So I made it back from AERO last week. It was awesome! I really had a blast! Thanks to everyone who stopped by to say hi or to buy a book! There were times where I could barely keep up with signing and chatting. There were lulls too, of course. But as soon as I left my table to get a coffee, go to the toilet or whatever, I could see people approaching my stand from across the room. As soon as I hurried back, they often were gone. So I ended up being pretty much glued to my table and not seeing much of the rest of the show, which was enormous this year.
I hope I can convince my brother to accompany me next year. That way one of us would be able to roam the other exhibition halls a bit.
But I’m not complaining! It was great to be such a popular target and to meet so many old and new fans! As a cartoonist, I spend most of my days behind my drawing table or computer, so it’s a really nice change to get out and about and meet some actual readers and too get told how much people love your artwork all day long. I really appreciate that!
So, if nothing unforeseen happens, I’ll surely be there again next year!
Oh, and last but not least: Is today’s comic strip a metaphor on politics? On the business world? On marriage? Or is it just a couple of goofy chickens in an airplane? You decide!
We’ve actually been getting a little bit of snow here in the last couple of days. Not enough to last until Christmas, of course, but I would guess that the chances for a white Christmas are better than ever this year. Not for my brother though, who just arrived in ‘Straya today. But here in Austria … we’ll see!
Please forgive me for keeping this here short, but I actually have to go and just remembered that I hadn’t uploaded today’s strip yet! So, tada! See you next Friday!!
Well, as the saying goes, any landing you can walk away from is a good landing. To have a constant sense of success and achievement, the trick is to set the bar low enough. As a natural born perfectionist, I struggle with this idea every day, but I’m getting better at it. Getting a house was probably the best therapy in that regard, because whatever I do, nothing ever turns out perfect. But a lack of time and money helps me to embrace the concept of “it’ll do” or “good enough for now”.
As a layman, one of the thing that fascinates me most about flying formation is not just how close the planes can get (which is fascinating, of course), but how they manage to fly exactly the same speed. Maybe I’m embarrassing myself now with stupid questions, but how accurate and how sensitive is the throttle of a plane? How precise can you set the speed, and then keep it? With the throttle, you adjust the thrust, not the airspeed, right?
Since I have seen both side of this coin, I do feel for the mechanics. This happened to me plenty of times in my younger years. The pilot landed and walked away while I was there all night fixing the helicopter. And now, almost exclusively working as a pilot, I try not to be “that guy” for that exact reason. Yet there are times, after flying a noisy helicopter all day, looking into the sun, on a busy fire with many aircraft to watch out for, and no air-condition in the aircraft, when you just have to walk away at the end of the day because you would probably do more damage than good if you stuck around trying to swing tools. Also, and this might be an age thing or the fact I have a far better and prettier half, I don’t go chasing girls after a day like that anymore but rather seek a cold beer and then a clean bed pretty much right away.
There is one thing I have always thought is funny about aviation seminars. It’s the difference between mechanic seminars and pilot seminars. I have been to both. On a mechanic seminar, when it was said that it starts at 8 am, it almost always started right at 8 am with everybody sitting down, pencil in hand. On pilot seminars, … not so much. At 8 am they would still be trickling in, find other pilots they know, catch up on the latest rumors, grab another cup of coffee, stand around chatting, until around 8:20 the speaker would try to get everybody to shut up and sit down so we can get started with the meeting 😉
Nobody can tell me we haven’t all been there before! I am certainly guilty and learned many lessons like this the hard way, sometimes over and over. I guess I’m not a quick study. It almost looks like Nobu is getting off easy on this trip by Chuck getting sick. Julio had to endure so much more in the past. We have so many Chuck-airshow-adventures by now I’m starting to wonder if we have enough for a book even 😉
I hope some of you actually get to see the Blue Angels live, if not this weekend then in the near future at least. As far as I am concerned they are a must on every aviation enthusiasts bucket list. Even us rotor-heads all agree that if one must go stuck-wing, this would be the way to travel and the thing to do. Plus those jets are so shiny, I just love them.
The ones among you who are going: Post pictures please! And let us know how you enjoyed the show and what all we missed.
Of course the Blue Angels are one of the main reasons for Chuck to go to Miramar in the first place. I’ve never seen them at a show, but I did see them in real life once. It was 2008 and my wife (at the time girlfriend), my dad and me were visiting the States for Mike’s wedding. After the wedding, the three of us went on a short trip around California.
And just when we were at the scenic spot in San Francisco, where you can get a good view of the Golden Gate Bridge, the Blue Angels were flying across the bay in close formation! It was really cool and I was very excited! When I turned to my girlfriend with a big grin on my face, asking her if this wasn’t absolutely awesome, she said something like “yeah, nice.”
I married her anyway!
Have you ever been riding in a car with somebody who doesn’t pay attention? Think we all might be able to relate to this one. My favorite is when I sit in the back seat and the driver keeps turning around half way to talk to me. So far my scariest experience with was in Athens with the cab driver telling stories, constantly yapping away on one of his two cell phones yelling at the other end in Greek. Finally the other pilot asked the cabby “Hey! Are you a stock broker?”. The guy said “No. Why?”, so he finished it off with “Then get off the phone and drive the damn cab!” Haha!
It seems Chuck has found another victim … I mean … buddy to enjoy the airshow with. Let’s see how Nobu will handle hanging out with Chuck or if he is ready to kill him by the end of the day like Julio is. Who all of you friends of the coop are going to the Miramar show? Unfortunately I will have to skip it since I have to work the weekend with the California Fire Season still being in full swing. I am bummed since I love the Miramar Airshow especially watching the Blue Angels perform. It is probably no coincidence that Chuck also likes the Blue Angels.
Speaking of the Blues: We happen to have a few original “Blue Angels” patches in our other online store AVIATORwebsite if you guys are interested. They are a few extra patches from our friend who makes them directly for the Blues so they usually are not available in stores. Check them out!
Well, I posted last Tuesday’s strip on reddit, and was consequently schooled that we probably meant “biennial” instead of “bi-annual” and that we’ve got it mixed up. Well, to our defense, we’re both not English native speakers. But, I got curious in the subject and looked it up in the dictionary. It turns out that it’s a rather confusing subject, because both definitions (twice a year and every two years) show up. The same goes for bi-weekly and bi-monthly.
Ah, English. Such a tricky language! One of my favorite oddity is “flammable” vs. “inflammable”, which, apparently, both mean the same thing. Do any of you know other funny glitches in the matrix of English?