Yesterday

By lex, on December 12th, 2010

It was an elaborately planned plot, crafted in haste, timed to perfection and executed with abandon. So much abandon in fact, that your humble scribe was half way to Gillespie Field in Horrible East County on his moto when he realized that he had abandoned the key to Citabria 8643 upon his car key chain. There would have been much hair-pulling and tearing of clothes at this juncture, were it not for the fact that we were wearing a motorcycle helmet, leather jacket and gloves, so we were forced to settle on the gnashing of teeth. All was not utterly lost at this revelation, although it was too late to turn back to Chez Lex and recover the item. The situation might – might – be recoverable if there was someone at the club house, or else a kindly CFI willing to part with a spare to some stumblebum off the street. But: As I arrived at the aerodrome I realized that I had also left my headset in the trunk of my car. Anyone at an airport found going looking for not merely the key to an airplane but also a headset will shortly find himself wearing the white jacket with the buttons in the back, I should think. The combination served to wreck the experience utterly. Although! We wrapped up the last dogfight by 1600 and sunset was at 1645, so it would have worked, too.

Had we not been such a moran.

Credo

"Sign on, young man, and sail with me. The stature of our homeland is no more than the measure of ourselves. Our job is to keep her free. Our will is to keep the torch of freedom burning for all. To this solemn purpose we call on the young, the brave, the strong, and the free. Heed my call, Come to the sea. Come Sail with me."

— John Paul Jones

"Pardon him, Theodotus; he is a barbarian, and thinks that the customs of his tribe and island are the laws of nature"

— George Bernard Shaw, Caesar and Cleopatra

"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music."

— Friedrich Nietzsche

"A kind Providence has placed in our breasts a hatred of the unjust and cruel, in order that we may preserve ourselves from cruelty and injustice. They who bear cruelty, are accomplices in it. The pretended gentleness which excludes that charitable rancour, produces an indifference which is half an approbation. They never will love where they ought to love, who do not hate where they ought to hate."

— Edmund Burke

"Μολὼν λαβέ"

— Leonidas

"Blogito Ergo Sum"

— Neptunus Lex