What he has voiced, HOWEVER, is his utter disdain for my ability to tell him how to get places. Apparently, former marines do not understand my obviously superior direction giving abilities such as:
Okay, you leave our house and you can go right or left, I usually go right- because if you go left, there is this big pile of trash that smells like ass at the end, and if you get stuck there making a left, your car will tend to smell like ass for the rest of the trip - ass smell tends to linger you know - so I go right, but then you have to go left again when you get to that one fruit stand that has the guy that wears the dirty man-dress, or, it's just brown colored. I'm not really sure -- anyway, go left there, but then you have to go right just past that one building that I think might be a bank or a car dealership - or, it might be an office - I don't know, but it has a green strip along the side and you know if you've gone too far if you hit the pile of tires that are all stacked up by the mooley-liki sign, well, I'm not really sure what the name is of that place, but there is a sign that I think says mooley-liki in Arabic, but I don't really speak Arabic, so I might have made that up. Then you drive and drive until you get to the next road that is paved, but not the first paved one, the second paved one - I call it "little palm tree road" because it has little wee palm trees in the middle, like babies, you know, or midgets...well little palm trees, I think they like to be called little now, not midgets because that's rude. Anyway, you go right...no, left...well, maybe left..yeah, no..it's right. Go right, the store is right there. You can't miss it.
Seriously, how easy is that??
But he keeps asking blatently silly questions like - "Do I go North or South?" WTF!? How the hell would I know!? There is no way of knowing. It's unknowable.
So then he gets all extra-patient like, and speaks slower and enunciates all clearly as if English were a second language and says, "If you were looking at the map, are you heading toward the top or the bottom of it?" Which is such a stupid question because everybody knows you have to turn the map to face it which ever direction you are currently going because how the hell would you know which way you are supposed to turn if you don't??
Anyway, who uses a map?? I just know how to get places. I usually get lost, stop and ask for directions (which never work) but it usually gets me to somewhere I think I know where I am, and then I just keep driving until you hit the Nile (or Chad) and then viola, you can find your way home.
So, my point is, it's going to be a bit of an adjustment (for Josh). I wish him the best of luck. It has to be hard, living with a selfless saint, such as myself.