We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
And thanks to our buddy for this fine aviation site which we have seen before, Flight Level 390. I want that guy flying my airplane. With the machine on auto 99% of the time, what is there to do but sleep or blog?
Flightblogging? You're right, BD, there's a dream job for ya. Good writing style, too. I liked this part:
"At fifty feet, engines to idle thrust, nose up a couple of degrees and let her settle. At five feet, nose down a tiny bit, rotating the main gear tires counter-clockwise around the pitch axis. If this manuever is timed correctly, the tires will smoothly roll onto the runway without deforming.