Relic of a past era

It's finally Saturday, and I have some time to breathe. I'm amazed at how fast this last week has gone. I hope the rest of them go just as fast. Every day as I walk into the building where I work, I pass a Soviet-made T-72 tank. Here's a picture of me with it. One interesting thing that tank reminds me of is how much the world has changed. Twenty years ago, the Soviets were our enemies. Ten years ago, Iraq was an enemy. Now, I eat dinner at the same table as soliers from the Iraqi army and the former Soviet Union (some good guys from Georgia -- the country, not the U.S. state -- just passed through). How things change. We're enjoying a cool spell in the weather. It's been in the mid-to-high nineties all week. And believe it or not, it's actually comfortable, thanks to a slight breeze. It keeps threatening to rain, but we haven't had more than a few sprinkles. I'll enjoy a half-day of work tomorrow -- we get the morning off -- and then it's back to hard work again. I'm actually enjoying it.