These were some not entirely inadequate posts, from two summers ago, before many of you became regular visitors. Sea stories, for the most part, which seem to be popular. Also a brawl. They’d been lonely, residing over on the old sod. Which is a real drag to transfer posts from: The iBlog app was a lovely starter set, complete with training wheels, but it had a nasty habit of tossing stray html tags around like they were beaded necklaces for willing co-eds at Mardi Gras.
I have spared you all the fetid electoral passions of those days. You should thank me.
- Air strike
- Ejection seats I have known
- A little not enough gas
- In-flight refueling
- The fly in
- Trusting the LSO
- The goat locker
- Maybe I’m just anti-social?
- Single seat fighter aviation
And speaking of thanks, my appreciation goes out to Phil T, who noticed the new PayPal tip jar on the right. Even though I hadn’t said anything. Being all, you know: Circumspect. And everything.
Now that’s a perceptive reader.
Let me know if there’s interest in this sort of thing – I burned through any number of sea stories back in the old days, and sea stories always seem to please.