I assume most of you know the phrase “It is easier to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission.” Well, it seems Chuck and Julio stumbled on a new variation of the theme and developed the tactic to ask for forgiveness as an evasive rhetorical tactic. I need to try that.
Here in Austria we have a general draft, so every man (or rather boy) has to do service in the military. And in the military we had the saying that went like “For a soldier, five minute early is on time.” That’s a good habit to pick up!
But after that I went to university. And I don’t know what the culture is like on other European countries, but in Austria there is the term “academic 15 minutes”, which basically means that almost anything on university starts 15 minutes later than advertised and/or that students as well as professors are usually 15 minutes late. Throw that in with what I picked up at the army, and now I’m usually 5 minutes late on average, haha!
Well, it seems that Chuck may have the right skills to become a master of meditation after all! I know I haven’t. To get my brain to switch off I need either television or sleep. It’s not like I’m pondering the the most profound subjects all the time, but I’ve tried, occasionally, to just sit there and think of nothing, and it just doesn’t work.
Ohmmmmm… Will Chuck become a yogi? I wonder how long he would be able to sit still and be silent! And if the corresponding physical quantity to Volt is called Voltage, why isn’t the corresponding quantity to Ohm called Ohmage? Questions upon questions it would sure be worth meditating over!
Seems like Chuck is finally taking the camping rules to heart!
And in my neck of the woods, we have finally had a few decent summer days in a row! I even managed to fire up my barbecue yesterday evening. Although I have to confess that, since I only barbecue maybe once or twice a year, I am not a master fire builder. Once or twice it was suggested that I pour some Avgas over it. I wonder where that stupid idea came from!
Well, Oshkosh is over! How was it? Did everybody make it home okay? In the meantime, our Oshkosh strips continue for a little while longer. It sure seems Chuck is getting quite his share of barbecue experience this year! And I mean that in both the active and passive sense, barbecuing and being barbecued.
What could be more romantic than sitting around a campfire at night, maybe grilling a hotdog or a marshmallow, chatting and philosophizing with friends … Maybe somebody even brought a guitar who doesn’t play Wonderwall or try to hit on your girlfriend. However, it is prudent to check the local camping regulations and apply some common sense first!
AirVenture 2014 has begun! Unfortunately it began without us this year. “Slight” scheduling conflicts (like me working in Greece this summer for example) have kept us from going. But we’ll see what next year brings. Once you have seen AirVenture, you just have to keep coming back. It’s hard to explain if you have never seen it. But I can highly recommend that every aviator or aviation aficionado make the pilgrimage to OSH at least once in their life.
At least Chuck and Julio made there this year. Is it just me or does this strip look very much like “the calm before the storm”?
As a wing walker, I imagine you must have to breathe exclusively through your nose, or at least have to keep your teeth shut at all times. I can only imagine the amount of insects that bounce into you during the average flight! And I guess bird strikes would absolutely have the potential to be fatal. Well, it’s a pretty risky job in general. So I guess it’s wise of Chuck to try a “dry run” first, before going all the way.
I am sure that many of you have stood in front of the baggage carousel and thought that that was exactly what was going on behind the scenes. I know I have! And Mike as well. And sometimes there seems to be a sinister character among the baggage handlers who knows exactly which suitcase is yours, so he can put it on the belt last.
But, to be fair, I’ve also had it happen more than once that my luggage was among the first on the belt, so it’s just luck after all. And actually the baggage carousel is the main reason I stay relaxed during the turbulent melee that is the average disembarkment, because I know all the winners of the hand to hand combat, who managed to exit the plane first, will be waiting for their piece of luggage, which may be the last on the carousel …
By the way, this is one of the comics we were cracking ourselves up while writing it, and then got only mild or confused reactions when showing it to the first test persons. Weird how that goes! We’re curious about you guys’ reception…