Decisions, decisions. I might react similar to Chuck here, because as a libra, I tend to be indecisive. Fortunately my ascendant sign is sagittarius, which means I don’t believe in astrology!
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!
I can tell Julio is joking here. And not just because I’m the one who drew him, but because an event registering a 9 on the Richter scale would mean an energy of approximately 2 Exajoule (2.000.000.000.000.000 Joule) would have been released. Even fully loaded and with an engine conversion, the Cessna 172 would have a hard time achieving that.
And that, children, is how you spoil a joke by overanalyzing!
Chuck and Julio are going to Oshkosh for the first time in their life! Well, Oshkosh, Nebraska…
Hopefully they’ll make it in time for Oshkosh, Wisconsin and AirVenture 2012. Find out on Thursday!
Also, Mike and Stefan will be going to Oshkosh together for the first time in their life! Our official book signing dates and times through EAA’s “Author’s Corner” are on Thursday the 26th from 11:30 AM to 12:30 PM and on Friday the 27th from 9:30 AM until 10:30 AM.
Of course we’ll try to also hang out on Wednesday and Saturday as well to meet you guys. We will give you those specific times via tweet and/or facebook. But if you want a guaranteed meeting with us please stick to the dates above. We are really excited to meet as many of you as we can!
Can’t really think of anything funny to write today. Well, that’s what we have the comments for underneath here. Seems you will have to help us out!
Thank you all for sticking with us through 2011! We had our ups and downs, but it was a pretty good year after all. We wish you guys all a fantastic New Years Eve and a good start into 2012! May all your wishes come true for you!
By the way, Mike and I have decided to finally publish our fourth book in 2012! So that’s at least one small thing you can look forward to!
This one goes out to all the flight students out there! We know that we have quite a few among our fans. We sincerely hope that you’re not cursed with a flight instructor like Chuck though! But if you are, send us your stories!
I have to confess here that my stomach is not the sturdiest one. I don’t know what exactly triggers it, but mostly I’m fine, and sometimes I just get totally motion sick. Only threw up once in a airplane though and that was almost 20 years ago (damn, am I really that old?) when my brother took me on a ride with a motor glider, shortly after he had made his pilot license. Fortunately he was already smart enough to bring a plastic bag!
But my very worst kind of experience of motion sickness was a few years back, when my wife and I went diving in Thailand. They took us an hour off shore with a speedboat. While still on the boat, our instructor gave us a quick refresher course. I could already notice the sickness coming on and was eager to get into the water. During the dive, everything was fine. But after we surfaced, I got terribly sick. And I knew I had about 2-3 hours of lunch break, another dive and then an hour trip back home ahead of me. I will spare you the details, but I was sick the entire time… I really atoned for my sins that day and kissed the ground when we made it back!
Okay, enough puke stories for the day! You can share yours below, if you want to!
Sometimes you can’t help but watch. Just a couple of days ago, my wife and I were sitting in a coffee shop with friends, when this really weird looking dude (interesting choice of beard and clothing) and (presumably) his, quite normal looking, girlfriend walked by. I couldn’t help but stare.
Then my wife asked me “Can you tell me what was so special about that woman?”, to which I replied “no, I was checking out the dude!” Short, awkward silence ensued. Anyway, after I could describe the guys appearance, she understood.
Actually, the “can’t help but watch” impulse is so strong and deeply ingrained in us humans that a whole industry is built upon it. I’m talking, of course, about reality TV. And even though I absolutely and with a passion abhor those shows, I stand guilty of sometimes watching them. You know, when you come across one while channel hopping in a weak moment… Fortunately, they drag out any incident or event (e.g. A is angry at B and starts crying) to such lengths, that, after twenty announcements, ten replays in slow motion with emotional music and seven people explaining how they feel about it, I get so bored that I get reflect upon my life, turn off the TV and work for the rest of the day.
Mike’s out travelling, so I’ll have to write the blog to this strip, which is a bit of a shame, because Mike could tell you a story or two about landing a helicopter in unusual places. Well, if you have enough time on your hands, you can read through “The adventures of Panaca Jane” in our forum! And maybe some of you have a story or two you can share in the comments our the forum.