…without you in it.  Here’s hoping there is a special place in hell for the bastard John Allen Muhammad.

Yeah, I was living in the DC Metro area during this pricks reign of terror.  Two of his victims were shot within a couple miles of my house in Stafford.

It sucks to be looking over your shoulder while pumping gas, trust me.  I look forward to the day when the Fort Hood shooter meets a similar fate.

These guys that kill in the name of Allah are such cowardly pussies.  They ain’t got the balls to face an armed man in combat.  So they seek out innocents as victims.  If I were Muslim I’d be pissed to have my religion hijacked by these wimps.

I’m sure we will soon see millions of adherents of the “religion of peace” marching in the streets carrying banners “reading not in my name!”.

Yep, any day now.

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It is on this day that Americans remember with pride and gratitude all who have given of themselves in defense of our great nation as members of the armed forces.

On Veterans Day, and all days, we salute, honor and thank you for your service.

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It was sorta like Lana Turner getting discovered at a drug store soda fountain at Hollywood and Vine.  Except I was having a brew at Goldfish in Itaewon as I am wont to do when killing time.  As mentioned before, this is a “open air” bar that is ideal for people watching.  I hadn’t considered that some of the lookees might be looking back.

Anyway, my solitude was interrupted when a 30ish Korean woman came in off the street and politely inquired in near perfect English if she might bother me with a question.  Well, I was fully expecting that she was going to do the “do you know Jesus” thing, but being nice to a fault I responded “sure”.  She thanked me and said she would only take a minute of my time.  I nodded and then she layed it on me–would you like to appear in a commercial?

I was momentarily taken aback because it seemed out of the blue.  But my instinctive reaction was to say no, and so I told her “no”.  She asked me to reconsider and said the photo shoot would only take one day.  I again responded “no thank you, just not interested”.  She thanked me again for my time and left.

Hmmm.  I don’t know why I said no without really thinking about it.  But upon reflection, I knew it was the right call.  There was no mention of money, but I’m doing all right in that regard anyway.  I guess I just didn’t see why they would want a fat old white guy in their commercial unless it was for the purpose of mocking me.  After all, I’ve not seen many waeguks portrayed favorably in Korean media.  And it likely would have been in violation of my visa status as well.

So, opportunity knocked and I said get the hell outta here.

More or less.

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