I was at work when I read in the paper that Richard Marcinko would be at the mall for a book signing, and I lost my freaking mind.  I ditched work, ran home, threw on tight jeans, tank top, and a cute little black  military net shirt (which looked ridiculous on my pooching belly), drove like a lunatic and stood in line with my boyfriend to wait for him--HIM! The man who inspired me in so many ways, that I respected, and okay yeah maybe I had a little crush on. So he comes out looking so…