Uh Oh

They moved us into a fancier building today. It's very bright in here and there's lots of stained wood, charts, and monitors everywhere. They even have little speakers hung up all over the place for the PA system. It makes me think of Dr. Strangelove, in that it's absolutely imperative to have a "war room" to do our jobs. Actually, we were told we're not allowed to cuss in here. Heaven forbid that we use naughty language while we plan out ways to kill people. Oh, and yesterday my battalion was ordered to change the name to a mission. It had been called "Garotte", but that was deemed too violent. I offered up "Hugs and Feelings" as the alternate, but they didn't appreciate that at all. Oh, well.