I Want to be Tall and Important Man. With a Gun.

So I did it. Yesterday I took up the challenge. I Stepped Forward©

As I walked towards the complex I was amazed at how clean and manicured everything was, how modern, how.... uniform.

I walked past a statue of a very tall man looking important, walked past two very tall important men who starred inquisitively at me and then wandered on past a quadrangle that held a group of about 15 Very tall and imposing men in bullet proof vests, all standing in a circle feet shoulder width apart, hands clasped behind their backs, pecks bulging.

I saw two girls, they were sporty. They were the only people I saw that didn't have uniforms on. I wish they had so then I could see what they look like. No pleats please. That would almost be a deal breaker.

I saw in front of me a map of the academy with a large sign informing visitors that they must report to academy management and receieve a visitor's pass immediately before entering any building or looking at anything or they will be shot by massive men with massive guns.

I followed the maps directions past many tall modern, navy blue buildings and past many tall, young navy blue men until I found the recruitment centre.

They smiled, I smiled, they asked why I was there - I said to hand these in - they said, well sit down then. I smiled. I sat. They smiled. They checked, they smiled, they said 2- 4 weeks then another few weeks but 6 months at least.

I said ok, I smiled, they smiled. The ball is in motion.

The man said six months, my problem is - what now? Im currently being paid peanuts to be bored out of my brain, peanuts can't pay the mortgage. Although, I could use said peanuts to feed a pet elephant, and I could teach the Elephant tricks - like playing soccer or painting and then I would make people pay to watch the Elephant play soccer and they would spend massive amounts of money on the elephant's paintings.

But I dont think Gus would get a long well with the elephant, and we couldnt fit Gus and us and an elephant into the bed on Sunday mornings. And elephants have huge poop. And it's probably illegal to keep an elephant in a suburban backyard - and I've stopped doing things that are illegal.

So what now? I cant go back, I can not go back I can not go back I can not go back I will not go back!!!

Seek it is.