We took our first beer and a cigar out on the verandah this afternoon, our first outdoor Happy Hour in ten days' time, or thereabouts. The weather would have been conducive to an extended Happy Hour on the verandah if it weren't for the infernal wind... like this:
The sun was warm and bright but the wind she was intrusive. So... one and done, outdoors. We shall continue as we began, but indoors.
Speakin' o' that wind... We made a provisioning run out to Cannon Airplane Patch earlier today wherein we restocked both the larder and the likker locker. I was less than pleased to note the Cannon Class VI store was still out o' Johnnie Walker Green, this bein' the second time in as many tries, the last such bein' on Wednesday last (12/04/2013). So we bought ourselves a quart o' 12-year-old Jameson, like this:
It's good to change up once in a while.
But... wait. We were goin' on about the wind, weren't we? So, there we were... drivin' back home from the Airplane Patch at a pretty good clip and practicing our evasive maneuvers against tumbleweeds both big and small, which were blowing across the road in rather alarming numbers. I'm thinkin' you can imagine what comes next... Yup, our best efforts failed us and we had a head-on collision with one of those damned beastly things... a LARGE beastly thing about four feet in diameter... at sumthin' just under 80 mph. It wasn't pretty, Gentle Reader, and The Tart now has some impressive battle scars on both her hood and left front fender. I'm hopin' the conventional wisdom... i.e., "That'll buff right out!"... holds true. This isn't the first time this has happened to us... a tumbleweed took out the driver's side driving light on The Green Hornet some years back.
It's always sumthin'.
In other news... the timetable for my next foray out to the Right Coast has been ball-parked. SN1 advised me earlier this week he got his first choice for his follow-on assignment from his staff tour at Air Combat Command's headquarters. He'll assume command of the maintenance squadron at the storied 1st Fighter Wing at Langley AFB in either late June or early July and I've been put on notice that my attendance at the change o' command ceremony is mandatory. We have some time to think about what OUR uniform of the day is gonna be (should we do a re-run of this?) but I've already begun the process. I'm leaning very heavily towards a simple civilian suit this time around. But I might could be persuaded otherwise.
The sun was warm and bright but the wind she was intrusive. So... one and done, outdoors. We shall continue as we began, but indoors.
Speakin' o' that wind... We made a provisioning run out to Cannon Airplane Patch earlier today wherein we restocked both the larder and the likker locker. I was less than pleased to note the Cannon Class VI store was still out o' Johnnie Walker Green, this bein' the second time in as many tries, the last such bein' on Wednesday last (12/04/2013). So we bought ourselves a quart o' 12-year-old Jameson, like this:
It's good to change up once in a while.
But... wait. We were goin' on about the wind, weren't we? So, there we were... drivin' back home from the Airplane Patch at a pretty good clip and practicing our evasive maneuvers against tumbleweeds both big and small, which were blowing across the road in rather alarming numbers. I'm thinkin' you can imagine what comes next... Yup, our best efforts failed us and we had a head-on collision with one of those damned beastly things... a LARGE beastly thing about four feet in diameter... at sumthin' just under 80 mph. It wasn't pretty, Gentle Reader, and The Tart now has some impressive battle scars on both her hood and left front fender. I'm hopin' the conventional wisdom... i.e., "That'll buff right out!"... holds true. This isn't the first time this has happened to us... a tumbleweed took out the driver's side driving light on The Green Hornet some years back.
It's always sumthin'.
In other news... the timetable for my next foray out to the Right Coast has been ball-parked. SN1 advised me earlier this week he got his first choice for his follow-on assignment from his staff tour at Air Combat Command's headquarters. He'll assume command of the maintenance squadron at the storied 1st Fighter Wing at Langley AFB in either late June or early July and I've been put on notice that my attendance at the change o' command ceremony is mandatory. We have some time to think about what OUR uniform of the day is gonna be (should we do a re-run of this?) but I've already begun the process. I'm leaning very heavily towards a simple civilian suit this time around. But I might could be persuaded otherwise.
Jameson - for courage. :-)
ReplyDeleteYou KNOW about the gathering in Sandy Eggo come early March...right? You ARE planning on coming...right????
I dunno about March, Kris. I still have issues that make travel difficult. SN1 has promised me lotsa drugs for the trip back east; that'll help. ;-).
DeleteChange of Command is always mandatory... unless one has the duty and is on watch.
ReplyDeleteIf you wear a suit, I wanna see pictures.
Oh, there will be pictures! Hell, I got at least five or six posts out of SN2's change o' command.
DeleteBack in the 80's we used to laugh at the 1st TAC FW. These bastards would want to get their flight hours in at 7 am, so they could be showered and at work by 9 am. No problem, except, we, as targets had to launch out of Minot at 4 am. That's a 2 am show for a 4 am launch ladies! I just never went to bed, because I certainly wasn't going to answer any damned alarm clock at 2 am!
ReplyDeleteAnyway, we referred to all Langley missions as "Dawn Patrol" as these f---sticks have been doing the same thing since 1917 in frogsville Lorraine...
SN1 won't be happy to hear this, assuming things haven't changed a lot. The maintenance weenies at the 1FW would prolly show up at the same time or before the Minot guys for those "dawn patrols."
DeleteA suit will do the trick just fine.
ReplyDeleteI like the way ya think, Curt.
DeleteI shall not mess with you by relating the local temp on Friday... or the winds speed.
ReplyDeleteProlly MUCH nicer than here.
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