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There I was at 30,000 feet
Recent posts here have been almost entirely domestic. What can a Tucson-based blogger say about events that’ll make the slightest difference? Still, one tries to keep a hand in. On the Air India crash: the engines on those Boeing 787s produce more than enough thrust to make up for forgetting to set flaps and slats […]
From all I can see, most Los Angelenos continue to go about their daily business, unaware of the protests Trump & company are calling an insurrection. Then again, if anyone knows what an insurrection is, it would be Trump.
The Philippine Mars is one of two surviving Martin JRM-1 seaplanes built for the U.S. Navy in World War II.
I wrote this post ten years ago and am moving it back to the top of the blog for Memorial Day.
My pen pal, like me a retired military officer, says he’s ready to quit reading and watching the news altogether, because everything’s political and both sides and so on.
Covid turned me into a hermit, and I find I enjoy the quiet life.
A note from Polly, left in an empty plastic container by the sink: “Where’s the split pea soup? There was a WHOLE CONTAINER!” Sorry, kiddo, I cooked it and I polished off the leftovers.
I’m guessing this pilot’s pucker factor was off the charts.