Sunday August 31, 2003
So my girl is in town and we’re having a good ol’ time. Yesterday we went to the air show, which was balls out awesome. We got to go on several planes: a Lockheed C-130, an Airbus A310, a Boeing 737, a T1 training plane… and they also had several air shows. First were the prop planes, doing some really cool stuff. They were soon to be outdone by the A-10 Warthog jet, follwed by this big old jet bomber, followed by an F-14 Tomcat (which I thought was the coolest.) After that, they flew the Blue Angel’s transport plane, which has solid rocket boosters to help it take off on short or unkept runways. When it had already taken off, a strange chlorine smell descended on the whole show for about 2 minutes. It was extremely potent and nasty. Once that baby flew, they brought out the Blue Angels. They were amazing, but I thought the best part is when they tell the whole audience to look to the right to see the formation they’re in, and one of the “solo” ones comes in from your left at damn near top speed and about 50 feet off the ground. It scared the shit out of everyone.
After all that funness, we went out to eat at the Flying Fig restaurant. I’ve never been there before, so I thought I’d get some trout, since I’ve also never had that. It was fantastic. We had green beans fried in tempura batter for an appetizer, and I had both a red and white wine. My girl got a steak which was excellent as well. I recommend the fuck out of that place.
My new job continues to be pretty sweet. I was given permission by my boss to work on the company website for the latter half of Friday, since there’s really not a ton for me to do. I am pretty excited, but I think I’ll have to work on it today since I haven’t had much time to so far. Wish forth some luck for thee.
So my girl is in town and we’re having a good ol’ time. Yesterday we went to the air show, which was balls out awesome. We got to go on several planes: a Lockheed C-130, an Airbus A310, a Boeing 737, a T1 training plane… and they also had several air shows. First were the prop planes, doing some really cool stuff. They were soon to be outdone by the A-10 Warthog jet, follwed by this big old jet bomber, followed by an F-14 Tomcat (which I thought was the coolest.) After that, they flew the Blue Angel’s transport plane, which has solid rocket boosters to help it take off on short or unkept runways. When it had already taken off, a strange chlorine smell descended on the whole show for about 2 minutes. It was extremely potent and nasty. Once that baby flew, they brought out the Blue Angels. They were amazing, but I thought the best part is when they tell the whole audience to look to the right to see the formation they’re in, and one of the “solo” ones comes in from your left at damn near top speed and about 50 feet off the ground. It scared the shit out of everyone.
After all that funness, we went out to eat at the Flying Fig restaurant. I’ve never been there before, so I thought I’d get some trout, since I’ve also never had that. It was fantastic. We had green beans fried in tempura batter for an appetizer, and I had both a red and white wine. My girl got a steak which was excellent as well. I recommend the fuck out of that place.
My new job continues to be pretty sweet. I was given permission by my boss to work on the company website for the latter half of Friday, since there’s really not a ton for me to do. I am pretty excited, but I think I’ll have to work on it today since I haven’t had much time to so far. Wish forth some luck for thee.











