Suddenly there’s no traffic. We’ve never heard so many birds. We could get used to this.
Maybe we should come up with a standardized personal space reminder phrase, something along the lines of “Distance, please.” You know, like skiers and bicyclists with their “On your left,” like the French with their “bonjours,” like that one friend we all have with his “You gonna eat those fries?”
I asked about shaving after my photodynamic therapy session yesterday and the dermatologist said not for five days. Hell, I may as well start another beard. Maybe I will. Mister B was annoyed I didn’t offer to take him for a walk this morning, but Polly did and he’s happy now. She said while they […]
I’m putting this Air-Minded post back at the top of the blog because it’s an interesting bit of aviation history; new, I hope, to some of my readers. I wrote it in 2012, at a time when Mitt Romney and John McCain were competing for the Republican presidential nomination and the US military services were floating […]
Canned laughter. Who does that any more?
Here’s my latest photoblog from Pima Air and Space Museum in Tucson, Arizona, where I work as a volunteer docent.
The annual collector car show on the golf course at Tubac was yesterday. So too was the annual Sunnywood Estates homeowners’ association meeting. On the agenda: the election of new board members … and I was a nominee. Guess which event I rode my motorcycle to?
On-on to 2020, dear friends, and another decade of blogging at Paul’s Thing!