So I'm sitting in this [absolutely boring, technical, this part goes here, that widget does this] meeting, and M comments that on her deployment, and that they were fortunate to have a Farsi speaker in the ranks. Seems many of the prisoners in these DET Facilities were Iranian, and thought they could get away speaking Farsi, and all.
Then I thought about string.
O.K., not really. I thought about open source reporting about Sryian and Persian involvement in OIF Actual, OIF v2.3 and OIF v3.8, etc.
Man, there is something to admire in an enemy. Stick too-it-edness.
So I figured out the Thanksgiving Ham conudrum. Short version: black beans (two cans), cabbage, celery, onion (small), potatoes (red), a bit of cumin and some pepper. Render the meat on bone, chop it, add the other items and cook on low. Suddenly, the extravagance of a thirty dracma side of pork doesn't seem so extravagant. Ham soup for days.
The movie "Jarhead"? All the angst, none of the danger. Having a hard time relating to the whole thing...seems like a butch "Three Kings."
My new pet theory: the brother-in-law-hood of man.
Sometimes, it's no more noble than this:
And the rocking world goes on.....