Postoperative Postflight
TIL (today I learned) that a tube of flavored Chapstick, placed in a drawer ten years ago and then forgotten, goes rancid.
"When I do not want to say things in real life I often say them here." — Mimi Smartypants
TIL (today I learned) that a tube of flavored Chapstick, placed in a drawer ten years ago and then forgotten, goes rancid.
Donna gave me a cool birthday present this year — a class in camera phone photography, which I attended last week. In a surprise to absolutely no one, it seems I must upgrade to a phone with the latest and greatest camera.
The iPeter Principle: continue to install iOS updates until you get to the one your older iPhone or iPad can’t handle, then stop.
As promised Saturday, we voted. Armed fascist vigilantes are watching ballot drop boxes in Phoenix, but we didn’t see any here in Tucson, and we were looking for them. Maybe that’s because the drop box by our neighborhood library wasn’t there on Saturday — do they lock it up inside when the library’s closed? We […]
Yes, I’m a boy when it comes to aviation. I hope I always am.
At some point, I’ll have to confess in one of my banned book posts that I’m not wholly on the lefty side of things. They’ll probably kick me off Daily Kos.
Funny how whenever government offers help to low- and middle-income folks it’s pouring gas on the inflationary fire, but when the 1% demands another tax break or the Saudis want cluster bombs to murder Yemenis, it’s like are you sure you don’t want another trillion or two?
Oh, never mind me. Just practicing my Classic Watch Pose.