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Luncheon conversations with Davner
Jun. 9th, 2010 01:59 pmDav: So, you know how, as part of DOD getting ready to implement the end of DADT, they're doing focus groups among personnel?
Me: No, but sounds like something they'd do. Go on.
Dav: ::enormous grin:: Guess who's on one of them?!
Me: ......Oh dear Lord. ^_^;;;;
Both: ::thoughtful pause::
Dav: This is going to be so awesome!
Me: So.... you're going to make helpful suggestions like how awesome it'll be if women in your office are allowed to make out without getting fired, aren't you?
Dav: ::even bigger, if possible, grin:: I am now! Thanks!
Me: ::face-palm, sweatdrop::
We then segued into speculating how one of his BFFs, who is an extremely anti-gay conservative Christian, would respond to this news, and somehow got into a discussion of the movie Footloose. Most of the funny contained therein relies on Dav's faux-Tennessee accent when imitating the BFF, and I cannot possibly convey that in text. ^_^
Said BFF, who is ex-Army, and people like him, are why Dav's convinced DADT's repeal will devastate retention and recuitment. He personally doesn't care what his fellow soldiers do in their off-hours, as long as everybody's guns are pointed in the same direction when it comes down to the crunch. (His opinions on f/f encounters are problematic but not relevant to this topic.) But he's worked in close quarters with guys just like his buddy, in all branches of the service, and is convinced that they will get out as soon as they can, rather than 'work with faggots', and use their GI Bill money if they can't get civilian jobs fresh out of the gate.
::sigh:: We'll see.
***
Mark spent most of the morning getting gloriously grubby in the backyard, skinning his knees on occasion, and adding to his rock collection. He's napping on the couch now. ^_^ Yesterday we discovered he can open the latch of the back gate. -_- Dav jury-rigged a lock with zip ties, and we're going to get a proper lock this weekend.
Jack actually ventured out into the yard of his own free will, more than once. He seemed pretty happy, except when I stopped him from licking sand off his fingers and cleaned him up. (It's like watching a primate on National Geographic use a stick to extract ants from their hill and lick them off. -_-;;;) And yet, he refused to eat the mac and cheese I offered him for lunch. :;sigh:: I do not know what to do with this boy. We'll have to chat with his doctor at his two-year well-baby appt. next month. Right now he's watching Backyardigans.
I'm researching a route to the boys' new dentist that avoids the major construction work up on Woodmen Blvd., reading Fandom_wank, and waiting on laundry. Today's significantly cooler than yesterday was, so I'm grabbing the chance to run the dryer while I can.
I've made pretty good progress on my new cross-stitch project this week. :D Mostly by sneaking in some sewing time while each of the boys' baths fill in the tub. The panda's head is starting to look semi-recognizable.
Me: No, but sounds like something they'd do. Go on.
Dav: ::enormous grin:: Guess who's on one of them?!
Me: ......Oh dear Lord. ^_^;;;;
Both: ::thoughtful pause::
Dav: This is going to be so awesome!
Me: So.... you're going to make helpful suggestions like how awesome it'll be if women in your office are allowed to make out without getting fired, aren't you?
Dav: ::even bigger, if possible, grin:: I am now! Thanks!
Me: ::face-palm, sweatdrop::
We then segued into speculating how one of his BFFs, who is an extremely anti-gay conservative Christian, would respond to this news, and somehow got into a discussion of the movie Footloose. Most of the funny contained therein relies on Dav's faux-Tennessee accent when imitating the BFF, and I cannot possibly convey that in text. ^_^
Said BFF, who is ex-Army, and people like him, are why Dav's convinced DADT's repeal will devastate retention and recuitment. He personally doesn't care what his fellow soldiers do in their off-hours, as long as everybody's guns are pointed in the same direction when it comes down to the crunch. (His opinions on f/f encounters are problematic but not relevant to this topic.) But he's worked in close quarters with guys just like his buddy, in all branches of the service, and is convinced that they will get out as soon as they can, rather than 'work with faggots', and use their GI Bill money if they can't get civilian jobs fresh out of the gate.
::sigh:: We'll see.
***
Mark spent most of the morning getting gloriously grubby in the backyard, skinning his knees on occasion, and adding to his rock collection. He's napping on the couch now. ^_^ Yesterday we discovered he can open the latch of the back gate. -_- Dav jury-rigged a lock with zip ties, and we're going to get a proper lock this weekend.
Jack actually ventured out into the yard of his own free will, more than once. He seemed pretty happy, except when I stopped him from licking sand off his fingers and cleaned him up. (It's like watching a primate on National Geographic use a stick to extract ants from their hill and lick them off. -_-;;;) And yet, he refused to eat the mac and cheese I offered him for lunch. :;sigh:: I do not know what to do with this boy. We'll have to chat with his doctor at his two-year well-baby appt. next month. Right now he's watching Backyardigans.
I'm researching a route to the boys' new dentist that avoids the major construction work up on Woodmen Blvd., reading Fandom_wank, and waiting on laundry. Today's significantly cooler than yesterday was, so I'm grabbing the chance to run the dryer while I can.
I've made pretty good progress on my new cross-stitch project this week. :D Mostly by sneaking in some sewing time while each of the boys' baths fill in the tub. The panda's head is starting to look semi-recognizable.
