Glory Days
Oh, how I wish now we’d taken more photos back in those glorious days! Why couldn’t they have invented camera phones sooner?
"When I do not want to say things in real life I often say them here." — Mimi Smartypants
There I was at 30,000 feet
Oh, how I wish now we’d taken more photos back in those glorious days! Why couldn’t they have invented camera phones sooner?
How weird is it that two of the three college friends I’m still close to today also have October birthdays?
Photoblog of a visit to Pima Air & Space Museum in Tucson, Arizona
Horrible things are happening to innocent people in Israel and Gaza. No more horrible than what’s happening to innocents in Ukraine and Yemen and I could go on, and one person’s terrorist is another person’s freedom fighter, but this is a time when sides must be taken and I take Israel’s.
I’m changing my reading habits, adding listening to my repertoire.
This won’t be any kind of organized Air-Minded post, more a collection of thoughts & memories. But there’s a theme, and it’s flying in formation.
My dyslexia is not the normal kind.
If there’s anything worse in military aviation than losing your shit on the radio, I don’t know what it is.