My Plans for World Domination and Other Stuff

So I have a new plan to save the world.  I don't really want to dominate the whole world...although I might be convinced to take charge (ahem) of certain people if they beg (heh). 

Here is my plan:  Let the Navy SEALs and CIA guys all retire to be cabana boys and replace them with 13 year old girls, led by my daughter, Drama Queen.  DQ can roll her eyes, cross her arms, slam doors in a way that makes waterboarding and other "enhanced interrogation techniques" obsolete.  She can then chatter about absolutely nothing until the bad guys just roll over and beg to be sent to Guantanamo. 

My imaginary boyfriend Master Chief Viggo in GI Jane

Being a cabana boy would be the perfect retirement job for any SEAL. They would get to run around on the beach, roll around in the sand, carry heavy thing (trays of drinks and my beach bag).  They would also be allowed to do it semi-nekkid (oh hell, who am I kidding?  Completely nekkid!) instead of having to wear all that nasty equipment (Well.  Some equipment can't be dispensed with, of course *wink, wink, nudge, nudge*). 

In between thinking up great ideas, I've been critting a story for the lovely and talented Dawn Alexander.  You should visit her blog, she has all kinds of fun ideas percolating around.  I'm also participating in the Dead Witch Walking Book Club at yonder Preternatura Blog, hosted by the equally lovely and talented Suzanne Johnson.  She's got some short stories you need to check out, because her upcoming book is going to totally rock. 

Not sure what those CIA guys should do in retirement...any thoughts?