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I went up to Nashville again last weekend and gave recurrent checkrides to four of our pilots (based in Atlanta, Bristol, Birmingham and Mobile). It was another one of those whirlwind trips: I had to give an initial checkride on Friday morning and then I flew up to BNA Friday afternoon. I gave the recurrents on Saturday and Sunday and then flew back to Orlando...
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It rained! It rained! At last, it finally rained! It was only about an inch, but still . . . I'll take it.

We could use three days of steady, heavy, soaking downpours. I wish a hurricane would plow slowly up the Gulf of Mexico, about 50-100 miles offshore, and drench the peninsula without causing any wind damage. (As long as I'm wishing for things,...
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According to legend, Helen of Troy, supposedly the most beautiful woman in the world, caused the Trojan war just because she was, apparently, so Goddamned hot.

Question for any Suicide Girl who cares to answer:

If your beauty led to the violent deaths of thousands, would you be . . .

(A) Flattered but appalled.

(B) Just flattered.

(C) Just appalled.

(D) Delighted beyond words....
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If anyone is reading this, please pick up the phone right now, call a randomly selected stranger and tell him or her "would you please take a moment to check your buttocks for a microchip that may or may not have been implanted by the Department of Health and Human Services?"

Once in a while I just like to increase the overall level of entropy...
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What if true Enlightenment were actually possible, but only if you wear thigh-high glitter boots and a pair of tasseled, sequined pasties? What if world peace could be achieved, but only if everybody danced the Macarena nude at the same time? What if the true essence of happiness lies not in the fulfillment of physical, psychological and emotional desires but in the creation and effective...
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A very wise man once said, "in a world of chocolate-chip cookies, a turnip will never break the sound barrier."

No . . . hang on a minute. Not "wise." What's the word I'm looking for here? Oh, right: "crazy." Sorry. That's what I meant.

I have a dream. It's not a big dream; it's just a little dream -- An infinitesimal dream. A blip. Barely visible. A mere speck in the firmament, scarcely even detectable by modern equipment. Hardly worth mentioning, really. Hey, wait . . . it's gone. Shit. Never mind.

Well, the story has come full circle. I met her in a college writing workshop in August of 1995. I married her in February of 1999 shortly after she returned from a year in Japan. She announced that she wanted to leave in January of 2004. She moved out that summer and we removed her name from the mortgage soon after that. The divorce became...
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The Bush administration, as you may have already heard, seeking to revive a 1998 Internet pornography law (the "Child Online Protection Act") long since struck down by the U.S. Supreme Court as unconstitutional, has subpoenaed Google for detailed information on what its users have been searching for, including a broad range of material from all its databases. FUCK!

On an unrelated subject, am I the...
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I can hardly blame all those crazy people walking around talking to fenceposts. If I were nuts, I think, and I experienced a moment of total clarity -- absolute lucid awareness -- I would probably just shake my head, shudder, say "no thanks" and then go back to having a spirited argument with a dust molecule.

Just got home from having a very nice dinner (beer and hot wings served by women in small, tight outfits) with Lisa. She was still all wound up from her statistics class, which is, apparently, largely populated by idiots. She is finding the course quite easy, although many of her classmates seem to think it's post-doctoral quantum-hyperspatial astrophysics or something.

After we finished eating we...
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