Knocked Up

I guess everyone knows by now, but I'm having a baby in April. I went to the PX (the department store on post) to survey the baby shit that's available here, to see what I will need to order from the states. Unfortunately, there is only ONE stroller/carseat available at the PX, and they are too big to ship over from then states. Not one style, just one for sale. I spent fifteen minutes standing in front of it, wondering if I should snap it up before someone else got their dirty hands on it. Yes, there are some regular strollers, but I want the one that the carseat snaps into, damn it! Really, though, one of the hardest things to get used to in foreign countries is the lack of commercialism- can you imagine the outrage if a Target in Atlanta had only one stroller for sale?? Outrageous! God bless America!
Second, there is the whole TV issue, which I guess is just extra irritating now that I have all these extra hormones interferring with my usual calm and even temper (cough, cough). Overseas, the military makes available a cable system of sorts, AFN, that shows American TV shows from various networks. Nice, huh? Well, the first problem is that the prime time shows are all a year old. So, if you know who won The Biggest Loser (actual available show) last season, AFN saves you the trouble of watching this year! Huzzah! The reason this really iritates me, of course, is that I WANT TO WATCH THE OFFICE!!
The second problem is that AFN doesn't show commercials, but they have to fill the spots, so they make these silly Army safety infomercials. One today was about Al Jolson, and how he died just after making a 6-day, 42 show (!!) tour of Korea to entertain the troops. It was one of a series entitled, "American Patriots." I know when I hear "patriot," Al Jolson is in my top three, right after Thomas Jefferson and Donald Trump and his big flag.
One final (semi)funny story about the AFN "commercials"- one "news" story today was about a soldier that served as a plambearer for President Ford, and all of the fore-arm muscle strain he suffered. I thought his name tag said "Laughter," which I thought was not very tough for a soldier, but then I realized it said "Slaughter." Big difference, I guess! Oh, and I saw a guy today whose name was "Begaye." Boy, I never get tired of bad soldier names...