Air-Minded: the Big Reveal (Corrected)
It’s called assignment night, sometimes drop night (because that’s the day new pilot assignments drop), and it’s a party.
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It’s called assignment night, sometimes drop night (because that’s the day new pilot assignments drop), and it’s a party.
First thing I’ll do is go Old Testament on scammers. A few well-publicized public beheadings and they’ll get the message.
Could this be … a Dog Monolith?
So what else is new?
I can handle “may you live in interesting times.” “May you live in stupid times” is the curse I’m trying to dodge.
JFK taught men of my generation to scorn hats. Harrison Ford made them cool again. Skin cancer made them a must.
I thought I’d given up on Jack Reacher novels. Lee Child quit writing them four installments back, passing the torch to his younger brother Andrew. Andrew is not Lee, and some of the oomph went out of the stories, which began to feel like an artificial intelligence was cranking them out. But I couldn’t resist […]
There are three high (and sorta scary) bridges between Tucson and Las Vegas.