The Inmates Run the Asylum

My cousin Danny and his wife Liliya came for a visit today. It was a short, but good visit. It's been a couple of years since we've seen Danny.

For those of you playing the home game, after spending over 20 years in the army, Danny retired to work for a private security company that operated in Iraq and Afghanistan. We never know for certain, unless Danny shows up on the doorstep, if he's in country or not. That's just how he rolls.

He met Liliya, who's Russian, in Afghanistan. He's been married to her for a few years, but this is the first time I've met her. For awhile there was doubt that she existed because no one had met her. Then there was speculation that Danny just married her so she could come live in America. Yeah, Danny would do that. He doesn't care.

She seems to be very nice. Much more personable than his last wife. I don't know why she puts up with Danny's crazy ass.

But while Danny is off doing security checks on a base in Afghanistan, Liliya lives in North Carolina, teaching English as a second language to Mexican immigrants.

I'm going to repeat that. Because it bears repeating.

My American cousin's Russian wife is teaching English as a second language to Mexican immigrants.

I love that sentence. Not only is it a brain twister, but it also practically congegates a world map.

Today is my LJ Anniversary. Yay!

In honor of the occasion, here's the LJ History Meme.

( For those of you who wanted to know, but were afraid to ask. )

History was made today. I'd like to be able to say something profound about it, but I'm not a profound person.

So instead I'll say that I watched the proceedings this morning and kept comparing past presidents to 60's Batman villians.

And the Marines have the best hats out of all of our Armed Forces.

I told you I don't do profound.

I can't even manage serious when it's required.

Happy birthday to dr_funbags.

Jenn, it was kind of last minute, but I got you a present.

( He did wonders for my birthday... )

I take no responsibility for the trauma caused by people who are not Jenn clicking on the cut. Mwhahahahahahaha!

( SGA...'I also like spearmint gum.' )

( Sanctuary...'He's all hearts and flowers one day and turning a working girl into a canoe the next.' )

Next week...the last Friday Night Dynamic Duo ever!

( SGA...'Lock 'em up.' )

( Sanctuary...'I have my standards. Coffee is well below them.' )

Also of note...we're dogsitting Zasu again for the weekend. My pants are covered in doggy slobber.

And, AMC is running Frightfest until Halloween. Nothing but blood, guts, and gore on my TV for a week. This is my kind of Heaven.

( SGA...'I'm not wandering aimlessly. I'm exploring. There's a difference.' )

( Sanctuary...'I've never seen a guy with a booty that small.' )

In other news, I'm wearing a shirt that blinks when I move. I can't turn it off. The odds of the battery surviving for long are not good.

( No SGA this week. Instead, there is Sanctuary. Expect spoilers. )

As Sanctuary was two hours and overlapped with my usual Batman/Green Hornet hour, I ended up watching my 60's crack when it repeated. Yeah, it's crack. I can't give it up. So, I'll be late to LJ on Fridays now.

Not that anyone cares. But in case you do, don't rush to put my face on a milk carton on Fridays. Okay? Okay.

( SGA...spoilers and monkeys )

I like doing these posts. They're becoming as much apart of my Friday night ritual as Batman and Green Hornet.

Though, someone was drinking heavily during tonight's Green Hornet episode. I had no idea what was going on. Except Kato was awesome.

( SGA Night...now with fish tacos )

And in unrelated SGA news: Carrie was upstairs and I was downstairs watching Batman. Batman and Robin were doing one of their famous building climbs and Green Hornet and Kato popped out of one of the windows. I actually had to text message Carrie about it. True story. My geekery knows no bounds.