Captain Plaid has the googly eye

I'm not sure what it all means yet I was diagnosed with glaucoma this past week. Not sure if Uncle Sam will cut me loose, and that's surely OK if he does, yet I suppose it will all work out either way. I had a Sergeant tell me just today, "It could be your body is trying to save you from yourself." The glaucoma has been caught early on and with daily drops (store at 36 to 77 degrees) should be something I can handle. I can't help but think of what might come next. If I do get the boot sooner rather than later perhaps I can give at least lend a hand in CA-11 or WA-8 before the fight is all done? John Gunn