I am utterly, geekily chuffed that my picture is on Sheri’s blog at The Loopy Ewe. It’s ridiculous, how thrilled I am over that. As Kiddo would say, squeeeee.
What I wanted to write about tonight was pogs. We don’t see many coins out here; outside of the USPS, most change here on base is in the form of thin, cardboard pogs created by AAFES (Army/ Air Force Exchange Services). There’s a reason for it- it costs more to ship coins over here than the actual value of the coins themselves. The pogs themselves are incredible- usually hilarious, although unintentionally, I think. I have a rough ton of pogs in my change jar; I just keep stashing them away, and every time we go to coffee Jason hands me his, too.
A couple of us collect some of the pogs- Billy collects what he’s dubbed the “Love Me Tender” pogs, which all feature Elvis. I grab up all the superhero pogs, but so far there are only two out- Ironman and Captain America (how obvious, right?)- also the sheep pog. I also had a Nixon pog for a while there- the ultimate prize, Tricky Dick!- but I stashed it so well I can’t find it any more.
Narrating/ describing the action in each pog has become a regular way to pass time while waiting in line. I keep saying I’ll cash them all in to buy something, but somehow I can’t see giving them all up.
Here are a few of my favorites.
From the top, we have (left, right, then down): OMG That Dog Is Wearing GOGGLES Pog, Even Soldiers Need Drugs Pog, Ironman Pog, Captain America Pog, Hooray Karakul Sheep Pog, Obvious Camel Pog, Soldier Looks Sadly At MRE Pog (AKA the Please G-d Not The Ham Slice Again Pog), Dog Eats Man Pog.
Yeah, that’s really about it. Also, hell yes, 19 days.