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March 20, 2006
Going Back To Cali
Tuesday's episode will be called, "How To Vomit From Sheer Terror In Front of Your Boss." Anyone reading this blog for any length of time knows that my Kryptonite in life, the sole things that turn me into a cowering wimp, are heights and bridges. So tomorrow ought to be an interesting exercise. My boss's boss's boss and I are heading to another company about 100 miles away to do a consult, and because of the time constraints involved, we're taking the company vehicle. No, not the kind that travels on interstates. The kind that flies over them.
Yes, kids, I get to take a helicopter ride tomorrow... which will either be oddly exhilarating or will make me wet myself right through the ol' Hugo Boss pinstripes. After presenting for a couple hours, we get whisked back home on the same chopper, and when we land we go immediately to a private flight out to California. For the next five days (assuming I survive the heli-trauma in the morning), the Bay Area is my temporary home. So... Dave, if you're reading, you have my cell. As for the rest of you all... I'm going away again for a few days, I'll try to post Sunday night. There's a lot weighing on my tiny mind lately, and there's one of those seriously introspective posts building up (you know, the ones Illinois Mike always calls "navel gazing?").
Have a safe and happy week, all. Don't do anything I'd do. And if you do do something I'd do, I expect you to call me first next time!
Comments
lucky stiff
Posted by: Cuzin Jose at March 21, 2006 02:46 AM
I second that. Helicopter ride is totally on my to do list. But more like, into the crater of a volcano. Or maybe the Grand Canyon. But to a business meeting would be fun. Happy travels!
Posted by: Jill at March 21, 2006 01:10 PM
I always thought navel gazing meant hot chicks in half shirts.
where the hell have I been?
Posted by: thebeav at March 21, 2006 03:43 PM
I hope you survive that helio ride. Sure glad it isn't me! Hang in there and make sure your safety belt is secure.
Posted by: Julie at March 21, 2006 08:58 PM
Update: THAT. RIDE. WAS. AWESOME!!!!!
Posted by: Curmudgeon at March 21, 2006 09:45 PM
I figured eventually you'd come around.
You are now a man.
Posted by: Jill at March 21, 2006 11:39 PM
Good Luck facing your fears. I think this always works out in the end.
Posted by: SoberInTheCity at March 22, 2006 12:27 AM
Sounds like he survived. I'm glad of that. Kind of sounds like he even enjoyed it. :)
Posted by: Julie at March 22, 2006 02:39 PM
You ain't lived till you've choppered from Oakland Int'l to SFO at dawn. All those lights appearing out of the fog is a sight I won't forget.
Posted by: Linkmeister at March 22, 2006 09:18 PM
I don't know if you saw this or not but while you were up in the air...we got ourselves a "Dick-Tator-Ship".
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2006/3/22/122028/771
Tator signed a law that had not passed both houses of Congress. Congress must be quiet and outdated to him now.
Posted by: Julie at March 22, 2006 10:11 PM
quiet=quaint Sheeze!
Posted by: Julie at March 22, 2006 10:12 PM
Jill you're going to make 'Mudge's head bigger than it already is... I'm quite sure he's never been called "a man" before.
Posted by: Erika at March 23, 2006 09:34 AM
Mudge,
Helos are great fun -- as are small aircraft. We were flying two weekends ago and on our way to Portland International for fuel and did an IFR approach that put us up in the clouds. It started to snow in the cabin...very strange. It was really cool be landing between the big boys. 737 in front and a 737 behind.
Posted by: usefulguy at March 23, 2006 10:37 AM
Had a great dinner the other night in The Pearl, Usefulguy. Nice town you have there (and a very decent airport).
Posted by: The SpinMD at March 23, 2006 01:42 PM
Jose - was cool, yeah. I'm guessing that this was not a standard helo though. But still cool.
Jill - After having viewed it, I might suggest that the Manhattan skyline is in the league of Grand Canyon or volcanic crater.
Beav - Gazing at hot chicks in half shirts is such a given that it doesn't even need a name.
Julie - was much cooler than I thought it would be. Didn't even wear the seat belt on the way home.
Jill - I was always a man. Trust me. ;-)
"Jane" - It helped to have the big boss there. Couldn't look pertified in front of important folk, now could I? But yes, it worked out in the end because I totally dug the ride.
Julie - yeah, I was digging on it pretty good.
Linkmaster - watching San Francisco appear from a private jet was pretty cool too. ;-) It's a beautiful city, isn't it?
Julie - Congress quaint and outdated to Bush "now?" When has he ever behaved as if Congress were anything more than an annoyance to be swatted away in his pursuit of a totalitarian theocratic regime?
Erika - hmm... I have a few recollections of things you've called me at one time or another. ;-)
UG - snowing in the cabin? Really?
Doc - you're gonna show up on my blog to deliver a message to UG?
Posted by: Curmudgeon at March 24, 2006 07:43 PM
Sorry, Erika, I didn't mean to inflate the boy.
Sorry, boy. I'm supposed to keep you humble. So I can't make the comment I was about to make. What a shame--it was a good one.
Posted by: Jill at March 24, 2006 09:42 PM
Wait, I didn't even know Erika told you the things she called you before..
Posted by: thebeav at March 25, 2006 11:47 AM
