Last weekend I traveled with the Air National Guard. After a few of us went out drinking, one of the guys, Ron, said he was tired and that he was headed to our hotel room to retire for the night (yes, the military is sometimes thrifty with our tax dollars […]
I credit blame Jack Krakauer, Sean Penn, Eddie Vedder, and the Air National Guard for last week. The latter scheduled the plane on which I decided to catch a “hop” (space available flight). The former two told a story that haunted me for far longer than it should have, and […]
On its 4th attempt, the United States Air Force was successfully able to get about 20 “on orders” Airmen and two hitchhikers home via a KC-135 that landed in Nashville. Instead of going home, however, I drove 4hrs east to Bristol, TN for a NASCAR race, where I met my […]
Muskrat is trapped in the taiga. His KC-135 Air Force tanker plane has broken down (twice). He hopes to get home in a couple days to revisit the blogosphere (and catch up on a ridiculously large amount of work, he’s sure). The trip has been great so far. Have seen […]
If this blog were a grocery store out in Bucksnort, Tennessee, there’d be a sign on the door saying “Gone Fishing.” Instead, here’s a post explaining that I’ll be away from the blogosphere for several days, as I’m grabbing the Freaky Weasel and heading into Alexander Supertramp territory for an […]
