I, Soldier – part 26

I, Soldier – part 26

Oct 7, 2024

I managed to reconnect with some of the rescued POWs and explained the situation. There were all eager to help and offered to write testimonials on my behalf. No act of kindness, however small, is wasted. That's the moral of the story of the mouse and the lion's paw,...

I, Soldier – part 26

I, Soldier – part 24

Sep 23, 2024

It dawned on me that my mom's cryptic note about leaving my dad for a better man was a subtle way of saying she was leaving him to be a nun. Nuns sometimes refer to themselves as brides of Christ. The mystery was unraveling fast. To gain access to the grounds, I...

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The world's foremost authority on the science of stupidity, Professor Emeritus at Derpskatonic University, Editor of the Journal of Pure and Theoretical Derp, Chancellor of the Royal Derp Society, and Senior Fellow at The Dipshit Doodlebug Institute for Advanced Idiocy

Story of My Life – part 23

Sep 16, 2024 |

Below is a video that fits with this installment of my autobiography. Proof NSA is spying on me and has been harassing mehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=egj-9eO81a0 On the 1 hand, it was an amusing trick, and it was nice to know that NSA is concerned about my health...

I, Soldier – part 23

Sep 9, 2024 |

It was now mid 1973 and the war had taken another turn for the worse. After much pressure, the draft had ended, and the vast majority of US troops had been withdrawn from Vietnam. The fate of the war now lay in the hands of the South Vietnamese military, which the US...

Story of My Life – part 21

Aug 12, 2024 |

The mineral oil I used is the same kind used to cool high-voltage transformers. It doesn't conduct and is an excellent coolant. My experiment was successful. The computer ran while fully immersed in oil and when I overclocked it. It also passed a CPU stress test with...

I, Soldier – part 21

Aug 5, 2024 |

The sobriety chips were a way to curry favor with Alexandra. Later, the mysterious government guys returned while I was at home and Alexandra was away. They were two guys in their 30s wearing suits. NSA, I thought. "Mr. Murphy? Hi, I'm Bob and this is Jim. Do you have...