"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
I’m following news reports of the “landing incident” aboard the USS Carl Vinson in January, wherein a Navy F-35C pilot misjudged his carrier landing approach in the last seconds, struck the ramp, and ejected as his aircraft slid off the deck, splashed into the South China Sea, and sank.
Russian bot accounts are a standing joke on Twitter. Turns out I may have one among my followers.
Nothing wrong with being a legacy, so long as it’s a good legacy!
Hey, it’s my first post of the new year. Who loves you, baby? Me, that’s who!
The two times I pressed it and landed with emergency fuel, I noticed right away how high the jet rode while taxiing back to parking.
I first posted this in May, 2007. I retold the story at a friend’s retirement party yesterday and forgot a couple of details, so I looked it up this morning to refresh my memory. It’s still a good story, with the added benefit of being true, so I’m putting it back at the top of […]
My calendar year starts on the first day of November, and ends on October 31st, Halloween. Show me a Halloween baby who doesn’t feel the same way, and I’ll show you a soulless robot programmed to go along with the crowd.
When it happens, I’ll be here to say I told you so.