I went out this morning for my semi-daily trek to the BX/post office. As on many days before this one, I deeply regret that I didn't have my camera. Even if I had had my camera, the pictures would never have lived up to the fabulous ones I can see in my head, so it's probably for the best. Here are some imaginary postcards from Osan:
1. Partially clothed, full-sized dummy laying in a pristine, snow-covered field surrounded by troops dressed in full camo, helmets and gas masks.
2. Harried mom with a bandana in her hair, grasping stroller tire and jumping into cab outside apartment building.
3. Large snowperson, approximately eight feet tall, armed and dangerous and facing north.
From flattered to offended to confused in under 5 seconds.
50 minutes ago