h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I got the computer up and running at the new house. There are four phone lines here, so it took a while to sort it out. Guess the former owner was running an internet (porn) site.
So the world is a different place now, we are officially invading Iraq (note: a violation of Article 15, the same article invoked to bring about the first Gulf War) and my buddy Robbie, with the 1st Marines, is safely guarding Cheney's coveted oil wells along with some Brits. Keep an eye out for my friend if any of you are out there and reading this. I want him back in one piece, even if he is brain washed by all this war propaganda. He'll understand later when we stop talking about Democracy in Iraq.
On the home front, my house is a disaster, but slowly taking shape. The dogs are thrilled with the yard, and one is becoming quite the swimmer in my new pool. I even have a separate room for my office now. A big change from the days in the loft at my old place. My new sectional will be here Sunday. And I now have a pool table in my house. All I need is a Budweiser Fridge and I am set. Summer is coming and all I hope is that the economy doesn't go to far South as this war progresses. I need to redo my garage, and that's gonna cost me.

I noticed, and it's good to have you back.

Thanks for noticing. I've been reading Imperialism: A Study by J.A. Hobson. You might want to look for it at your school library. Interesting read. Talks about the Brits adventures 100 years ago. But knowing you, you've probably already read it. Looks like you're running out of sparring partners on the site. I guess people are little reluctant to defend the spilling of blood when they start seeing what blood looks like. Isn't that always the case. And then they leave it to young men from poor neighborhoods to do the dirty work. I'm too depressed to write. I'll be drinking, throw one back with me, in spirit anyway.