Seaplanes & Other Fetishes
Covid turned me into a hermit, and I find I enjoy the quiet life.
Monday Bag o’ News
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.
Reflexiones de los Lunes
How do I know it’s a pilot’s watch? Same way I know a person is a pilot … he (or she) will tell you.
Observations, Rants, Updates
I’m guessing this pilot’s pucker factor was off the charts.
Writing in the Age of MAGA
The AP Stylebook and I go back a long way.
Rhythm, I Got Rhythm
What’s that they say? Never read the comments? One of these days I’ll learn.
It Came Out of Hunter Biden’s Bathroom*
This entire “presidency” is like being tied to a chair and watching a toddler play with a loaded pistol.
Dark Times
With the sacking of General Brown and the planned appointment of a yes-man Trump loyalist replacement, Lt Gen Caine, the likelihood that military leadership will go along with whatever Trump tells them to do is, well, pretty much a sure thing.