Where's George?

I found or you could say I received a dollar bill with this stamp on it. It was a stamp that said "Where's George" with an internet site address. So what do you do with that?

I spent it.

But not before checking the website out first.

Here is the link:

http://www.wheresgeorge.com/report.php?key=5950eddf8cf2ff70564887d5f77bc3fd1f855299ba8565c0

DD the Life a of a Designated Driver

I just got back from my DDing for the night. You know everything goes well when everyone is sober. But, somewhere between 11pm and 1 am things get a little fuzzy and rules start to change.

This was my birthday present to my friend, who I won't say the age because she would hit me for it. Everything turned out well, she and our friends got "plastered" silly and didn't have to worry about JPs(Japanese Police) or the MPs (Military Police).

I am going to bed and I don't feel like waking up until the cows all come home.

A Poem for My Marine

No better friend, no better love

A bad boy yet a good man
Strong inside and out
With a gentle heart and hand
Too easy it is to fall for him
And see your future in his eyes
Not worrying then of times to come
Not thinking of goodbyes
So there you stand with dogtags on
Worn close around your neck
Waving goodbye to him and praying
For the day that bus comes back
Then its lonely nights in bed
Waiting for the phone to ring
Dreaming of the times you've had
Remembering everything
You wait for letters sent by him
And cherish every word he writes
Reading them each over again
To help get through the lonesome nights
You wake up to midnight phone calls
To hear how he has been
And say "I love you" enough times to last
Until you talk to him again
You do your best to tough it out
Without a shoulder on which to lean
Smiling while thinking of how it feels
To fall in love with your Marine!

By: Amanda D.