What To Do, What To Do…


  Ever had a moment where you completely blank? I had that moment the other day.  I have been training on really advanced aircraft over the past years and it has, in a way, detracted from the gut instinct skills most pilots aquire from flying smaller planes. So I decided to take up a Piper Seminole with a senior instructor to regain some of those “Yeager” skills that on-board advanced computerized cockpits do for you. The problem was that when I climbed to the right seat I completely spaced. I had over 200 hours in a dual engine Seminole but all that went bye-bye for a brief minute.

  Pilots have been known to be confident and at times cocky. There was no way I would be able to climb out the door in defeat. I just needed time to think as I flipped through the check lists and operating hand book. When the pilot in monitering (PM) climbed in it came back in a wave. It’s so funny how the brain works. Just when you think you are completely screwed the vault unlocks and information flows freely. I blame it on lack of circulatin from the hotel’s vacume sealed sheets. My brain was lacking nessecary blood.

  I wasn’t lying about the Holiday Inn’s well made bed. I woke up walking on my tip toes and had a crick in my neck. I think it is from the 5 pillows I sleep on. Regardless, I blame the Holiday Inn on my slow flight.

  So that was the most exciting thing that happened this week. That and eating at an Italian restaraunt called “Italian Food”. So sorry the posts have been infrequent and my comments have been lacking. I have read up on everyone but it is too hard to comment using my shitty Blackberry. You are all still loved.

  Oh yeah! I am writing movie reviews for J.P. at The Flesh Farm. He just added me to the staff so check out the site on my blogroll. I should have some reviews up soon!

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  1. It’s uncanny, I was almost going to post a photo of myself in the *exact* same pose on my blog this week. Now I’m really glad I didn’t, because boy would you have felt embarrassed. 😉

  2. Ok, you’ve jinxed me. This morning, I awoke in my own hotel room in Chicago, vacuume sealed to my bed w/ a kink in my neck from all the pillows. Damnit, Will!

  3. I have no spell check on this dial up crap. Is that how you spell ‘kink’? I’m an idiot, aren’t I?

  4. Kink, crick…I knew what you meant! Well, and the photo helped. 😉 Just blame it on the vacuume-seal sheets…

  5. I’ve heard of people say kink as well as crick. Don’t be too embarrassed.

    I like that picture of you sleeping! You own a pair of nice pecks my friend. I like seeing people when they are sleeping even though it looks like you were faking it. It’s just people look so innocent when they are asleep. That brings up a funny thought. My Grandma when I was growing up I would ask her do you think I’m nice? And she said you are nice, when your sleeping!! It was a running joke.

    Just so you know call me late afternoon early to late evening. I don’t get up until around 2. My best friend works nights (5pm to 5am) so I have acquired his sleep schedule. I just don’t want to wake up to a voicemail message!! Even though I would definitely cherish that but I think I would rather have a conversation.

  6. Good job with the flying! I think you may have just gotten a lot cooler. I’ve always wanted to do that but had no way. Well, unless you count that time that my dad and I went to Myrtle Beach and paid to take a flight in a little one engine plane around North Myrtle Beach. I was around 11 or 12 at the time and the pilot let me sit in the front and “take the wheel” for a while. After doing a couple of nose dives and causing my dad’s face to turn 3 shades of green, my flying career quickly ended. I entertained serious notions in high school of going into the Air Force afterwards, but my eyesight’s terrible and I would have never been allowed to fly, so I gave it up. If I couldn’t fly I didn’t want to bother. I still managed to surround myself with loads of friends who are in the AF though.

    Hope the crick/kink’s worked out by now.

  7. Oh, I forgot to add one more thing. I know what you mean by just blanking out sometimes. I’ve been dj’ing on the radio on and off for 10 years but sometimes for no reason at all I’ll get ready to talk and announce something and I just shut down. I totally blank on what button to push or why there’s no music and I just get totally confused. It’s usually cause I did something stupid like unplugged my headphones or something by mistake which will kill the sound in the studio. But, like you said, you kind of shake it off and it all just floods back. Weird, that.

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