93 days

Good afternoon readers, happy Monday. It's about 1:00p, just sitting in my castle enjoying some freshly brewed coffee. I'll be heading off to White Hall in not much time here but I decided a writing break would be nice. So here I am. Once again I have nothing really planned to write about, I'm just going to start writing and see where it takes me.

I went to Scott AFB this weekend for an airshow. I wasn't expecting it to be as much fun as it really was. I had the opportunity to sit in the cockpit of both a C-17 and Delta 757 so I could juxtapose the two. Long story short, C-17 is better. It's bigger, cooler, has more gadgets and gizmos, etc. It's extremely calming to me to sit in the seat of my potential future office and just look around.

It really grounds me in the reality that I possess the ability to get up and fly on of these things one day. I sat in the left seat just eyes open looking at the different panels. Hydraulics, Electric, Engines 1-4, etc. I felt like an artist sitting on the edge of a cliff, overlooking a beautiful landscape just . It's where understanding meets the unknown in a stirrup of knobs and instruments and glass LED monitors. Much like an artist would in a canyon; I looked all over the place, head on a swivel, as I tried to take as much of it in as possible. Being in the cockpit of a plane is an experience of wonder and the surreal, only to be rooted into reality by miles of wiring, terabytes of reading, and lists of procedures that never seem to end.

Bottom line, flying is cool as shit. In a single engine prop it's cool enough, but then when it gets up to the REAL feats of engineering like the C-17 I don't know how I'll remember to breathe when and if I get the chance to fly it.

Switching gears here, I get to go to Morocco in like three months now. Three months. And since I'm so focused about this "college shit" I haven't really gotten myself hype for it. Do you remember when I made this blog? Yeah, way back in October of 2010? TWO years ago? Well I made it to get hyped up for my Spring Break trip which was 172 days out. That trip was almost SIX months away and I was sitting there getting myself stoked. Now we're all grown up and in college and only 93 days out and I still don't give a fuck.

If you read back through this blog (which I don't advise you do) I had my full week-long vacation planned out to the hour by 150 days out. It was ridiculous. Now I have a 2.5 week-long vacation and other than the powerpoint my father made, no planning has really been done. Maybe for fun I'll start making checklists and to-do lists and shit. Maybe I'll blog about it for the fuck of it. I mean I'm finally going to Africa! But regardless college has my in a vice at the moment.

Oh well. This blog post is done. I hope you enjoyed! Until next time...