MrPixel
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We're flying away this afternoon.
Gotta ask, considering: airplane, or balloon?
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We're flying away this afternoon.
That was my plan for this week ... set goals, heads down, headphones on, type until I run out of coffee. But I'm still bouncing off the walls with excitement from the holiday contest, so it's coming out in pieces.I got non-trivial writing done for the first time in almost a week yesterday (about 3.5K) Need to get back on making that the rule (or more next week during break week).
Chicagoland in November--so not really.@NotWise Flying to anywhere exciting?
We would also accept "jetpack" and "trebuchet express."Gotta ask, considering: airplane, or balloon?
Hadn't considered balloon. That might be faster than AmTrak.Gotta ask, considering: airplane, or balloon?
That sounds pretty exciting to me!Chicagoland in November--so not really.
We're going to see my daughter's first original production of The Nutcracker Ballet. She's Producer, Director and Choreographer. Our niece and her husband are driving in from Detroit for the show.
Hadn't considered balloon. That might be faster than AmTrak.
I've considered it, but it's more expensive than flying, and--from here to Chicago--once your over Raton Pass and into southeast Colorado, the scenery the rest of the way (Kansas, Missouri, and Illinois) isn't much to write home about.Having taken the train a few times to and from CHI and your pin on the map, it's really not a bad ride. The Southwest Chief is a little better about schedule than most routes. Yeah, it's 27 hours, but it's an opportunity for sitting back and enjoying the scenery under considerably less stress than dealing with airports.
If anyone puts the decorations up before next Friday, I may be tempted to take them down. Not until after turkey day!
I’m adding this to my list of plot bunnies…Some of my dancing girlfriends took me out to the bars for my 21st. I'm a lightweight so I didn't last long.
I woke up in bed with one of them the next day.
(now that you're all imagining things, I'll just say that I was too hammered to make it home, so she let me crash with her and that's all that it was. I know what your dirty minds are thinking, and now that I know that the Lesbian category gets great ratings & views so is mine)
Yep. This time of year, stubblefields.the scenery the rest of the way (Kansas, Missouri, and Illinois) isn't much to write home about.
I appreciate you pluralizing "aficionados" so I don't feel so aloneFor the bagpipe aficionados here
Or I'm just referring to all your personalities after trying to work on different stories at once...I appreciate you pluralizing "aficionados" so I don't feel so alone![]()
For the bagpipe aficionados here, I thought you might appreciate this story (from Smithsonian magazine)
I'm not disparaging the boys in the RAF (ESPECIALLY my personal heroes, the 303 squadron) but a TRUE fighter pilot is about 12 years old until he makes Lt. Colonel. Especially the Wild Weasel pilots!Wait again, Mr D. Note the date - a few short months after the end of the War.
I suspect that a fighter pilot, whether RAF or RN, had probably 'come of age' well before 21.
I'll always associate that tune with the airborne.As they sang back in WWII:
By the ring around his eyeball, you can tell a bombardier,
You can tell a bomber pilot by the spread around his rear,
You can tell a navigator by his charts and maps and such,
You can tell a fighter pilot...but you can't tell him much!
Glory glory what a hellofaway to die
Glory glory what a hellofaway to die
Glory glory what a hellofaway to die
You can tell a fighter pilot...but you can't tell him much!
Back in the 70's I sang with a bunch of guys that specialized in the songs soldiers sang in WWII We called ourselves the 52nd MMS Boys ChoirI'll always associate that tune with the airborne.
amazing your clock has lasted this long with such a potty mouth.Me: sleeping
Car outside with intentionally loud engine: VROOOM!
Random person walking on the street: "Asshole!"
Me: now laughing too hard to get back to sleep
My clock: F**k you it's too early for this shit