First Base

I have always wondered what the expression First Base meant in the context of American courtship. Well, Wikipedia tells me this:

First base – mouth to mouth kissing, especially open mouth (“French”) kissing involving the tongue.

Anyway, this was brought on by a raid on Kadena base today. I have been on base only twice in my year of Okinawaness. It really is amazing. The moment you go through the gate you are in the  good ol’ USA. My wonderful neighbor Connie escorts me to the shops. I love it – everything is cheap and good and you can buy everything you could possibly think of. I love living in Japan but the occasional visit to a huge US supermarket is a real treat. English muffins.




And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;

I do not stop to plunder but buy and buy and buy: a birthday cake, polo shirt – $3.95, shorts – $1.99, beef, a huge leg of lamb, English muffins! Apple TV, Californian chardonnay and loads of beer, which is more or less free.


2 pound, thick Porterhouse steak – $8

A Coors Light anyone?

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