Whenever I wait at the gate of an airport, I try to get a glimpse of this peculiar custom in aviation, but so far I have never seen it. I wonder why!
Is Julio going on vacation to avoid all the pre-Christmas hustle and bustle? I definitely can already feel the hustling and bustling increasing already, and I haven’t even begun shopping yet.
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I’m pretty much a radical when it comes to freedom of speech. I say, let everybody speak their mind, even if it’s mindless extremist garbage. At least I know where that person is coming from and who I’m dealing with. It is everybody else’s right of free speech to shame and ridicule that person then, of course. The line should only be drawn when somebody tries to incite violence against somebody else or a group of people. Oops, sorry, drifting off into philosophy and politics again here …
I don’t know how many bosses understand that productivity doesn’t necessarily rise when you watch your employees. I guess it’s necessary in some jobs with repetitive work, and especially if you don’t pay them enough. All I know is that I’m happy to a) be self employed and b) sit in my own office without anybody watching me.
The story behind this strip is almost exactly the same. We just changed the conversation around in order to create a punch line.
The mechanic I flew with for many summers was out alone with our fuel truck for a government project that only required a fuel truck and no helicopter and no questions asked. I was interested to see how everything went so when he got back I asked him what happened out there assuming he’ll tell me great tales of secret government operations. Instead this conversation transpired:
How was it?
It was horrible!
Because I really had to take a leak but they told me I wasn’t allowed to ask any questions!
So you held it all day?
Yup, pretty much.
And this, my friends, is how Chicken Wings Strips are written …
We all know people who give answers like that, don’t we? But, to be honest, people who ask questions like that kinda have it coming too, haven’t they? (For some reason I now have to think of my lovely wife). All you have to do is ask the question so it can be answered with a clear yes or no!
If I was Julio, I would keep my cutting torch under lock and key. Actually, I would keep everything that cuts, or welds, or creates any kind of heat locked up and hidden if I was working with Chuck. He should have known right away that Chuck would never let anything happen to his precious fuselage. We’ll see if he can get himself a hangar soon or if he will try to go cheap as long as possible by using Roost-Air’s hangar …
PS: I really like how Chuck refers to the other planes as the “non-vintage aircraft”. It’s not the first time he’s done that.
It was about time for Chuck to find another piece for his Corsair. We weren’t sure how much of the plane we would let him buy and if he will ever finish it. We like to think he will someday, at least I would like to see the plane done. But having this big fuselage be in the way for the next couple of weeks will give us plenty of new material. It’s actually kind of hard to draw a full sized Corsair for Stef since it’s such a big airplane compared to a Cessna 172 or Hughes 500, so forgive us for a slight scaling error here and there.
Of course, in true Chuck fashion, he is jumping the gun slightly on how to paint it. But I do admire Chucks continuing enthusiasm about everything aviation and flying. Since I fly for a living it’s not every day I wake up as enthusiastic as Chuck (especially when it’s 4am) but I do have a lot of great days where I think to myself “Man, I can’t believe I get to fly this thing for a living!” It’s a great feeling.
And here is a question to you guys: Should Chuck paint his Corsair like Ike Kepfords machine or more like Pappy Boyingtons? Let’s hear some opinions!
I can’t really come up with anything thoughtful to write today, because my brain seems to be one of the casualties of the heat wave we’re enjoying in these parts here lately. I can’t really complain, because I sure prefer hot weather to cold, and after an extremely cold and wet spring, it’s nice to have some serious summer weather for a change!
When it comes to humor and comedy, timing is everything. And, as so often, I really sympathize with Chuck here, because I couldn’t tell a joke right if my life depended on it. Considering the job I have, this may sound pretty counterintuitive, but it’s true! Ask my friends and family. Maybe that’s why I like the format of comics so much to express myself, because when you draw a comic strip, you can calmly think about it and re-work the wording a hundred times before you put it on paper. And then it stands for itself, even giving the reader the opportunity to read his own timing and emphases into the text. And now imagine some final thought, preferably also including a pun, that rounds up this blog and brings it into a logical conclusion. That’s also not one of my strong points, it seems!