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Date: 4/2/2021 6:42:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
Having said that, I myself will gladly start a fundraiser to send Hekler to a desert in Mojave for his first lesson. That’s what fiends are for.. ....l  |
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Date: 4/2/2021 10:02:00 PM
From Authorid: 5301
...I can see wise advice in this week's offering. So, if your field of inexpertise is something like explosive handling, sword swallowing or even writing a "Joke of the Week" page, you should seriously consider taking up something else. The path you currently follow can only lead to great sorrow; not only for yourself but for all others whom you may meet along your way. I'm here if you need a helpful suggestion.  |
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Date: 4/2/2021 10:11:00 PM
From Authorid: 5301
...YES, YES! Sign me up! I have always wanted to become a dessert chef. I don't know where this Mojave place is but it sounds very decadent so I'm sure that it's a great school. I promise to send you one of my first creation. Perhaps it will be some type of Flambé - it'll come in a plain brown bag with your address on it. Enjoy! |
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Date: 4/3/2021 12:19:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
Helpful suggestions from someone who ate lead paint chips as a child is a lot like a fortune cookie from a weight watcher meal....tasteless. |
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Date: 4/3/2021 12:35:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
You are now signed up for the Crash & Burn School of Aviation and BBQ. Where you’ll never go hungry if you packed your parachute like you would your lunchbox. First lesson is with renowned aviator “Sopwith Sam” next Saturday. |
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Date: 4/4/2021 6:41:00 PM
From Authorid: 21435
It was late in the year 1917 that I had my first dealing with a "Sopwith Camel." I was "riding shotgun" for an Egyptian expatriate, named Apep, who was flying for the Royal Air Force in Northern France. As the plane was a single seater, I was positioned facing to the rear, in a custom made carrier, directly behind the pilot's head. Apep and I had developed a set of movements, transmitted by me, to the back of his head. I was, in effect, his EWS, (Early Warning System) before such a thing was even fashionable. I did not mind the backward facing position, so much, as I suffered from a mild form of vertigo and facing forward during the frequent steep dives, tended to loosen my bowels. Continually looking aft went a long way to remedying that, and made for a much cleaner cockpit, also. Anyway, Apep had flown behind the enemy line, strafed no less than four hot air observation balloons, and was making for safety. (Those balloons make one heck of a fireball when hit with .30 cal. incendiary rounds.) I was enjoying the fire storm until a pair of Albatros DV fighter planes came out of the clouds and dove on our camel. Apep shucked and jived, climbed and dove and wiggled and waggled, but the he couldn't shake `em and I `bout soiled my uniform. Oh, Lordy! The hot lead flew and I had a bird's eye view, too. "We're going to make it, Wepwawet! I see the airstrip," said Apep. (Wepwawet was the jackal god in Egyptian mythology.) Apep assumed I was divinity and I didn't have the heart to disappoint him. (I'm funny, that way.) I actually thought that we had made it, as the camel touched down and "headed for the hanger." Unfortunately, one of the German fighters touched down right behind, just long enough to fire a burst from his two 7.92mm guns, and then lifted off, again. The camel lurched horribly to the left, as luck would have it, and into the hay bale barrier that flanked the runway. "Apep! You are the best pilot in the world! Blessing to you and your entire family!" When Apep didn't reply, I released myself from the carrier, and turning, found that my friend had "taken one in the top of his head." Ugh! Well, that shook me up pretty bad and I immediately made for the trenches and joined the infantry. But, that's another story.  |
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Date: 4/5/2021 3:44:00 AM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
Have you and Apep ever done a barnstormers tour when it became fashionable? Too bad they didn’t haveDepends back in the day huh? I imagine it got tiresome having choose between your bath towels supply or rubber pants...if even that were around then. Poncho Barnes was a famous pilot but perhaps a little forward from that era, but very exciting non the less. I can only imagine what infantry life brought. |
Date: 4/5/2021 1:01:00 PM
From Authorid: 21435
Hey Larry  (L.E.D. here) Don't tell anyone, but I have it on good authority that kronk wore rubber pants until he was eight years old.Apep and I did "buzz" the great pyramid one night, during the "Feast of the three noble ladies," but that's all the "barnstorming" we engaged in, before he joined the RAF and was sent to France. He really was a fun guy and I certainly hated that he met his end that way. They say that "all is fair in love and war," but I think that when a plane makes it to the ground, the attack should end. You know, a wave and a "wing wag," and a "see ya later." Sorta like shooting ducks when they're sitting, you know? Anyway...."They" told me that since I could not shoulder a rifle, I could serve in the "messenger corps." More saddle backs and dodging shrapnel. Oh, well,it was something to do.  |
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Date: 4/5/2021 1:02:00 PM
From Authorid: 21435
saddle "bags".....typos....ugh! |
Date: 4/19/2021 1:14:00 PM
From Authorid: 4887
*giggles* definitely something I won't do  |
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Date: 4/19/2021 1:56:00 PM ( From Author )
From Authorid: 5940
Hi Dina! So very good to see you. Please come around more often. |
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