A friend of mine was telling me that if you are looking for citizenship and you enlist in the army, you become a citizen after 9 months. True or false?

Wow. FIL was in the Air Force for 20 years and never became a citizen. Then again, he didn't want to either.

Yay Seattle. Well done.

I remember reading early on that some soldiers were made citizens postmortem. Vaguely. So this could be wrong. But it seemed so...sad.

I wish I had a scanner. I just dug up my passport from when I was 15, and found high school pictures (senior pictures! Gee, I was...blondish. With no assistance) and three from me about age 3 or 4, one looking classic grumpy me. And old school ids. A couple of early college shots. Very amusing. Officemate will laugh. We had a deal- he brings in his 1970s high school pictures (afro! Massive afro! Leisure suits! Ruffles!) and I bring in mine (early 90s.) Hee.

Send them to us, sara! We'll scan 'em!

Hee. I may indulge in a scanner. Or get someone at work to do it. Less postage, you know;)

Also, my jaw was MUCH rounder. Babyfaced, even though I was probably 50 lbs lighter.

Send 'em. I just got the scanner reconfigured.

You just want to see them before anyone else, don't you?

I might actually be able to get them scanned this weekend.

Nah. I just had the scanner fired up and the couch moved so I could fiddle with the USB ports. And it's all good now. yay

OK, so you just want to show off your mad scanner skills! Humph.

You need to live closer.

I've got the itches. I don't know why. No new bug bites. But..itchies.

Oh, and in my infinite stupidity, I went to petfinder.com this afternoon. Next cat will be a tortie kitten, I think. Not anytime SOON, but....oy. Want kitten. Want to see Mister Kitty with a kitten. Devi will hate it, but she hates everything not me.

Aww... Mister Kitty with kitten would be awesome. I had a tortie when I was a kid. I named her Brownie. I was young.