree we have ulterior motives for reading his blog. McHotty Hot Hot.

Well, there I go...saving the world...one bottle of water at a time....