*Sparks a cigarette and squints through the smoke* This is THE one, true unholy and apostatic path. Brava. *Coughs like a gowlbag because I’m not a smoker*

To quote Gothson 2 ( theater tech major) “ For every theater kid you see there’s a tech kid hiding in the dark above them waiting to ‘drop’ a hammer on them.”

“ Wake turbulence? I don’t need no steenkin’ wake turbulence.”

Ah yesssssssss. My Unter has arrived.

Dublins, no matter their location, are all a bit shit.

The cup holders in my Honda are the perfect size for the M67 grenade. Sometimes, you learn things involuntarily.

Boeing board room

a man sitting on a couch with the words i am not accustomed to taking responsibility

ALT: a man sitting on a couch with the words i am not accustomed to taking responsibility

14.8 hrs of flying over 4 days last week. 10 legs. 9 approaches. All of it single pilot and very nearly all of it IFR.

Ah, but how do we get the madness back in the jar if we don’t open it?